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"Bald brat, come on! I'd like to see whether you really became that much stronger after losing all your hair!"
"Or are you... just putting on a bluff?"
Qin Shaofeng showed no mercy with his words.
From the discussions among the Seven Stars Sect disciples at the very beginning, he had already realized something.
The people's hearts could be put to use.
He had deliberately said those words to pry open the mouths of the spectators.
Very quickly.
Wave after wave of harsh, ear-piercing voices rang out.
It seemed that what Qin Shaofeng had done to Jin Yangtian earlier had made everyone more cautious. At the very least, no one dared speak as recklessly as Jin Yangtian had.
Even so, the voices still grated harshly on Qin Shaofeng's ears.
As for what Lei Ben, who was enduring it, felt, it was plain to see from the sound of his panting, which could be heard from far away; from his eyes turning completely blood-red; and from his faster attacks, greater strength, and wider attack range.
He had nearly lost control of himself.
"Brat, weren't you all that? Come on! Why can't you hit me?"
Seeing this, Qin Shaofeng became even more merciless with his taunts.
Each provocative remark made Lei Ben's movements more ferocious.
"The chance is here!"
A sharp gleam flashed through Qin Shaofeng's eyes.
He had not spent all this time fooling around. He had been creating openings for Lei Ben all along.
The shouts from the audience finally let him see that opportunity.
The expression in his eyes was invisible to the others, but the few people on the viewing platform saw it clearly.
Lei Chongxiao of the Thunder Sect in particular could not help but snort coldly. "Qin Shaofeng, you truly are shameless. You actually used