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And Lin Boyue, seeing this, was not in a hurry. His voice came through the mask, carrying a hint of laughter and a condescending tone:

"Shi Hao? Ha, I should thank you." He slightly raised his chin, speaking easily. "It’s like you’ve helped me organize this Pure Crystal gamble. Saved me quite a bit of effort. Once I get those hundreds of Pure Crystals, I’ll use them to break through the Tier Four threshold at one stroke..."

He paused, his smile deepening, with a hint of benevolence, "Don’t worry, in light of your contribution, I, Lin Boyue, will surely repay you generously. I will definitely come back to compensate you then."

"Wow---!!!"

This statement was like pouring ice water into boiling oil.

The entire arena exploded instantly.

Arrogant! Extreme arrogance.

In the context of the Twelve Celestial Kings’ Pure Crystal gamble, on the stage watched by countless eyes.

Lin Boyue actually directly proclaimed Shi Hao as a contributor to making wedding garments for himself?

And he even mentioned compensation?!

This was no longer provocation; it was blatant humiliation.

Considering Shi Hao as if he were nothing.

The audience burst into exclamations, curses, and noise, forming a chaotic sea of sound.

"What the hell! Lin Boyue is crazy?!"

"Too arrogant! Who does he think he is?!"

"There’s going to be a good show! Can Shi Hao endure this?!"

In the contestants’ lounge, the atmosphere also instantly froze.

Except for Fang Qingyu and Jiang Wei, who remained as still as mountains, the other members of the Twelve Celestial Kings, whether yet to fight or already promoted, displayed expressions of shock or amusement.

The Star Shattering Hand, Lin Boyue, although typically arrogant, had never lost composure like this before.

These wild words today.

Simply placed him against all the Kings, especially Shi Hao.

On the stage.

Faced with this shocking humiliation.

Shi Hao’s reaction was unexpected to everyone.

He did not get angry, did not retort, not even a trace of fluctuation in his aura.

He just slightly tilted his head, as if confirming whether he heard it right.

The dark gray metal mask turned towards Lin Boyue, his calm eyes falling on the other.

Then, a voice so plain it was almost devoid of emotion, pierced through the chaos and echoed clearly to everyone:

"Kneel now, bow your head and concede. I can spare your life."

Dead silence.

An absolute stillness instantly enveloped the stadium, which had just been tumultuous.

If Lin Boyue’s wild words were the spark that lit a barrel of oil, Shi Hao’s extremely calm response was like a polar chill that instantly froze all sound.

Kneel? Spare your life?!

This was no longer a tit-for-tat response but a direct pronouncement of Lin Boyue’s fate.

With a detachment and absolute confidence as if looking down on ants.

Lin Boyue’s smile froze instantly, and under the mask, his complexion turned red and then ashen at a visibly rapid pace.

In those eyes, shame and rage volcanically erupted.

"Courting death!"

Any words were unnecessary.

Lin Boyue squeezed out two words through his teeth, his Qi Blood erupted like a volcano suppressed to the extreme.

Dark Red Qi Blood smoke rose to the sky.

Enveloping his entire body, exuding a terrifying heat and pressure.

Boom! Boom!

Two deeply muffled sonic booms nearly erupted simultaneously.

The stage beneath their feet instantly sank and cracked.

The two figures shot up fiercely, as if breaking free from the confines of space.

Their aim was direct at each other!

To seize air superiority.

This is a common opening move for top-tier Martial Saints dueling.

Whoever controls the aerial advantage holds greater initiative!

Lin Boyue, mid-air, right arm bulging with muscles like knotted roots, instantly expanded in size.

Beneath the skin, veins and blood vessels bulged and writhed like Furious Dragons.

The ultimate technique of the Star Shattering Hand.

Star Fall!

His five fingers spread wide, his palm seemingly holding a collapsing star, with terrifying power condensed and compressed to the limit, bringing a piercing wail and visible twisted ripples, pressing towards Shi Hao’s chest.

This palm strike could turn a steel-forged hill into dust.

Shi Hao’s response was disarmingly simple.

Facing the terrifying palm that could shatter stars and crack mountains, he didn’t even bother with a blocking stance.

He just casually raised his right fist.

Without dazzling Qi Blood luminance, without earth-shattering momentum.

The bronze fist seemed to be swung out casually.

Where the punch passed, air was compressed to the extreme, forming a translucent, exquisitely condensed Fist Aura, with a dull wind-breaking sound, meeting Lin Boyue’s imposing "Star Fall" palm!

Fist and palm collided.

Time seemed to freeze for a thousandth of a second.

Boom——!!!!

A terrifying roar exploded violently.

Like two rapidly moving mountains colliding with the most furious posture.

The dazzling turbulence, like uncontrolled hurricanes, instantly spread crazily from the point of impact in a circular manner.

The stage was lifted layer by layer like fragile tofu.

The violent shockwave fiercely crashed into the surrounding Force Field, the light screen rippling intensely.

Crack! Crack! Crack!

A sound of densely packed bone fractures, headachingly sharp, stood out from the roar’s aftermath.

"Poof——!"

In the chaotic turbulence and dust filling the sky.

A figure, as if hit head-on by a speeding train, with a speed far surpassing its ascent, carried a burst of dazzling blood mist and slammed heavily towards the ground like a cannonball.

It was Lin Boyue.

His right arm, which had performed the "Star Fall" technique, now twisted at an extremely bizarre angle, with the forearm bone piercing through muscle and skin, stark white in the air.

Blood gushed out like a fountain.