Rebirth: Reading Becomes a God

Chapter 877 The Voice of Opposition

Each picked an opponent they thought was soft.

Ye Chen looked around, thinking whether he should stop it or not.

Sudden.

An old man slowly stood up from the corner of the basement, his body surged with spiritual power, and he let out a shocking cry.

The voice exploded in everyone's ears like thunder.

"Stop me all!"

Everyone froze in place.

Their eyes are full of disbelief, what the hell are they doing?
Indiscriminately killing innocent people, depriving others of their lives for no reason.

Is this something one should do?
Many of them were weak-willed and collapsed on the ground, weeping bitterly.

Sadness is contagious.

One pass two, two pass ten, ten pass one hundred...

In an instant, the entire basement was like a purgatory, crying one after another.

This kind of thing happened often, and the scholar didn't care.

He said to the waiter at the side: "Do you believe it or not, the old man who spoke just now will lead everyone to rebel and try to escape?"

The service staff was taken aback, and asked curiously, "Aren't you afraid? If they all run away, how will you report to the lord?"

"Hey, it's mainly because they can't escape."

The scholar narrowed his eyes, lost in memory.

"I've witnessed four such occasions. Almost every time there were leaders who led riots and rebellions, but guess what happened to them?"

"Small ignorance, I really can't think of it."

"In the end, there was no hope of escaping. Everyone was furious. The first to kill was the person who led the escape."

The scholar continued: "Would you like to take a gamble? I think the old man will die first."

"Huh? I dare not bet with you."

The waiter backed away secretly.

He is not in the same rank as the scholar.

If you win, you will inevitably be put on small shoes.

Losing, the scholar will lose face.

In any case, he couldn't accept this bet.

But he can't pick it up, but someone can pick it up.

At this time, another person came down from the elevator. He walked over slowly and laughed maniacally: "Wei Shusheng, you are really talented, and you want to bet against the waiter!"

"Hmph, Ji Deming, what are you doing here?"

"Of course I'm here to supervise you, the lord personally gave the order."

"It's unnecessary." The scholar snorted coldly, apparently at odds with Ji Deming.

"Come on, he won't bet with you, I will bet with you, how about?"

"Okay, but betting is a gamble, and you can't have a lottery." The scholar said lightly.

"No problem, what are you betting on?"

"Gamble your life, dare you?"

Ji Deming took a deep look at the scholar.

In the entire Jianghai branch, the only person who can compete with him is the scholar.

So both of them regard each other as a thorn in the flesh, a thorn in the side.

But they've always been petty friction, never quite so tit for tat.

Could it be that the scholar has heard some rumors recently?
How could he be so eager for quick success?

That's right.

The scholar also had no intention of knowing.

Mo Feiyu wants to train Ji Deming as his successor.

This news came as a bolt from the blue to the scholar.

So he wants to kill each other.

Naturally, Ji Deming would not be cowardly, he nodded: "Okay, then we will bet on our lives. I don't think the old man will be the first victim, how about it?"

"Okay, it's a deal."

The bet of their lives was formally established.

This made Ye Chen who was in the basement stunned.

How could he risk his life so hastily?
Is it a bit of a joke?
Ye Chen pinched his chin, and the evil taste in his heart gradually rose.

To be honest, he has a little disdain for scholars and is going to help Ji Deming.

At this time, the voice of the old man came again from the field.

"Everyone, don't cry. It is definitely not killing each other at this time. When we give up hope, we must unite and break their shackles. We have paid so much for the Tribunal, why should we obey their orders? Isn't it just a Shatter the glass? This old man will shatter it!"

Everyone stood up.

"Yes, why should we follow their rules?"

"Break the glass and set us free."

"One person may not be able to break bulletproof glass, but I believe that as long as we are united, we can definitely break it."

In an instant, the fire of hope was ignited in everyone's heart.

Looking at the glass that is only a few centimeters thick, I am full of confidence and strength.

The scholar on the opposite side sneered.

He has seen this kind of plot too many times, but every time they failed.

He said to Ji Deming: "Do you believe it or not? This old man will definitely call on everyone to attack the same point of the bulletproof glass in a while, intending to smash the glass with the method of water drop through stone."

Ji Deming shook his head: "This is bulletproof glass. The method you mentioned is only suitable for tempered glass. I don't think they should be so stupid."

"Really? Haha, let's wait and see."

Looking back at the old man again, he walked up to everyone and drew a dot on the glass.

"Everyone hit the glass with me at the same point, water drops through stone, as long as our strength is strong enough, even bulletproof glass can't withstand our attack."

"it is good!"

A hundred calls.

The old man nodded in satisfaction and made the first move.

With one punch, the power is like overwhelming the river, and even the air is bursting with noise.

"boom!"

The bulletproof glass made a huge vibration, as if it would break in the next moment.

Everyone was immediately excited, and even more amazed at the strength of the old man.

"Old man, your strength is strong. I'm afraid you have already completed the foundation establishment. You are really envious of us young people."

The old man waved his hands with a stinky face: "I'm old and useless, the world will still belong to you young people in the future."

Everyone nodded heavily, as if they had been endowed with great expectations, they began to attack the glass one after another.

The scholar laughed out loud inside, and even burst into tears.

"Did you see it? This is the pattern of these low-level people. A mere foundation establishment is enshrined as a god. Also, am I right? They will definitely try to escape in such a stupid way."

Ji Deming's face was ugly, and he wanted to remind everyone.

But think about it, because it's useless to say it.

Unless he personally shattered the glass.

"Hmph, don't be complacent, maybe they can really break the glass through hard work."

The scholar glanced at his mouth: "Let's see."

Everyone entered the stage one by one, and they all hit the bulletproof glass with their strongest moves.

One hundred times, five hundred times, eight hundred times, fifteen hundred times...

In the end, they played tens of thousands of times, and even Ye Chen pretended to play more than ten times.

But the bulletproof glass is still the same bulletproof glass, and everyone is panting from exhaustion.

They don't have the support of food and water, but they have to use all their strength to make more than a dozen attacks, which consumes a lot of energy on their bodies.

And at this moment, voices of opposition appeared in the crowd.

"Is this your leadership? Why do you feel that it is useless except to waste your energy?"

(End of this chapter)