Lu Guzheng's eyes narrowed slightly when he saw this. He was even more sure at this moment. The black armor on that kid must be some kind of defensive artifact! It is also an S-level equipment at least!

Seeing that Lu Guzheng had gained the upper hand easily, the morale of everyone in Hirazan was greatly boosted.

They all ridiculed Qiao Yu for overestimating his abilities.

"It's a good thing for young people to have ideals, but ideals are not utopias. To actually try to challenge the pseudo-god level with the demigod level is a big joke in the world."

"Lu Guzheng's animal ways are ever-changing and can be used both offensively and defensively. Even if I am at the first level of the pseudo-god level, I would have a headache against him, let alone a junior who doesn't know how high the sky is and how high he is."

"That's all. After all, he is the benefactor who salvaged the Underworld Staff for us, so please be merciful!"

"It is true that he is kind to us, but this kid is too arrogant! He dares to look down on the false gods. We should teach him a lesson and let him know that he is just a brat with no hair on his head!"

Listening to the laughter of the crowd, Qiao Yu's expression did not change at all, and remained very calm, as if he didn't care about it all.

He did not respond to everyone, but walked to the edge of the underworld silently, and lifted up the underworld staff.

Before many of the elders in Huangquan Biraozaka could react to what he was going to do, they heard Qiao Yu say.
Chapter completed!