"Who is so angry? Before you go to Jubaoshan, you have to fight first?" As soon as Balk's words landed, a very disdainful voice came from the backstage, and at this time, the eight players who became the top eight had all come to the ring in the front desk to wait for the boss of the tournament organizer to personally grant the qualification token.

As soon as he heard this, whether it was Balke, Rod, or other players, there was disdain in their eyes at the same time, and at this time, the host was slowly coming to the front desk from the backstage, and everyone's eyes fell on him subconsciously. However, when the top eight players saw that there was a group of people behind the host, their eyes couldn't help but stare in an instant.

I saw that the host was respectfully holding a plate with both hands at this time, like a maid, bowing his head to open the way for the group behind him, and there was a stack of tokens made of platinum on the plate, exuding dazzling light. Behind the host was a group of ugly and hideous strong men, a total of eight people, all wearing all white gold helmets and gray armor.

Although they walked quietly behind the host without making any sound, their arrogant demeanor and the inadvertent smugness on their faces clearly showed that the identity of these people was far higher than that of the host. Everyone just glanced at these strong men, and they all had expressions of disdain and ridicule.

However, when they subconsciously used their breath to probe the breath of the strong men, they were shocked in their hearts, and their brows couldn't help frowning. Those with strong willpower are just a little faster in their heartbeat, but those with slightly weaker willpower are all startled by the strong man in front of them.

Involuntarily took a big step back, and invariably gasped.

"It's so strong! Everyone has the strength of a high-level cultivator, the strongest have reached the peak level of a high-level cultivator, and the weakest also have the strength of a high-level cultivator at the middle level!" Wuqi was suddenly shocked in his heart, and he said softly.

Nakorulu and Theseus glanced at each other, and immediately saw the shock in each other's eyes. The next moment, all the disdain in their eyes was gone, and some were just self-deprecating.

Being able to stand out among more than 1,000 players and finally easily become one of the top eight is definitely enough to make them proud in their hearts, but compared with the eight strong men who have just walked out of the backstage, whether it is the arrogant Balke, or the always indifferent Rod, or the naturally cheerful Wuqi, they all feel palpitations.

These three people have all reached the level of advanced cultivators in strength, and even they are afraid of those eight strong men, not to mention Na Ke Lulu, the strength of Xiusi is only intermediate cultivator level players.

When the eight strong men swaggered out of the backstage with the host, came to the ring and glanced at all the eight players with disdain, they stood still at the same time, and then suddenly turned around and bowed to the backstage with great respect, and said in unison: "Boss! The strength of the eight players has been reviewed, and it has improved a level as a whole compared to the last time." ”

The voice fell, and the laughter rang out, still coming from the backstage. The players had already felt the pressure on the strength of the eight strong men, but now when they heard that there was still a boss in their mouths who did not appear, everyone remembered the voice just now.

Except for the eight strong men who can be called the boss, they really can't think of anyone else. Sure enough, after the strong men finished reporting the work assigned by their boss in unison, a middle-aged man with a height of one meter and eight heads, but an extremely cold appearance, slowly walked out of the backstage.

He walked very slowly, every step was extremely ordinary, he looked careless, he didn't seem to have the slightest interest in the report of the strong men just now, and even kept snorting while walking. At first glance, it looks like he hasn't fully woken up. However, being so respected by the eight strong men, the players did not dare to despise this person.

The middle-aged man had a pair of pointed eyebrows, like two sharp knives stabbed into his face, his eyes were slightly squinted, but the color of his eyes was different from all the players and strong men present, not the most ordinary black and blue, but coffee.

The middle-aged man wears a special helmet on his head, which looks exactly like the helmets of the eight strong men, but unlike them, a golden feather is stuck in the top of his helmet. The feathers looked very ordinary, but after the eight strong men saw the golden feather on the top of the middle-aged man's head, their faces all showed respectful and apprehensive expressions. ,

Balk was already extremely confident in his own strength, and even after the arrival of the eight strong men, he was only slightly surprised in his heart, and he was not as shocked as the other players. After all, his identity was extraordinary, and there were many master-level cultivators he had seen, not to mention these high-level cultivators.

However, when he saw the middle-aged man appear, and subconsciously used his breath to probe the other party's breath, the fear on Balk's face was finally completely replaced by surprise.

It turned out to be the breath of the master-level realm! I really didn't expect that it was just an ordinary competition, and the leader of the organizer actually had this kind of strength, I really underestimated them.

"Why don't you speak? I'm asking you. Don't you want to fight again? Why don't you have the courage to say it now?" Balk has seen a lot of master-level powerhouses, but he has only seen them, and he has never really fought against them, let alone talked to each other under the coercion of master-level powerhouses.

From the time he was born until the middle-aged man appeared just now, he had always felt that there was nothing great about a master-level powerhouse, as long as he continued to work hard, becoming a master-level powerhouse was just around the corner, and it was not even impossible to surpass.

