Ten seconds flashed by in an instant.
Within a 500-meter radius, there were still nearly three hundred people, each one a fourth-tier fighter, each carrying a strong self-confidence, wanting to see what Zhao Yu would do.
"I gave you the opportunity. If you can't seize it, don't blame me!"
Zhao Yu said indifferently and then raised his hand to snap his fingers.
"Snap~!"
The crisp sound echoed, and the whole place went silent.
"What's going on?!"
People from afar looked at the situation in the center, not understanding the significance of Zhao Yu's snap.
"It doesn't seem to have any power, does it?"
"It looks like nothing happened!"
People at a distance were puzzled. After Zhao Yu's snap, nothing seemed to have happened to the people around.
"Wait, something's not right!"
Someone suddenly realized something and shouted out loud.
"Haven't you noticed it's too quiet inside?!"
"They were talking a lot just now, but now..."
