Starting With 100 Million Lives
Chapter 927: Enterprise-Level Discovery
This move greatly surprised the enemy.
"Jiang Cheng, what are you doing?"
"You’re scared, you don’t even dare to face us anymore!"
"Coward, if you have the guts, come kill us!"
In fact, they were extremely uncertain in their hearts.
Even now, they had no idea what this scale was.
And even without this scale, facing a full-strength Jiang Cheng, who could guarantee their survival?
Even Di Yong died before.
And Brother Cheng didn’t even turn his head.
He just casually said, "A bunch of pitiful dying bugs, not worth a second glance."
The other side was almost infuriated.
"What did you say!"
"Such arrogance..."
Along with their new round of curses, the scale creaked again.
This round, Brother Cheng’s swagger moved up a notch.
His side’s tray lowered once more, almost touching the lowest green line.
While the other side finally suffered casualties.
During the tray’s ascent this time, over thirty people were thrown upwards.
At the moment their hair touched the uppermost red line, a sudden change occurred!
Bang bang bang!
One ice body and one immortal body simultaneously exploded, and at the same time, their immortal souls vanished.
In the empty sky, ice rain and blood rain poured down together, dyeing the tray shockingly.
And those over thirty people died decisively.
Whether they were Emperor Realm Fourth Layer or Emperor Realm Third Layer, it made no difference.
Before they died, they had no chance to utter a sound, instantly erased.
This scene thoroughly frightened the remaining eighty-plus survivors.
"No!"
"What happened?"
"How did they die?"
"Impossible, this can’t be real, it must be an illusion!"
"What happened?"
"How did they suddenly die, who killed them?"
They didn’t even know how they died, this unknown fear instantly swept over everyone present.
A moment ago, they just suspected this scale was dangerous.
Now this danger was completely confirmed.
Facing this death, they were clueless on how to resist or counterattack.
Everyone turned their eyes to Jiang Cheng on the opposite side.
"It’s you!"
"You did this, what did you do?"
"Everyone be quiet!"
The strongest among them, Wei Chang, forcibly calmed down.
Since they couldn’t use Divine Soul Transmission here, he opted for writing in the void.
"I’ve discovered, whichever side talks more, that side rises higher!"
This ’corporate level discovery’ made everyone shudder.
They immediately ’reacted’.
Indeed, every time they cursed non-stop while Jiang Cheng on the opposite side only spoke a few words.
Then their side would rise, while Jiang Cheng’s tray would lower.
This was just too obvious!
Many patted their heads in regret.
If only they hadn’t spoken just now.
Seeing someone about to speak due to emotional agitation, Wei Chang quickly shot a murderous warning look.
"Anyone who dares say a word next, I’ll kill their whole family later!" he continued writing.
No one wanted to court death anyway, and seeing this threat, many shivered with alertness and quickly shut their mouths.
"What do we do next?" someone wrote to ask.
"Lure him to talk, let him speak more!"
Everyone nodded in agreement.
Yes, that’s what we should do!
So they closed their mouths while starting an impressive silent performance on the tray.
Some made exaggerated expressions and insulting gestures.
Some performed complex single and group movements.
Others pretended to write and draw on the ground, doing peculiar poses, hoping to provoke Jiang Cheng’s curiosity and questions.
Compared to their status as experts, these moves were childish and embarrassing.
Usually, if anyone did this in front of them, they might feel their intelligence was insulted and slap them.
But now, for survival, nothing else mattered.
The death of those thirty people was undeniable.
If the tray rose again, they’d be wiped out.
After performing for a while, they became frustrated.
Because Jiang Cheng had his back to them.
Here they also couldn’t use Divine Soul Perception, so he saw nothing.
After their busy show to the air, they could only sheepishly stop.
To remind Jiang Cheng, they must speak, which was maddening.
Fortunately, on the other side, Brother Cheng finally felt something was amiss.
Why had the noise behind him suddenly stopped?
What happened?
Curious, he turned around.
And once he turned, the experts there got excited.
They immediately jumped into action.
All sorts of funny faces, exaggerated poses, and gestures of humiliation or sarcasm.
And... all kinds of complex movements.
Even Wei Chang, a late-stage Fourth Realm of Emperor Realm strong person, widened his eyes, pouting his lips, trying hard to make a ridiculous face.
Brother Cheng almost burst out suddenly upon seeing the live performance of those eighty people.
Guys, what are you doing?
Why even the well-traveled me can’t understand?
"Excuse me... what kind of performance art is this?"
Is it some special technique from Ice Realm?
Or perhaps, a new swagger style?
He was still full of questions.
But the people opposite were greatly encouraged.
He vocalized!
He couldn’t resist talking!
Come on, speak more!
Brother Cheng couldn’t hear their thoughts, so he continued his show.
"Sigh, seeing you like this, I really feel sorrowful; illness needs early treatment!"
Though being mocked, the people opposite felt unprecedented joy.
Several almost couldn’t hold back their laughter.
Haha, tricked! Keep talking and you’re doomed.
"And for the departed." Jiang Sect Leader adjusted his expression to sorrow and helplessness.
"I just used a small portion of power, thinking they could hold on longer, really didn’t expect them to die so quickly..."
"I feel I must mourn them."
He finished and slowly closed his eyes, showing a solemn look.
The people opposite couldn’t speak, or they’d angrily rebuke his excessive arrogance.
Still only using a small portion of power?
Still mourning them?
Can you act more fake, more pretentious?
This last act of swagger became the last straw pressing down the scale.
By judgment, their indistinct actions had no swagger effect, instead lowering their status. Jiang Sect Leader won the bragging round again in the fifth cycle.
Next moment, the scale creaked again.
The tray they were on rose once more.