Jun Wuchen held his forehead helplessly, but there was a doting curve on the corner of his lips.
He was actually not worried about Luo'er's ability to participate in the competition, but the look of helplessness on her face now made people laugh.
You can’t walk but you can’t walk, and you can’t fight even if you fight.
Just standing there bored, passively accepting everyone's onlookers and complaints.
That's right, many of the warriors who were watching were impatient with waiting and started complaining one after another.
"Isn't there really a fool who will abstain voluntarily?"
"The time for a stick of incense is coming soon..."
"What's going on? Is she really so lucky that she advanced without having to fight?"
"Damn, why don't I have such good luck?"
Complain, complain, envy, envy and hate.
A steady stream of various discussions reached Yunluo's ears.
She couldn't help but put her hand on her forehead and sighed quietly.
I'm so envious.
She wished her opponent could come out quickly and finish the fight, which was better than standing here being pointed at and watched.
Yun Luo is also very confident in his own strength.
Others envied her for winning without a fight, but she felt it was useless.
Because regardless of whether she fights or not, she will definitely be the winner in the end. Instead of waiting to win without a fight, it is better to fight directly.
With this in mind, Yun Luo continued to wait boredly.
Time passes little by little, and the stick of incense is getting closer and closer.
Just when everyone thought that the outcome of this game was decided, and Yun Luo was about to win without a fight——
Suddenly, a tall and strong black shadow fell from the sky!
"Boom!" fell heavily onto the playing field.
When both feet hit the ground, the ground suddenly sunk three inches, leaving a pair of footprints.
Yun Luo's eyebrows twitched fiercely, and he looked in shock.
The visitor was seen wearing a large black robe and a hood, and his face could not be seen clearly. He was holding a sharp machete in his hand, with the tip of the knife pointing to the ground. His whole body was as powerful as a blazing flame, yet extremely cold. What’s even more shocking is that this mysterious man in black robes is surging with spiritual power fluctuations——
The peak of the eighth level!!
The crowd burst into an uproar; "This man is so strong!"
"What a terrifying momentum!"
"Where did this top powerhouse come from? This...isn't this too scary?"
"It's over, this girl is doomed!"
"Not only losing, but also whether you can save your life is a question..."
Because Yun Luo has no intention of showing off her strength, she usually has a restrained aura, and it is difficult to tell from the surface. Especially from the perspective of warriors who are not as strong as her, they may even think that she is not much different from ordinary people.
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In contrast, the man in black robe opposite is full of momentum, like a beast that has just been released from the cage, full of dangerous aura, which makes people retreat three feet at a glance.
Comparing the two, many people felt sorry for Yun Luo and felt that she was dead.
But there are also many people who are suddenly excited and their faces flush with excitement:
"Finally a strong man has emerged, and now there is something good to watch!"
"Who was bragging about how powerful this girl was just now? Now, we've met someone even more powerful!"
"I also said that she was lucky and almost won without a fight. I didn't expect... How could she be so lucky? She is simply unlucky!"
After fighting so many games, the most powerful warrior who appeared was only at the seventh level.