Chapter 242

"Do you want to bet or not? Fifty Primary Stones, get the f * ck out of here if you don't want to bet." The young man was aggressive and tough.

The second cultivator on the stage had an ugly expression on his face. After being forced into a corner, he said, "I'll bet. Why wouldn't I bet?"

"Fine, take out fifty Primary Stones, I'll do it now."

The young man was still tough as he took out a bag of Primary Stones and placed it on the ground. There were exactly fifty of them.

Forty-nine of them were Primary Stones, while the remaining one was made up of a hundred Primary Stone Fragments.

The second cultivator was a little hesitant at first, but after seeing the Primordial Stones that the young man took out, he laughed out loud. "Haha, kid, looks like you've taken out all your assets. At least you know your place. Since you know that you're going to die and the Primordial Stones are going to fall into my hands, you might as well go all out and bet with me."

"I've taken out my Primary Stones. What about you? Get the f * ck out of here."

The young man said coldly. Everyone could hear the anger, unwillingness, and even a hint of despair in his voice.

"Motherf * cker, fifty yuan stones, what a huge sum. If I had known earlier, I would have gone up."

"This kid is quite bold, still willing to bet before his death. Seems like he's a gambler."

Fifty Primary Stones was enough to make most people jealous, and they were all complaining.

"Hmph, it's only fifty Primary Stones, I'll take it if you give it to me."

The second cultivator harrumphed, then turned around and said to the cultivators below, "Who has Primary Stones, lend me ten, I'll return fifteen after the battle."

Borrowing ten Primary Stones to return fifteen, it was a good deal.

Soon, ten Primary Stones were thrown to the second cultivator.

"Kid, let's see how you're going to die."

The second cultivator let out a hollow laugh as his eyes flickered coldly. He then placed the fifty Primary Stones together with the previous fifty.

"Fine, let's begin." Chu Xiong said impatiently.

"Fine, stand there and take my punch." The young man stepped forward again. This was what they had agreed before, to let him have a punch first.

"Come, I'm not as stupid as the previous one."

The second cultivator was confident. Before the young man arrived, he had already set up a light shield and looked at the young man with disdain, as if he was saying, 'Kid, I'll let you hit me, but you won't be able to break through my defense.'

The young man strode forward. His palm glowed brightly as he struck down once more.

"Pa."

A crisp sound rang out. The young man didn't seem to have used much force, but a light palm strike landed on the second cultivator's face.

The latter was knocked down just like the previous one. His eyes were filled with shock, and he was twitching like a shrimp. After a few breaths, he stopped breathing.

He was dead.

He died again.

Everyone was dumbfounded. What was going on?

Even if they looked carefully, they couldn't see anything.

"I've already told you that I'm very heavy-handed. You guys didn't believe me. Do you believe me now?" The young man spoke again. This time, he was overjoyed.

After searching the man's body for a while, he didn't find any vitality stones. He cursed the poor man and put away the hundred vitality stones.

In just a few breaths of time, he had earned fifty primordial stones. The youth felt that he had made a huge profit.

"Motherf * cker! My ten primal stones!" An angry curse came from the crowd. A cultivator howled like a wolf.

"What are you doing?"

The young man put away the vitality stones and was about to leave the stage when he was stopped by a cultivator. This was someone from the three major forces.

"Nothing. It's just that the battle isn't over yet. I want to fight you." This was a cultivator from the Li Family. At this moment, he spoke coldly with a strong killing intent in his eyes.

"I've already fought two battles, and you still want to fight me? Do you want to take turns to fight me? Is this how you major forces do things?" The young man's eyes were burning with anger.

The cultivators below had the urge to curse.

He even fought two battles.

Bullsh * t, he didn't even fight a single battle. He just stood there and took two attacks for nothing. He didn't use up any energy at all.

"I can also bet fifty vitality stones with you." The cultivator from the Li Family spoke and stopped the young man again.

"Do you think I'm an idiot? I'm at the first level, and you're at the third. How are you going to fight?" The young man sneered.

"Today, you have to fight even if you don't want to." The cultivator from the Li Family was aggressive.

"No wonder Zi Chen killed the disciples of your major families. You're all so arrogant. Where is your justice?" The young man sneered. His tone was very unfriendly.

"Wow."

His words caused an uproar. No one expected the young man to say such words. It was a blatant slap in the face.

"Kid, you're courting death."

At the same time, dozens of murderous gazes swept towards the young man.

"This kid must know that he's going to die, so he might as well say a few words."

"I think so too. Looking at the current situation, it's impossible for him to live."

Everyone looked at the young man, waiting for his reply.

"If you want to fight with me, you can bet a hundred vitality stones. Damn it, you're from a major force, but you bet fifty vitality stones. Shame on you."

The young man finally compromised, but he didn't lose out. He scolded loudly.

The cold murderous intent came again. Everyone looked at him fiercely, but no one made a move.

A first level versus a third level. This was a death match. It was just a matter of time.

The young man took out a hundred vitality stones and placed them on the ground.

