After hearing Qing Mo's words, the host remained skeptical. He spoke again, "But... but Mr. Satan said those were just sleight-of-hand tricks, all fake!"
Qing Mo curled his lip in a smile and said, "He can't pull off something like that. He doesn't have the ability, so naturally he'd call it sleight of hand! Otherwise, wouldn't his title of 'World Champion' be nothing but a joke!"
Qing Mo then had the host test how sturdy the arena beneath his feet was. Though none of them knew what Qing Mo was planning, the host still symbolically kicked the edge of the arena twice with some force!
Qing Mo spoke again, "Well? This arena isn't fake, right? There aren't any mechanisms or tricks involved, are there?"
At Qing Mo's question, the host shook his head and replied, "No. This arena is extremely solid. There aren't any mechanisms or anything like that at all!"
Qing Mo nodded, then tossed aside the empty soda bottle in his hand and said to the cameraman, "Watch closely. This is an arena personally inspected by the host—there are none of the mechanisms or tricks Mr. Satan talked about!"
Qing Mo raised a finger and lightly tapped the part of the arena the host had just stepped on. In an instant, the entire arena was split in two, along with the distant mountain peak, which was forcibly cleaved straight down the middle by that power!
Boom—
The mountain that had been split in half collapsed before everyone's eyes, thick clouds of dust billowing up into the sky!
Mr. Satan and the others who saw this immediately stood there with their mouths agape. They could not believe that someone in this world could actually do such a thing!
It was not only Mr. Satan and the people at the