However, after the middle-aged man really made eye contact with him, he suddenly felt as if his whole body was tied by a rope, and he couldn't move for half a minute, and an invisible pressure emanating from the other party's body was so overwhelming that he couldn't even breathe.

Balk's face suddenly turned pale, and it was only then that he finally understood why the master-level powerhouse he had seen at the beginning could be so different from the middle-aged man in front of him. It's not that the master-level powerhouses he came into contact with before are not strong, but that those master-level powerhouses are afraid of their uncles, and they deliberately don't release their coercion when they come into contact with him.

Even Balk felt the invisible coercion, and the others felt even more, Nakolulu and Xius, who were a whole level lower than Balk, did not hear the exact words in their ears after hearing the middle-aged man ask again, but as if they suddenly heard rumbling thunder.

Every time the middle-aged man spit out a word, it was as if a spring thunder suddenly exploded in their minds, making their eardrums tingling, and their hearts were instantly unstable, and their bodies shook, and they couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood at the same time.

"Who doesn't have the guts! I'm going to fight!" After being stimulated by the middle-aged man's words, Balk's previous pressure and jealousy were instantly swept away, and the nameless fire suddenly appeared again, straight to his head, making Balk's eyes appear thick with fire again. He suddenly roared angrily and said.

His mood at this time was very hot, and even the surface of his body seemed to have a thick layer of gold. "I really didn't see that just a high-level cultivator would dare to talk to me like this. I appreciate you though. The middle-aged man suddenly clapped his hands and laughed when he saw Balk's reaction, and the eight strong men couldn't help but be stunned when they saw the boss behaving like this.

Although none of them spoke, and none of them even dared to raise their heads, they all showed incredible looks in their eyes, and at the same time secretly said in their hearts: "Boss, what's wrong today? If according to his usual temper, shouldn't that kid have gone to see Hades a long time ago? I don't understand.

It's normal for them not to understand, the middle-aged man is powerful, and his experience is naturally not less, and of course his thoughts can't be compared to those stupid followers who only know how to cultivate but can't use their brains. Otherwise, he would not have been able to sit firmly on the neutral land of the Mentuo Plateau for so many years.

"Boy, you're saying a good thing. With this courage and talent, you can survive smoothly in Jubao Mountain, otherwise you should go home early. Since you want to fight that kid named Wuqi so much, I'll approve it. However, I have one condition and one reward attached to this fight. ”

The middle-aged man looked at Balk with a smile for a long time, and suddenly his eyes were cold, and he said: "The condition is that this game is over, and neither of you can play to death." As long as one side admits defeat or falls out of the ring, it will be over, as for the reward. If the two of you win, whoever wins will be the captain of this adventure team. Does anyone else disagree?"

This time, the middle-aged man's tone was very calm, and he quietly withdrew his coercion, so that Hughes and Nakolulu and all the other players could hear it clearly, but they had no interest in the captain's position. For them, they have only one purpose for going to Jubaoshan, and that is the medal. Anything else, no one cares. ,

Therefore, after the middle-aged man's voice fell, he didn't hear anyone's objections, so he slowly walked into the ring, glanced at everyone with a smile, nodded and said, "Okay." Then you put away the token first. The contest, after you have put away the tokens, you can start. ”

After speaking, I saw his right hand swaying in front of the eight strong men, and the eight strong men all rose from the ground at the same time under his wave, and turned into nine streamers with him and entered the backstage. He didn't leave one of his subordinates, only the host remained, and at the same time threw out a commanding word: "You still preside over this game." The audience should love it. ”

"Yes. Top dog. The host immediately bowed to the backstage respectfully, and it was only then that his heart, which had been beating wildly, finally came to his senses and involuntarily breathed a long sigh of relief. Although his face slowly returned to calm, he was still afraid of the coercion that appeared after the boss suddenly appeared just now.

In less than a minute, all eight players received their tokens, and the last play-off match of the competition finally began under the passionate and excited announcement of the host.

Wuqi and Balk stood opposite each other, neither of them spoke, they seemed very quiet, but their expressions were different, Wuqi's face was the excitement of being able to fight with a strong man like Balk who was a level higher than himself, and his eyes even showed a bright black light, while Balke's face was full of anger.

This anger was silent, but it was suppressed for too long, and it directly made his body seem to be shrouded in a layer of flames, and the momentum was very terrifying. However, when the host retreated to the sidelines, no one noticed that a faint disdain suddenly flashed on Balk's face.

Wuqi didn't find out, but even if he found out, he would only regard this disdain as the other party's contempt for him, but he wouldn't think of Balk's anger at this time was no longer just aimed at himself, but also the middle-aged man who had almost suffocated his mind just now.

Who do you think you are? Just a strong man with mere master-level strength dares to talk to me like this? I'll keep this account in mind with you first, and I'll settle it later. You actually want me to listen to you and not kill Wuqi? There is no door! Wuqi, he will die! I will kill him in front of you right away, see what you can do with me!