"Kid, let's see how you're going to die." The cultivator from the Li Family also took out a hundred vitality stones and placed them on the ground.

"Stop blabbering. If you want to fight, just say it." The young man was very direct.

"Alright, then die." The cultivator from the Li Family shouted. His aura surged and he was about to kill the young man.

"Wait." Suddenly, the young man shouted, shocking the cultivator from the Li Family.

"Do you know the rules? Even a level two expert gave me a chance. You, a level three expert, want to sneak attack me? Do you want to be a laughing stock?" The young man mocked again.

"Then what do you want?"

The cultivator from the Li Family suppressed his anger, but in his heart, he had already killed this young man hundreds of times. At this moment, he swore that he would torture this guy ten thousand times before letting him die.

"I'm not going to give you a chance. Two moves. If I can't kill you in two moves, then you can do whatever you want with me." The young man stretched out two fingers and made a "two" sign.

"Alright." The cultivator from the Li Family agreed without hesitation.

This time, everyone opened their eyes wide and looked at the young man carefully. They wanted to see what he was going to do.

The young man took a big step forward and walked to the front of the Li Family cultivator. He then stretched out his hand and slapped twice.

"Slap." "Slap."

It was a very simple two palms that only carried the First Layer of Zhen Yuan. Left and right, it did not seem to be heavy at all.

However, these two slaps, which were not heavy at all, knocked the expert over. Blood frothed from the expert's mouth. He wanted to say something but was unable to. After a few twitches, his head tilted to the side, his eyes widened, and he breathed his last.

"He's dead, he's dead again."

"Just two simple slaps can kill people. That's too strange, isn't it?"

They didn't even blink their eyes. They watched carefully, but they still couldn't figure out what was going on.

Even the other geniuses were puzzled.

He was only at the First Heavenly Layer, and he had only used the First Heavenly Layer's Zhen Yuan. How could he kill a Third Heavenly Layer? No matter how they thought about it, they could not understand.

"Kid, I'm not convinced. I'll fight you." The Martial Ancestor flashed and landed on the high platform.

"Cut the crap. I'll bet at least two hundred yuan stones." The young man didn't waste any more time and said.

"Alright, I won't waste any more time. I'll bet a hundred yuan stones, but I won't let you win. If you die, I'll take the two hundred yuan stones. If I die, you can have the three hundred yuan stones."

The Martial Ancestor was obviously ordered by the Martial Ancestor. He wanted to test the young man's strength.

"Put down the yuan stones and let's fight." The young man pointed at the yuan stones on the ground.

The Martial Ancestor didn't waste any more time and threw down a bag of yuan stones. There were exactly three hundred of them. Obviously, he had prepared this beforehand.

He knew that the young man would agree, because he didn't have a second option.

"Go to hell."

With killing intent flashing in his eyes, the Martial Ancestor attacked. The True Yuan of the Third Sky surged and he threw a palm at the young man.

A huge palm print appeared, with a terrifying aura, and fell on the young man's head.

"You can kill someone with such a weak attack? Even the Martial Ancestor isn't that strong."

The young man sneered. He didn't care at all. He clenched his right fist, and the True Yuan of the First Sky revolved around his fist. He then threw a punch at the palm print.

"The First Sky against the Third Sky. He's courting death."

"You think he'll just stand there and let you hit him?"

"This time, he'll definitely be smashed into pieces."

Voices came from the crowd. No one was optimistic about the young man. With such a huge gap in strength, no one thought that he could win.

"Bang."

The palm print and the fist collided, and a huge explosion occurred. The scene of the young man being smashed into pieces didn't happen. Instead, it was the fist that broke the palm print. After the explosion, the palm print turned into energy and dissipated.

"What?"

"Such an ordinary punch is so terrifying. But the energy on the surface of his body is very ordinary."

Everyone opened their eyes wide, and their faces were filled with disbelief.

"I know. He's not strong, but his body is very strong. That's the only explanation why the previous three people were all killed in one hit."

"That's right. Only a strong body can withstand such an attack."

After the attack, the young man strode forward. His eyes were cold. He clenched his fists, and streams of First Sky True Yuan surged.

It looked like an ordinary punch, but it carried a terrifying power.

"Dong."

With a loud sound, the heaven and earth shook. The Martial Ancestor's destructive attack was shattered again. It was very easy.

"Bang."

The young man threw another punch, and the Martial Ancestor was blown away. He spat out a mouthful of blood, and his face was filled with malevolence.

"This is the Martial Ancestor's powerful battle skill. It's just so-so." The young man sneered and threw another punch.

The Level Three warrior was blown away again. He didn't even have the strength to fight back. He was completely suppressed.

"Kid, I'm going to kill you."

The Martial Ancestor was furious. He spat out a mouthful of blood. He had lost all his face, and in his anger, he threw out a powerful attack.

In the sky, a destructive aura rippled, and a terrifying palm print appeared.

The Destruction Palm was the Martial Ancestor's attack skill. However, this person obviously only learned a little bit of it, and couldn't display the power of the battle skill.