Lu Ming was in his seat, and he didn't sit for a few minutes before ushering in his first game.

On the field in the D6 zone, almost all the players in this division gathered on the sidelines, and they still attached great importance to this game.

Among them, one is the strongest player in their division, only two levels away from advancing to the Sage, and the other is a player who has been allowed by the Demon King to join halfway.

For Lu Ming, they don't know, they only know that the other party is also the elite of the Demon King Army, and the strength should not be bad.

Lu Ming was halfway through the melon seeds, and was pulled up by the person in charge, and after going up, he saw a thin demon coming up on the opposite side, who should be the strongest player in the D6 area, as soon as the other party came on the field, he looked up at Lu Ming with his nose up, and asked him:

"You, don't you surrender directly? The gap between us, through that, should be able to see, right? ”

He pointed proudly to the top of his head.

Lu Ming looked up in confusion, not quite understanding what he was talking about, but soon, he saw a magic picture above the other party's head.

It was a blue-edged photo, and the thin demon in the photo posed a pose, which seemed to have been taken before the game, and his identity was recorded next to it:

Grade: 98

Division: D6

Ranking: 1

Just as Lu Ming was looking at this piece of information a little strangely, the Dry Thin Demon Clan on the other side spoke again:

"Got it? I'm one of the only two blue-edged powerhouses in the entire D6 division, and you, the picture frame only has a white-edged edge, what do you want to fight me? ”

Lu Ming suddenly understood.

What kind of gacha game is this? It's also rare, the Dry Thin Demon is a blue card player, so he doesn't have to think about it, it must be that the white card didn't run.

After all, the person in charge didn't know his strength, and at the beginning, he could only be placed among the white-sided players, representing the strength level of ordinary knights.

But as the game progresses, the border can be changed, so Lu Ming doesn't care much about his initial rarity.

Anyway, in the end, he was the only one who could stand in the entire assembly.

Lu Ming looked up at his own information above his head, and in the lower left corner, it was his identity information:

Grade:???

Division: D6

Rank: 18

continued to look up, and suddenly, a photo of Lu Ming just sitting in a resting seat eating fruit came into his eyes.

"Wow! I strongly request a change of race photo! ”

Lu Ming covered his face, he knew that he would be secretly photographed by the conference, and he wouldn't do such a stupid thing just now.

Lu Ming was complaining here, but the others ignored him, and their faces were all solemn, because their game had already begun.

"Hmph."

Seeing that Lu Ming had no intention of surrendering, the Dry Thin Demon Clan snorted coldly, and the magic power was wrapped around his fist, and he quickly attacked Lu Ming.

If you look closely, you can see the magic wrapped in his fist, as if he is about to break through the shackles of his body and come out of his body, which is a sign that he is about to break through the sage.

Seeing that the Dry Thin Demon Clan used all their strength as soon as they came up, the players around couldn't help but exclaim, this kind of magic strength fist, if any of them were replaced, they would be directly knocked out of the arena.

And once they are out of the field, it means they lose.

Their eyes all fell on Lu Ming's body, wanting to see how he solved it.

If he can take this blow, then it means that he is also a blue-level player, and his level is a high-level knight, at least seventy or eighty.

As for Lu Ming himself, he glanced at the attack of the Thin Demon Clan, and felt very slow.

He raised his hand, and inside was the melon seed skin he had just knocked, because he was hurriedly pulled to the competition table by the person in charge, and he didn't have time to throw it.

So Lu Ming didn't think about it, so he flicked the melon seed skin in his hand lightly.

I saw that the melon seed skin that burst out of his hand rolled up a huge air current, like a cannonball, and smashed straight towards the body of the thin demon clan.

The thin demon didn't react at all, and was directly smashed out by the cannonball, flying out of the arena and smashing into the wall of the D6 area.

With a loud bang, the stone wall could not withstand such a huge impact at all, and collapsed, and in an instant, the figures of the players in the D5 area next door appeared in their field of vision.

Seeing this scene, whether it was the players in the D6 area or the players in the D5 area next door, they all showed a shocked and worldly appearance.

The players in the D6 area were shocked by Lu Ming's destructive power, while the players in the D5 area were frightened by the collapse of the wall, scratching their heads afterwards, and they didn't know what happened in the next competition area.

"Ahem, ahem......"

The thin demon clan who was trapped in the stone pile coughed and vomited a few mouthfuls of blood, and he couldn't move, and several demon medical personnel hurriedly carried him out for treatment.

In the silence, Lu Ming also received a warning from the person in charge of the D6 district:

"Please Lu Ming, in the next competition, pay attention to the strength of your shot, otherwise you will be disqualified from the competition!"

That being said, the words of the person in charge were full of respect.

Now it seems that this strong man who was allowed by the Demon Lord to join the competition halfway must at least be a sage, and this kind of powerful guy will always have some privileges.

As long as you don't kill someone by mistake, you'll be fine.

Lu Ming shrugged his shoulders, he must have kept his hand just now, not only was the magic useless, but his strength was also a lot lighter, after all, he knew the rules of this martial arts meeting.

The competition held by that demon king was to select the strongest people who would deal with the human race next, not to consume his own combat power and prohibit bottomless damage.

There is no suspense, the winner of this game is Lu Ming.

After Lu Ming walked off the field, he received the awe-inspiring eyes of all the players in the D6 division, and everyone had only one thought in their minds at the moment, that is, please don't draw him next.

Even the strongest player in their district was given a second by a melon seed skin, and they also smashed through a wall, and they felt that if they got on, the consequences would only be worse.

Maybe it will smash through both sides and run directly to the D4 area.

After Lu Ming sat down, the walls of the D6 area were temporarily filled, and the players calmed down and began to draw their opponents to continue the next game.

The game was in full swing, and Lu Ming noticed that the players participating in the field were basically ordinary knights, the so-called white-edged players.

More than 50 levels, basically able to reach level 60, those are all players who advance to the top eight of the next round of D6 division.

In the entire D6 division, except for the 98-level Dry Thin Demon Clan who had just been eliminated by Lu Ming, the remaining blue-edged players were only a 78-level high-level knight.

This round, halfway through, no one drew Lu Ming, and everyone seemed to have forgotten the atmosphere in the D6 division, and the fear of being once dominated by Lu Ming.

It wasn't until the next person to draw an opponent sat up from his seat that the players in the D6 division couldn't help but show a cold sweat.

Because next, it's Lu Ming's turn again.