I Become The Richest Man With A monthly Salary of Twenty Thousand Yuan-Chapter 803 - 538: Completely Convinced

Piranhas, electric eels, chainsaws, and so on...

One deadly danger after another entered the water tank. Any ordinary magician would have perished inside long ago.

But Xia Liang was still there, floating in the water tank as if nothing was happening, leaving the entire audience completely stunned.

This is definitely not magic, it's practically sorcery!

The audience was dumbfounded, unable to believe that Xia Liang could perform such a breathtaking trick.

This wasn't just a challenge; it was defying the heavens.

When the final challenge was for the cement to be poured into the water tank, the tank immediately became sedimented. As the cement absorbed the water and gradually cooled, the scene fell into a cold silence.

In the vast stadium, with more than a hundred thousand spectators, all were pin-drop silent, intently watching the water tank, their hearts tightly clenched.

"No movement, he must've died inside, right?"

Peng Changye slowly stood up, muttering as he stared at the water tank.

Even the staff were watching the cement-sealed tank, thinking if Xia Liang hadn't come out by now, he must be dead inside.

Backstage, even the world's top magicians shook their heads and sighed.

Xia Liang's magic broke their conventional thoughts and exceeded their imaginations, but now he had burned himself, trapped by arrogance and cement. No one believed Xia Liang was still alive.

In circumstances seemingly certain of death, even immortals couldn't survive, let alone Xia Liang, a mere mortal.

However, at that moment, applause suddenly broke out among the audience, a solitary clapping, harsh to the ears.

The magician sacrificed himself, and here someone was clapping—did they even have a shred of humanity?

The lonely applause echoed in the vast stadium, angering the masses who turned to condemn the person clapping with the harshest words.

Yet, when everyone saw who was clapping, they almost had their eyes pop out in shock.

Him? He's still alive!

It was Xia Liang, who had escaped from the tank. People couldn't believe it and widened their eyes; some even thought they were seeing things and rubbed their eyes hard, even tearing up, but the truth was right there— the person applauding was indeed Xia Liang...

"Why so quiet? Is my magic not exciting enough?"

Xia Liang smiled lightly and shrugged it off.

In an instant, the entire stadium erupted into thunderous applause and cheers.

All the spectators rose to their feet, offering the most passionate applause to Xia Liang, clapping until their hands hurt!

"OMG, it's God Xia! When did he appear? He actually got out alive, unbelievable!"

"It's miraculous! Is this magic? God Xia did it!"

"Oh my God, a miracle! It's an absolute miracle!"

"Incredible! This magic is amazing, the best I've ever seen, so thrilling, so flawless."

With Xia Liang's appearance, the atmosphere in the stadium reached a peak, everyone stood up clapping, eyes filled with tears, immensely excited.

The magic exceeded their expectations, leaving them at a loss for words.

This was divine intervention!

Xia Liang slowly descended from the highest point with a calm demeanor, even shaking hands warmly with ecstatic fans, eventually arriving on stage.

"Impossible, this is impossible, how are you alive? You should have died."

Peng Changye couldn't believe it. He couldn't understand how someone could survive so long in the tank and appear alive in front of everyone from such a dire, fatal situation; this had to be a trick.

He was sure. The person in the tank was Xia Liang; it couldn't be anyone else.

But all this was happening right before his eyes. Peng Changye didn't know what more to say.

"What, were you hoping my magic would fail, hoping I'd die inside? Sorry to disappoint you, huh!"

Xia Liang smiled slightly.

"How did you do it?"

Peng Changye still found it hard to believe.

"Sorry, as a magician, do you really think one would disclose their techniques to others? However, to help you understand your defeat, I'll make an exception and show you how crucial a successful prop is for a magician."

Xia Liang said with a light smile.

Then he approached the water tank, pressed a button on it, and immediately the sound of mechanisms moving could be heard.

Under everyone's gaze, the outer glass casing of the water tank abruptly detached, along with the solidified cement, disappearing, leaving only a small tank that could fit one person inside.

The small tank was not only water-free but also very clean, leaving everyone on-site astonished, while Peng Changye was so shocked his mouth could swallow a big fish.

"How could this be, how could your tank be like this?"

Peng Changye asked in disbelief.

"What's impossible about it?"

Xia Liang asked with a smile.

"I checked before; our tanks were the same. Why does yours have such a compartment?"