In everyone's eyes.
The boy with the backpack walked slowly up to the platform.
Among the people on stage, his figure seemed a bit thin, and he wasn't particularly tall.
You dare step onto the stage? Want to kill me? Ha! Then let's see if you really have what it takes!
Wild Monkey stared coldly at Evan as he walked onto the stage.
There was a fierce glint in his eyes, and deep within them, a hint of savagery flickered.
My favorite thing is killing trash like you. Acting all mysterious, still carrying a backpack—what, you think you're here for a vacation? In a minute, I'll dig out your heart and liver, roast them, and see how they taste!
Wild Monkey sneered, licking the corner of his lips.
Not far away, Yvonne Ding saw the boy step onto the stage, and her heart skipped a beat.
Below the stage, Megan Liu looked at the fierce Wild Monkey. Hearing his words, her face turned pale.
"Whoa, they're really going all out." Keaton Wang was startled and swallowed nervously.
"You may begin."
Old Madam Ding's gaze was indifferent. Seeing someone step onto the stage, she turned to Derrick Ding and spoke.
After speaking, she turned to Elder Mark Mu: "When this round is over, I'll have someone bring Wild Monkey to you. You can have a good chat with him."
"Alright," Elder Mark Mu nodded, a hint of anticipation on his face.
He was thinking to himself: if Wild Monkey's strength is good enough, he could bring him back to the valley.
As for Evan, who was to face Wild Monkey, Elder Mark Mu saw him as insignificant.
After all, Elder Mark Mu couldn't sense any power from that guy—he just looked like a regular person.
Someone brought tea to Old Madam Ding and Elder Mark Mu.
"Let the match begin!"
Ding Shanhe announced loudly.
As soon as he finished speaking, chaos erupted on the stage.
Everyone in this group was strong, but once on stage, most locked onto their chosen opponents.
Just now, Wild Monkey and Evan Lin had been trading insults. The others on stage didn't interfere with their fight.
Come on! Let me see how you're going to kill me!
Wild Monkey's eyes widened in fury, and with a wild roar, he crouched slightly—then, in the next instant, shot toward Evan Lin like a cannonball.
He was so fast that his movement left streaks of afterimages hanging in the air.
Wild Monkey is way too fast!
How can he be this fast? That guy's speed is unreal!
Most of the audience focused on Wild Monkey. Seeing the afterimages he left in the air, they couldn't help but shout excitedly.
Oh no, oh no! Lin-ge might get beaten to death!" Keaton Wang looked anxious as he watched.
Megan Liu didn't even dare to watch.
Relax, Wild Monkey's speed won't matter. He has no idea just how strong Evan really is!" Shawn Shi said with confidence.
Just watch that kid die!" Zhen He looked cold and smug, gloating. He hadn't expected Wild Monkey to be this strong.
Eric Ding let out a bitter laugh and shook his head. "Inner Strength isn't everything. Running into Wild Monkey—well, that's just bad luck for him."
Yes, this kid is teachable. That speed—he must have mastered some secret technique. Wild Monkey's strength is truly impressive. Leighton City really is full of hidden talents.
Elder Mark Mu watched the scene on stage, nodding with admiration.
He picked up his teacup, lifted the lid, and blew gently.
The fragrance of tea wafted through the air.
It was freshly brewed Longjing, the leaves swirling in the hot water.
Elder Mark Mu lowered his head, took a sip, and looked utterly content.
He was already thinking about how to persuade Wild Monkey to become a Medicine King Valley Guardian.
But just as he finished his sip and looked up at the stage, his previously calm eyes suddenly widened in shock. His hand trembled, spilling a few drops of hot tea onto his hand.
How could this be!
Elder Mark Mu's old eyes were wide open. For a long moment, he couldn't recover from the shock.
On stage, Evan Lin calmly withdrew his hand. At his feet, Wild Monkey's head and body were separated.
Wild Monkey's body was half-kneeling before Evan Lin, his head rolled to the side, his final expression frozen in a fierce snarl.
Killing you is like killing a dog.
So noisy, but you couldn't even take a single move from me.
Evan Lin's expression was calm as he raised his foot and kicked Wild Monkey's head away.
The head flew through the air and landed right in front of Elder Mark Mu.
Elder Mark Mu's face turned grim.
Just a second ago...
Wild Monkey had charged at Evan Lin at full speed, arms circling, aiming a double elbow strike to snap Evan's neck.
Evan Lin didn't retreat or dodge. The moment Wild Monkey rushed in, Evan drew a hand-blade across and severed his neck.
Blood still hung in the air.
But not a single drop landed on Evan Lin.
The atmosphere was silent and suffocating.
All the excitement sparked by Wild Monkey's speed instantly froze.
"Wild Monkey... just died like that?" Someone in the crowd couldn't believe it.
"What just happened... Wasn't he really fast? How did his head just disappear in an instant?" A wealthy businessman in the audience turned to the person next to him, asking in disbelief.
"No idea... That young man is just... way too strong."
Most people stared at Evan Lin on stage, still unable to believe what they'd just seen.
In just one second, the mighty Wild Monkey had gone from alive to dead. The blood-soaked headless corpse on stage and Wild Monkey's head at Elder Mark Mu's feet told the whole story.
"Did Lin-ge win?" Keaton Wang's voice trembled as he covered Megan Liu's eyes, afraid she'd be frightened by the scene.
Zhen He looked cold, Cheng Feng's heart sank, Old Madam Ding squinted thoughtfully, while Wendy Ding watched the young man on stage with great interest.
After a brief silence...
The audience suddenly realized something important and began asking around about the young man's name and background.
If they got the chance, they definitely wanted to get to know him. If he could be recruited, he'd be an absolute asset!
On the high platform, the fighters who'd been locked in fierce battle all stopped as if on cue, turning to look at Evan Lin.
Their expressions were complicated—some were shocked, some suspicious, some afraid, and some harbored deep murderous intent.
The fighter closest to Evan Lin was so terrified he jumped straight off the stage.
He felt, deep in his bones, the despairing chill of the killing intent that had erupted from the young man's seemingly thin body in that instant.
The young man stood on the platform, his gaze cold as he swept his eyes over the crowd.
He straightened his baseball cap, then kicked Wild Monkey's corpse off the platform.
"Any of you want to come at me together?"