"who is he?"

Seeing this bald man jumping on stage, someone started asking questions.

Obviously this bald man is not famous, otherwise no one would know about it.

"A little-known person, right? You don't need to pay attention to him."

"Since he is a small person, he is here to give you experience. Who is going to fight him? He can be used as a stepping stone to show off his strength."

"Will the geniuses go up first to show their strength?"

The crowd was talking a lot.

Everyone is looking forward to who will play first.

Normally, the masters are the last to appear.

They don't want to show up too early.

"I'll go first!"

A young man in white clothes stood up from the back row, tapped the ground with his toes, and jumped directly onto the stage with a hiss.

When it landed, it was like a feather touching the ground, without any strength at all.

"With such a light body, wouldn't he be beaten violently by that bald head when he went up?"

"It's so boring. This is the opponent in the first game? As expected, it will be interesting to wait until the geniuses come on stage!"

The young man in white made too little noise when he came on the field, making people think he was a useless guy.

Everyone is dissatisfied.

I don’t think this is a good show of strength.

The bald man also had the same idea, thinking that the young man in white was just a tool who came up to let him better demonstrate his power.

"I'm lucky. The first opponent allows me to show my strength very well. I have to perform well."

The bald man thought this as he stepped forward and took a stance.

"You are no match for me. Go down by yourself, otherwise you will lose in disgrace."

Unexpectedly, the young man in white suddenly said such words.

What?

The bald man was stunned for a moment.

He immediately became furious.

Is this humiliating him?

"court death!"

He rushed over quickly and punched the young man in white on the head.

"snort!"

With a disdainful smile on his face, the young man in white punched out and collided with the bald man's fist.

Click!

Only a crisp breaking sound was heard, and the bald man flew backwards.

He fell heavily outside the platform, but fortunately there was an iron shell on his back and front, so he was not seriously injured.

But he still screamed in agony.

Everyone looked and found that the bald man's arm had been twisted and deformed. It seemed that he had been seriously injured during the fist fight just now.

"It's useless, it's too weak!"

The young man in white shook his head disdainfully.

Everyone in the audience was speechless.

This was not the scene they expected at all.

"Damn, that bald guy just looks great on the outside, but he's actually a rookie!"

"Fortunately, it was just for display. If it was gambling, I would have lost a lot."

"Who is this person and why is he so powerful?"

"It started off with a bang, and the rest of the show shouldn't be too bad either."

The voices of everyone whispering reached Pan Ji's ears.

She couldn't help but ask her grandfather, "If it were you, how many moves could you take to defeat the man in white?"

Old Man Pan grinned.

"He is still far behind me. I estimate that if he practices for another thousand years, he may be able to reach my current level."

The cultivation of the demon clan is based on time.

One thousand years of cultivation refers to the total power gained by a normal demon clan after one thousand years of cultivation.

But some geniuses can shorten this time.

Old man Xiangpan is this type of character.

He only needs to practice for five hundred years to gain a thousand years of cultivation.

In other words, in terms of cultivation talent alone, he is twice as good as the young man in white!

Hearing her grandfather's answer, Pan Ji looked very proud.

This is her grandfather, an amazing man.

"With grandpa here, the first place today will definitely be ours. When the time comes, our half-demon snake tribe will also be looked upon with admiration by others!"

She turned her head and wanted to show off to Lin Tianyou.

As a result, seeing Lin Tianyou's appearance, his nose became crooked with anger.

Because Lin Tianyou and Wan Yao Demon Lord actually closed their eyes and fell asleep leaning on the chairs!

Even that guy from the Ten Thousand Demon Lord snored!

"They actually fell asleep here?"

At this moment, she really wanted to throw these two guys out.

But I was worried that doing so would attract too many people's attention.

I can only hold back my anger.

At this time, Tiger King asked in the audience:

"You played well this time. Do you want to continue playing? Of course, you can also choose to give up. I'll count you as a winner."

The young man in white immediately understood that Tiger King's achievements were based on the number of victories.

"Fight, I will continue to stay on stage."

The young man in white replied.

Tiger King nodded, "Then you should pay attention, try to protect yourself, and don't die. As long as you perform well and still live, you might be able to get a ranking."

"Thank you King Tiger for reminding me, I will pay attention."

The young man in white bowed confidently.

Everyone also understands the rules here. If you want to get a ranking, you must go on stage to show your strength.

How to display?

That is to defeat the enemies. The more enemies you defeat, the more bonus points you get.

They all glanced at the geniuses on the field who had not yet taken the stage.

They know that if these geniuses come on stage, they will not get a single point.

Take this opportunity and take the stage immediately.

So, one after another, the half-demon jumped onto the stage.

And the young man in white is also very powerful. He almost always uses boxing skills to knock down the challenging half-demon on the stage.

He didn't even shed a drop of sweat.

It seemed very relaxed.

"This boxing cultivator seems to be quite powerful!"

Everyone in the audience was frightened by the strength of the young man in white, and those who challenged him began to hesitate, waiting for others to take the lead.

"Lord Tiger King, the half-demon you invited doesn't look very good either. I've defeated nine challengers in a row, but I haven't even warmed up yet!"

After losing to nine half-demon in a row, the young man in white seemed a little distracted.

He actually sarcastically mocked all the half-demon present.
To be continued...