The instant deaths of two giant lions in a row immediately stirred up the crowd on the platform, and more people who had heard the commotion were rushing over.
"This guy is incredible!"
"Two giant lions died just like that!"
"And they were instant kills! What kind of terrifying combat power is that?"
"I was worried just now, wondering why those two weren't running. Turns out they had nothing to fear at all!"
"I wonder how strong the other one is."
"How could both of them be that strong? Didn't you see that black-haired guy hadn't moved at all? He's probably trying to keep a low profile."
"Right! When we run into beasts and really can't beat them, we just stand still. At least then there's a sliver of hope."
Amid the crowd's discussion, Gao Shaohui seemed to have gotten addicted to throwing giant lions. After taking care of two, he immediately charged toward the third. Just as the third giant lion seemed destined to meet the same fate as the first two, Chu Han, who had been standing to the side, suddenly spoke up and stopped him.
"I'm saying... throw it somewhere else. Keep smashing into that wall, and you'll punch right through it." Chu Han's voice was especially clear amid the strange silence. His calm, unhurried manner repeatedly drew glances from the people on the platform.
Gao Shaohui paused in the middle of his enthusiastic movements, then nodded deeply in agreement. "All right."
Yet in that fleeting gap, the giant lion that Gao Shaohui should have grabbed with one hand launched an attack instead. Its bloody maw flew open as it viciously bit down toward Gao Shaohui's shoulder.
The spectators' hearts leaped into their throats, and cries of alarm rose one after another!
But when that bloody mouth