"He's gone mad..."
"How could a Qi Refining, First Layer trash possibly defeat someone at Qi Refining, Third Level?"
"Isn't he going up there to die?"
The moment Lu Chen stepped onto the first stair, everyone was dumbfounded.
Deacon Mu and Deacon Tu, who were presiding over the Outer Sect Tournament, never could have imagined that Lu Chen would knowingly climb the Life-and-Death Arena despite certain death.
"Ha ha... You lost. Hand over the spirit stones, and make it quick—ten Low-Grade Spirit Stones..."
Li Yuan laughed loudly.
"Brother Li, how did you know he would go up?"
Deacon Mu asked in disbelief.
"Yeah, Brother Li, how did you know?"
Deacon Tu also looked at Li Yuan.
"Didn't you notice that this boy remained calm the entire time in the face of that man's provocation?"
Li Yuan smiled as he put away the spirit stones handed over by Deacon Mu and Deacon Tu.
"Many thanks to you both, ha ha..."
Li Yuan was ecstatic. In one go, he had obtained twenty Low-Grade Spirit Stones.
That was more than half a year of his salary.
"..."
Deacon Mu and Deacon Tu were thoroughly depressed.
Li Yuan really did have a venomous eye!
Wu Dalong had not expected Lu Chen to truly dare take the stage either.
Good, good, good. This way, the task Manager Pang had assigned him would be completed.
If he beat Lu Chen to death, he would receive three Low-Grade Spirit Stones.
Three Low-Grade Spirit Stones!
To him, that was equivalent to three years of income.
"Lu Chen, are you stupid? What are you doing up here..."
Zhou Dazhuang was frantic.
He desperately tried to break free from beneath Wu Dalong's foot.
However, Wu Dalong had earlier kicked him in the dantian. Though it had not shattered his dantian,