Everyone looked at Yang Zhen with a dull expression, their eyes trembling constantly.

I've seen shameless people, but I've never seen anyone so shameless. Not only do they charge money for the fight, they even clearly mark the price.

This was not unacceptable, but everyone still underestimated Yang Zhen's shamelessness. It was clearly agreed that one blow with the big hammer would weigh eighty times, and one blow with the small hammer would weigh forty times. Yang Zhen used a total of thirty-six hammers, and he actually wanted thirty million?

Oh shit!

The group of people were stunned for a while before they realized that the eighty that Yang Zhen mentioned was not eighty crystals, but eight hundred thousand crystals.

This... why don't you go and rob? Also, Yang Zhen clearly said that he didn't want the decimals, 28.8 million, how come it became 30 million after removing the decimals? The most ridiculous thing is that Yang Zhen was counting on his fingers. Did you learn magic from the old beggar at the entrance of the village?

Everyone around was already bewildered. One could imagine how big the psychological shadow was on Lu Baichi after hearing what Yang Zhen said. His face looked confused like that of a fool.

After being silent for a long time, Lu Baichi roared: "How the hell did you calculate it?"

Yang Zhen slammed the sledgehammer to the ground, making a loud bang that frightened everyone: "That's how I calculated it. Why don't you accept it? If you don't accept it, let's fight again."

Another fight? Lu Baichi's face was uncertain, and his face was about to turn into a rainbow.

Thirty-six blows had hammered him into the ground, like a carrot. Now both of his arms were broken. If he wasn't treated properly, he might have some sequelae.

The long sword also broke into several pieces and lay powerlessly on the ground, without any brilliance at all.

At this point, let alone fighting again, it would be difficult to even walk back alive, so why the hell are you still not convinced?

I am convinced, truly convinced!

Lu Baichi was almost crying. He had always been arrogant and domineering. Wherever he went, he was known as a genius. Countless young monks envied him, and all kinds of women admired and loved him. They wished they could walk up to him and fall into his arms with a cry. How could he have been treated so cruelly?

But even though he was submissive, besides shame and anger, there was also a flash of viciousness on Lu Baichi's face, as if he were a snake or scorpion.

"I... I don't have so many crystals on me." Lu Baichi's head almost dropped to the ground in shame and anger. Now most of his body was buried in the ground, making it difficult for him to get out.

"Oh, this is a bit difficult!" Yang Zhen hesitated for a moment and asked, "Boss, how many crystals do you have now?"

"Only ten million!"

Yang Zhen thought for a moment, stared at the storage ring on Lu Baichi's hand and said, "Ten million is a bit too little, boss. Do you think your life is worth ten million?"

"You...you want to kill me?" Lu Baichi widened his eyes and looked at Yang Zhen in disbelief, with a hint of horror in his eyes.

Obviously terrified! Yang Zhen slapped Lu Baichi on the head, stared at him and said, "I haven't even arrived at Wanhua Island yet, and you keep talking about wanting to kill me. How come you can kill me but I can't kill you?"

"But……"

"But what?" Yang Zhen slapped him again: "You think you are a disciple and successor of Huashan Fudi, and your status is high and mighty. A country boy can kill you if he wants to, and it's no big deal, right?"

Lu Baichi was stunned and nodded subconsciously.

Everyone around was stunned when they heard this and looked at Yang Zhen with strange expressions.

As Yang Zhen said, if a country boy offended a disciple or successor of a big sect, he would be dead if he died, and he would not be able to make even a splash in the vast world of cultivation. Even if he was seen by others, they would just look at him with pity and then go on with their business.

This...seems to be alright, right? The scene fell into silence, and Yang Zhen's words came again: "What about you? You are a disciple of a powerful faction, Huashan Fudi, such a powerful faction, and you are a genius, highly regarded in the sect and respected outside. If someone wants to kill you, or simply kills you with a slap, it will definitely cause a huge shock, right?"

Yang Zhen spoke fluently without any pause, and as if he was stating a fact, everyone nodded subconsciously.

This is indeed the case. If someone wants to kill Lu Baichi, the entire Huashan Fudi will probably be furious. Not to mention the entire Wanhua Island, the entire East China Sea will probably fall into boiling fear in the face of the wrath of Huashan Fudi.

"You haven't thought about this question. In fact, you haven't thought about death at all, because in your opinion, you won't die at all, or at least you won't die for a long time, because no one dares to kill you easily. Even a senior who is more powerful than you will not risk offending Huashan Fudi and rashly kill you!"

Yang Zhen's words became sonorous and powerful, and he was completely stating the facts.

Lu Baichi nodded subconsciously and looked at Yang Zhen blankly. What Yang Zhen said was right and could not be refuted.

Wang Meiling nodded, and the others also nodded, looking at Yang Zhen with a confused look on their faces, not knowing what Yang Zhen wanted to say.

Jie Mao looked at Yang Zhen with a strange expression. For some reason, although it was a very funny scene, a thoughtful expression flashed across Jie Mao's face, and then gradually became solemn.

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

Everyone stared at Yang Zhen blankly, not knowing what Yang Zhen was trying to express.

At this moment, Yang Zhen suddenly raised the huge hammer with a bang. With a humming sound, the hammer drew a violent air wave in the air and fell heavily on Lu Baichi's head. Lu Baichi's brain burst instantly and he was deader than dead.

"But..." Yang Zhen picked up the giant hammer, and casually summoned a stream of water to rinse it carefully. He said with a "Puh" sound, and said word by word: "What the hell does this have to do with me?"

Wow! Everyone present was shocked. They stared at Yang Zhen with wide eyes in disbelief. They looked at Lu Baichi, whose half body was buried in the ground and whose head was smashed. They were so shocked that they couldn't speak.

Many timid monks had trembling legs and stared at Yang Zhen with pale faces.

Wang Meiling screamed and stretched out a soft, boneless hand to cover her mouth tightly. Her pair of almond-shaped eyes flashed with horror. She stared at Yang Zhen in doubt, full of astonishment and disbelief.

Kill him! Yang Zhen actually killed Lu Baichi just like that.

A hammer blew away Lu Baichi's head. Lu Baichi didn't react at all, and didn't even scream. He died with a confused look on his face! I'm afraid Lu Baichi never understood why Yang Zhen dared to kill him until his death.

Why dare you kill him ?

The mean cat jumped three feet high, staring at Yang Zhen with wide eyes. He was stunned for a long time before he got excited. He came to Yang Zhen and circled around him several times.

"666, kid, this time it's 666, it's turned over several times, this is a good job!"

The cheap cat was extremely excited, and then he said in amazement, shaking his head:

"Not bad, not bad. You have already grasped one tenth of my essence of making trouble. However, I suddenly remembered that there are some old matters that have not been dealt with. So I will not play with you anymore. Green mountains and clear waters, we will never meet again, kid..."

(End of this chapter)