C808 Challenging a Seven-year-old(1)
C808 Challenging a Seven-year-old(1)
If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes and heard it with his own ears, he would have thought that he was dreaming.
He, a dignified arena master, would actually encounter a challenge from a seven-year-old child? This, was too laughable.
It really wasn't that he looked down on people, but rather...
This person, really couldn't be seen by him!
"Brat, obediently go back and play with your little companions! This place isn't suitable for you!!"
The man under the mask had a hoarse voice.
His voice was deep, and there was a special kind of magnetism to it, but it did not seem like it came from the Xiantian Realm.
But even so, it was still pleasant to the ear.
For some reason, in the face of everyone's laughter and the opponent's disdain, Tang Zeyao suddenly calmed down.
He stood on the stage fearlessly, facing the mask that looked almost sinister. He calmly replied, "Uncle, every one of my companions is as big as you! And we play the most games every day. It's fighting!!"
The little guy's childish lips curled into a devilish smile, "Uncle, if you underestimate your enemy, it will become your most fatal weakness!!"
As soon as the little guy finished speaking, his entire body was like a gust of wind, sweeping in front of the masked ghost.
And at this moment, how could this vigorous and nimble figure still have that clumsy shadow?
Due to the little guy's small stature, his speed was extremely agile and fast. When it was almost impossible to detect him, he had already arrived by his side.
And at this moment, the Masked Ghost did not even have time to react before the little fellow rode on his shoulder...
The little hand quickly landed on his back and directly grabbed the most fatal point in his spine!!
Good guy!
A wave of pain assaulted the masked ghost. Only at this moment did he snap back to his senses!!
This little fellow... had indeed trained before!!
Furthermore, he was very familiar with the meridians and bones of the human body! As for his moves, there was no doubt about it...
Every step he took was to kill the opponent in front of him!!
Yes! The little guy's training had never protected him or hurt his enemies. All he had learned was...
What, a fatal move!!
The pain on his back made the masked ghost realize that he had indeed underestimated the little kid in front of him.
Not only his hand, even the strength between his fingers...
That was definitely not a strength that a child could possess!!
That kind of strength that could completely crush a spine was definitely not something that an ordinary five or six year old child could display!
He stretched out his hand and pulled the child's leg over. His other hand grabbed the child's tender neck, and in the next instant, he ruthlessly fell to the ground.
The little fellow groaned in pain. After rolling around on the ground once, it neatly got up again.
A strange smile appeared on its lips. "Uncle, I only gave you a slight reminder just now. Next, I'm going to be serious!"
As it spoke, the little fellow jumped up and pounced on the masked ghost on the opposite side.
The masked ghost dodged sideways, but the little fellow attacked again...
In his hand, there was already a small saber.
That's right! This arena can hold any saber, but only a saber. Furthermore, if someone dies in the arena, the organizer will not be responsible!
The Ivory Saber flashed in front of the masked ghost's eyes with a dazzling golden light...
A pair of deep blue eyes could be seen through the Saber!
The Saber went straight for his neck...
And when he saw the military knife, he was distracted...
His neck was cut by the knife.
Blood instantly gushed out from the wound.
As the little boy landed on the ground, the sound of people gasping could be heard from the surroundings. Everyone looked at the scene in front of them in disbelief...
The masked ghost forced himself to take a few steps back. He stretched out his hand and reached for his neck. It was hot, sticky, and a lot of blood was flowing out.
The wound was not shallow at all.
However, what made him feel fortunate was...
He nearly died!
If that knife was an inch deeper, it would have cut his aorta!!
And this was not because the child opposite him did not have enough strength, but... he had made a concession!!
Heh! Speaking of which, it was funny, he was actually forced to take a big step back by a child in combat!!
"Little brat, you won!"
He was willing to admit defeat.
His eyes were staring at the ivory saber in his hand.
The audience on the grandstand exclaimed in disbelief.
But the little fellow shook his head, "Masked Ghost Uncle, you didn't lose to me, you lost to yourself! You have committed two major crimes in combat!"
The little fellow smiled, turned around, and left the arena.
He was still clumsy as he climbed down.
The masked ghost stared blankly at the little figure, yet his mind was still in a trance.
That's right! He, the masked ghost, had committed two major crimes in combat. One was to underestimate his opponent, and the other was to divert his attention!!
However, even now, his thoughts were still unable to recover from the saber.
And this little thing...
This...
He was simply a monster!
How old was he? Yet his skills were so outstanding, and the strength of his hands was even more out of his expectations.
"Little devil, good job!!"
The moment Little Zeyao returned to the viewing platform, A'Lang lifted him onto his shoulder.
Bell patted his face and praised, "Not bad!"
The little guy seemed to be a little disappointed. "He let me go!"
Elisa smiled. "It doesn't matter if he let me go or not. It's already good enough for you to have this result! You're only a seven-year-old child! Look, if you didn't give in to him, he would have died in the arena a long time ago! "
Upon hearing Elisa's words, the little fellow seemed to feel a little relieved in his heart.
"Ah Lang, are you going to reunite with him?"
The little fellow lowered his head and looked at Ah Lang below him.