Ye Bufan thought for a moment.
In the end, he wrote the words 'Holy King' on it.
Soon, on the virtual interface.
Ye Bufan's message appeared.
[Contestant: Holy King]
[Spirit: 1.0]
[Awakened Ability: Unknown] Or perhaps it had yet to awaken.
It was a very simple message.
"Alright, little brother."
"When the time comes for the competition, just come out when your name is called.”
Zhao Gao first gave some casual instructions.
Then, he went to arrange his own matters.
"It's alright, Big Brother Bufan. This is just a test.”
"Besides, don't you still have Wei Xiaobai's Evil Tiger Saber?”
"Even a Spiritualist with spiritual power below 2.0 can't defeat you.”
Yi Miaozhu came to Ye Bufan's side.
He comforted her.
Ye Bufan shook his head casually.
He didn't really care.
In the arena.
It was also being carried out fervently.
Half an hour later.
The entire group arena was filled with voices.
It was finally time for the most important match of the day.
“Ladiesandgentlemen”
At this moment, a host in a suit and leather collar stood up.
He looked at the noisy and passionate people and said,
"The most eye-catching moment of the day has finally arrived!”
"The finale of today's ranking competition.
He was a Spirit Practitioner who had participated in a hundred matches and had never lost!”
"I don't think I need to say it. Everyone knows who he is, right?”
"Let us shout out his name!”
"Night Assassin!"
"Night Assassin!"
"Night Assassin!"
"Night Assassin!"
……
The crowd began to cheer and shout.
The name of this expert.
"D * mn, I didn't expect this finale expert.”
"It's actually the Night Killer."
Yi Miaozhu, who was far away, heard the name of the Night Killer.
He exclaimed.
"Is the Night Killer very strong?"
Ye Bufan looked at the excited crowd.
He asked Yi Miaozhu in confusion.
"Strong!"
"So terrifyingly strong!"
"So strong that it's inhumane!"
"He's the strongest Spirit Practitioner I've ever seen, although he's not the strongest.”
"But he is definitely the most brutal spirit!”
At this point.
Yi Miaozhu's face was filled with respect and worship.
Ye Bufan looked at Yi Miaozhu and thought that her words sounded so strange.
"Since you make him sound so powerful, I'll take care of him.”
"I'm very curious how strong he is.”
"The Night Killer is a Spirit Warrior with a strength of 3.0.”
"Rumor has it that before he came here.”
"He's a mercenary who travels the galaxy.”
"But for some reason, he stopped being a mercenary.”
"I came to the 100th floor of the Black Dragon Building.”
"After becoming a competitor here, you become the uncrowned king.”
"Don't underestimate this assassin of the night.”
"He fought a total of 101 battles here.”
"Each battle will not exceed 10 moves,"
"And within 10 moves, he will definitely kill the challenger!”
"Therefore, when an ordinary challenger faces the Night Assassin, they will be able to defeat him.”
"They will choose to surrender as soon as possible!”
Yi Miaozhu subconsciously gave it to Ye Bufan.
He explained the origins of the Night Killer.
"Next, I wonder which unlucky person will encounter the Night Assassin.”
Yi Miaozhu said casually.
After a while, the Spirit Practitioner called the Night Killer.
He walked out from a large door in the distance.
He was wearing pitch-black armor.
He held a black spear in his hand.
This armor was very technological.
Electric arcs flickered on it.
On the contrary, the black spear in his hand.
It gave off an ordinary feeling.
"Is that the Dark Night Killer's Dark Night Armor?”
"I heard that this is a [B] class equipment!”
A rich kid.
He looked at the black armor on the Night Killer.
She said enviously.
"That's nothing."
"Do you see the spear in the Night Killer's hand?”
"I heard that the black spear is an [A] class weapon!”
"The entire spear was forged from meteorites in the starry sky.”
"It also contains the technology of a 10.0 Spirit user!”
A bespectacled rich kid looked at the black spear in the Night Assassin's hand.
He explained with conviction.
The Night Killer arrived at the center of the arena.
He placed his hands on his chest and stood calmly on the spot.
But even so, an invisible and intangible pressure bloomed from his body.
Those who were timid saw the Night Killer.
They would be so frightened that they would not be able to say a word.
When the host saw the Dark Night Killer, he was so scared that he could not speak.
Even in such a scene.
It had already been done hundreds of times.
The host was still the same, unable to suppress his reverence for the Night Killer.
Immediately after, the host began to read the names of today's opponents.
"The other contestant today is a newcomer who is here for the first time.”
"His spiritual power is only an ordinary 1.0."
"And this newcomer's name is Saint King!”
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