Peerless Youth (2)

*Whisper* The sound of audience whispering to themselves appeared, as their gaze contained an unbelieving look.

"Hmph. This youth is courting death, every single one of us here had encountered so many life and death battles, and he dares to just join the arena?" Someone from the challengers said in disdain.

Some challengers agreed with his opinion, while some felt strange of Zhen Long's presence.

"We will now start the competition!" The host said excitedly.

"Gilgamesh, as the lowest ranked challenger, will be the first to fight!" As he explained excitedly and with anticipation.

"Please step up, someone who's willing to fight Gilgamesh!" The host said, as he anticipatedly looked at the platform.

It was then that a kind voice resonated across the arena.

"Let me fight him…" The middle-aged man who once approached Allen stepped up.

"I will hold back while making him aware that this place is not for kids." He continued, as he stared kindly at Zhen Long.

The other challengers withdrew from the platform, as they looked at Zhen Long with disdain.

After all, he was a handsome youth, who looked like he had never experienced any fight, and looked harmless.

However, that was only the opinion of narrow minded challengers, as some challengers cautiously looked at him.

They knew that the more harmless a person seemed to be, the more dangerous he can be.

"Let us start the fight!" The host said loudly.

"Child, I will hold back. Don't worry it won't hurt." The middle-aged man looked kindly at Zhen Long.

However, the unexpected happened…

"..." Zhen Long actually ignored him, as Zhen Long only waited for the fight to start.

The middle-aged man's expression darkened, as he angrily said, "You don't know what's good for you!"

"Start!" The host signalled the battle to start.

The moment he said that, the middle-aged man prepared himself to fight, as he took a stance.

However, even after he had prepared, he saw Zhen Long still standing on his position without any movements.

"Did he got scared shitless?" Someone from the challengers asked jokingly, as the audience laughed.

"..." There wasn't any change in Zhen Long's pair of eyes, as he just coldly stared at the hypocrite so-called kind man before him.

'Looks like he had completely given up the fight.' The kind man thought to himself, as he involuntarily cracked out a smile.

He looked at Zhen Long with a smile, as his eyes narrowed into slits, stripping him of his sense of vision for a few seconds.

"Don't worr-" However, before he even had a chance to finish his sentence.

"!!" He felt an extremely tyrannical force easily grab his head, and it was Zhen Long who suddenly appeared before him and grabbed his head, without him noticing it.

"You bastar-" Noticing that it was his opponent, the kind man tried to struggle.

However, it was futile, as Zhen Long suddenly increased his strength.

Shockingly, he grabbed the man's head, as he smashed it downwards unto the floor.

*Bang!*Cracck* The sound of floor breaking resounded across the arena, as the audience and challengers became quiet.

Dust appeared and made the whole platform foggy, as Zhen Long's and the man's figure vanished from the audience and challengers' eyes.

After a few seconds, the dusts had finally settled down, as they finally saw the situation within the platform.

They saw the man who challenged Zhen Long, has sunk into the floor, as his head was completely deformed from the impact.

*Gulp* They all unconsciously gulped from the gory scene before them, as some of the challengers who had insulted Zhen Long felt their knees trembling.

After looking at the man who's obviously dead from the fight, they all slowly turned their gaze towards Zhen Long.

He was standing upright like a spear, with his cold gaze that seemed to emanate eyes. His expression didn't changed from the killing he just did, as if he had just killed an ant.

Even the host of the show felt his tongue getting stuck on his throat, as he felt his mouth getting dry.

The host quickly grabbed the water besides him, as he quickly drank it all.

After a few seconds, he finally managed to squeeze out some noise.

"The winner is Gilgamesh!" The host said in great difficulty, as shocked overwhelmed him.

The personnels of the arena suddenly appeared, as they stepped into the platform and hurriedly checked the man's pulse.

And, after they had confirmed that the man was dead, the personnel hurriedly retrieved his corpse, as they withdrew from the arena.

All of that happened within a short amount of time, as the audience and challengers still cannot speak from their shock and fear.

And, when they woke up from their daze, they had noticed that Zhen Long has already retreated from the platform.

'I guess, I was too overestimating these people… In the past, even those godly beings are mediocre before me, so how can they be dangerous?' Zhen Long shook his head, as confidence filled his heart.

'I need to fight more stronger people to clearly determine my prowess…' He inwardly thought, as he gazed unto the next fight.