novelslam Chapter 1721 Max's Arrogant Words!
Chapter 1721 Max's Arrogant Words!
Inside the shattered arena, the pressure between Max and Karo continued to rise, and although neither of them had made the first move yet, everyone outside the barrier could feel that this battle was completely different from the previous nine.
The earlier opponents had charged at Max with rage, greed, or arrogance, but Karo stood there with a calm smile and a dark, restrained aura that made him seem far more dangerous than all of them combined.
He was not in a hurry to attack. He was not blinded by anger. He looked at Max as if he had already measured the value of the prey before him and was simply deciding how much effort he needed to use to take everything.
Max looked at him for a moment, then slowly rolled his shoulders as the black dragon scales covering his body gave off a faint metallic sound.
"Use your full strength," Max said calmly.
The words were not loud.
But in the quiet Combat Hall, they spread clearly to everyone watching.
For a brief instant, the entire demon side fell silent.
Then many demons widened their eyes, while some immediately showed furious expressions, because those words were not merely arrogant. They were almost insulting.
Karo had entered the arena after Max reached one million Killing Points, and from the way the other demons treated him, anyone could tell that his status and strength were far above the previous challengers.
Yet Max had not asked cautiously. He had not tested him first. He had directly told Karo to use his full strength, as if Karo was the weaker one who needed to prove himself.
Karo's smile stiffened slightly.
It was a very small change, but Max noticed it.
The dark aura around Karo became colder, and a trace of irritation finally appeared in his crimson eyes. Until now, he had been watching Max with the attitude of someone looking at an entertaining opponent, but Max's words had touched his pride.
He could accept arrogance from the strong. He could even admire it. But what he hated was when someone acted as if they were already standing above him before the battle had even begun.
"You really are interesting," Karo said slowly, though the amusement in his voice had faded. "But tell me, human, why are you acting as if you are the strongest one here?"
Max looked at him silently.
Karo took one step forward, and the dark demonic energy around his body surged slightly, causing the broken stones near his feet to tremble.
"Only the strongest has the right to ask another person to use their full strength," Karo continued, his voice becoming colder. "Only the one standing above everyone else can speak those words without sounding like a fool. So why are you saying it to me?"
The demons outside the arena immediately became excited again.
"That's right!"
"Who does this human think he is?"
"He defeated some useless trash and now thinks he can look down on Lord Karo?"
"Karo will make him understand what real strength means!"
The human participants were silent, but their hearts tightened slightly. They had already seen Max display terrifying power, and many of them believed he was monstrously strong, yet Karo's confidence was not empty either.
The aura around him alone proved that he was not someone who could be compared to the previous demons, and now that Max had provoked him so directly, the tenth battle was bound to become far more dangerous.
Among the elves, the golden-haired prince narrowed his eyes.
He was watching Max's expression.
He wanted to see whether that arrogance was a mask or true confidence.
Then Max smiled.
No.
He grinned.
It was a wide grin filled with absolute confidence, and there was not the slightest trace of hesitation, caution, or fear in his eyes.
He looked at Karo as if the question itself was amusing, as if Karo had asked something so obvious that answering it almost felt unnecessary.
"Because I am the strongest individual present in the Combat Hall."
The moment those words left Max's mouth, the entire Combat Hall seemed to freeze.
The demons stared at him in disbelief.
The humans felt their blood boil.
The elves looked at him with solemn and complicated expressions.
Even Karo's eyes narrowed sharply.
Max stood in the middle of the ruined arena with black dragon scales covering his entire body, his right hand loosely clenched at his side, and his smile filled with such fearless arrogance that for a moment, it felt as if he truly believed every word he had spoken.
No.
It was not belief.
It was certainty.
He was not boasting to intimidate Karo.
He was stating a fact in his own mind.
Karo stared at Max for several breaths, then slowly lowered his head and laughed. The laugh was soft at first, but it gradually became colder, deeper, and far more dangerous.
The dark demonic energy around him began to rise like black smoke from an abyss, and the air inside the arena turned heavy enough that even the barrier seemed to ripple faintly under the pressure.
"The strongest individual in the Combat Tower?" Karo repeated, his smile returning, though this time it carried a sharp killing intent. "Good. Very good."
He raised his eyes and looked directly at Max.
"Then I will personally tear that title from your mouth."
Max's grin did not fade.
"Try."
The word was simple.
But it struck the entire Combat Hall like a spark falling into a sea of oil.
In the next instant, Karo's demonic aura erupted, and a dense wave of dark energy rushed out from his body like black smoke bursting from the mouth of an abyss.
The shattered arena trembled beneath him, the broken stones around his feet rose into the air, and the pressure he released was so much stronger than the previous demons that many participants outside the barrier immediately understood why he had been so confident.
Karo was not one of those ordinary challengers who relied on brute force and anger. His power was refined, heavy, and cruelly controlled, and the moment he released it, the atmosphere inside the Combat Hall changed as if a true predator had finally stepped onto the battlefield.
Max stood in front of him without moving, his black dragon scales gleaming coldly under the dark pressure, and the wide grin on his face did not fade even slightly.