Leng Si held his right hand behind his back, his emotionless eyes scanning the surroundings. "Do you believe there's a shortcut that doesn't require effort? Your abilities depend on yourself."

Chu Mu gritted his teeth: "Oh, you can still pretend."

The crowd that had been noisy just now became quiet.

People consciously made way for him and watched Leng Si return to his seat.

Pa pa pa.

Another round of applause.

Chu Tian didn't seem panicked at all: "Well said, but why should we work hard when there are shortcuts?"

"If your shortcut can really get you to your destination," Chu Mu said, "then I will definitely be the first to go."

"That's right!" Fatty Yuan chimed in. "Who knows what kind of side effects that thing of yours might have! Look at these deformed people, they're so ugly. Do you want to be like them?"

These words were much more effective than Leng Si's preaching. The person who had just been eager to try hesitated in an instant.

Chu Mu pushed Leng Si and said, "Learn, don't pretend!"

Anger flared in Chu Tian's eyes: "You forced me to do this."

He suddenly took out a white ball of light and smashed it towards the ground.

"not good!"

A huge crisis surged in Chu Mu's heart.

The light suddenly exploded, and then quickly faded away amid the exclamations of the crowd.

thump.

The warm body unconsciously hit Chu Mu.

It’s Leng Si.

Leng Si fell into a coma.

"Brother Leng!" Fatty Yuan hurriedly supported Leng Si, "Brother Leng!"

"Hahahaha!" Chu Tian laughed very proudly, "It really works!"

He walked towards the stunned crowd and said, "Look, so what if he's the strongest? In front of me, he's just an ant that can be crushed to death at any time."

The scene became deathly silent again, with only Fatty Yuan still calling out to Leng Si.