Chapter 1092

Not only did Qi Ling have such doubts, but several of the players also sighed, because the person in front of her was a little Lori with two ponytails. Although she looked very cute, the strong sense of pressure inadvertently emitted from her body had told everyone her identity.

"Hello, the remaining eight players." little Laurie smiled and said to several people, "I'm the referee of your next game. My name is Shi Meng."

"Maybe some of you have met me, but don't expect me to favor you!" Shi Meng said, looking at Qi Ling.

Yes, this little Lori is the person Qi Ling and others met in the ruins before. There, Qi Ling also drank her cup of tea.

Although I guessed at that time that she should be a big man in the demon world, otherwise she wouldn't have such a sense of oppression, I didn't expect that she would be one of the seven demon kings in the demon world.

"After you go out later, you will see a group of people who like to make trouble most in the demon world." Shi Meng said at this time, "you may not adapt to facing so many people for the first time, but just make it through. This is also the first test for you to enter the demon world."

"Remember, if you can't hold it, come behind me and the pressure will naturally disappear. Don't think of yourself. It won't do you any good."

No one will take the dream to heart. What everyone will face later is the most powerful force in the demon world. It's not a joke.

"As for the rules of the game, Alice, that girl should have told you?" Shi Meng said. "As long as you don't directly borrow the power of others, this game doesn't limit any means, you have only one goal: to defeat your enemies."

"Of course, although winning or losing is a routine thing for soldiers, since you participate in such a competition, you must be prepared for death before you come to participate in such a competition. But I don't like such a cruel competition, so you'd better not cause human life. If I think the victory or defeat is divided, I'll stop the competition."

Everyone has no objection to such competition rules. After all, everyone doesn't come with the intention of losing. Naturally, they still hope they can win. If they really lose, there is such a guarantee that everyone can let go of their body and mind to fight.

"Well, it seems that the eight of you are ready," Shi Meng said to the eight. "In that case, let's start together."

Then, under the leadership of Shi Meng, the eight people came out of the lounge and came to the competition venue.

As they imagined, the competition venue is quite large and has a very amazing viewing seat. But to their surprise, there were only five people sitting on the spectator seat at this time!

Although there were only five people, the strong sense of oppression from them almost filled the whole world, which would not make people feel that the huge venue was empty.

When their attention focused on several people, this sense of oppression suddenly became stronger, as if it had become a substantive attack, which put several people's body and spirit under a great test.

Facing such a test, Qi Ling suddenly felt some pressure, but he was able to persist. The situation of the other people was the same. Although his face was very serious, such pressure was still within their tolerance.

But just then, a fat man with a huge figure on the viewing table stood up and said with a sneer: "hum, it's true that heroes are young. It seems that you are all heroes! In that case, let me see how many skills you have!"

Just after the fat man finished speaking, suddenly, the pressure on several people increased sharply. Compared with the pressure just now, he just wanted to crush them with all his strength.

Everyone's face turned pale at this moment. Although they were eight people who resisted each other's pressure at the same time, they had no chance of winning at all. After all, it came from the pressure of a demon king.

Among the eight people, the first one couldn't hold on. It was the woman named Feiyu. Her face was pale and she vomited a mouthful of blood. Then she reluctantly walked behind Shi Meng.

As soon as he came behind Shi Meng, the strong pressure disappeared without a trace, as if there was no such thing at all. Under the power of Shi Meng, he seemed to enter another world.

But the other people didn't want to admit defeat like this, so they still insisted. When the fat man saw this situation, he also gave a cold hum and continued to increase his pressure, trying to give a blow to several people.

Under such circumstances, some people withdrew from the competition that was not a competition. Kuang San, Luna, Qianji silver and cangyue all came behind Shi Meng.

Although Qianji silver is very unwilling to this, he also knows that he will compete with Qi Ling next. If he consumes too much energy here and even hurts himself, it will make the next game disadvantageous.

So he looked at Qi Ling who was still standing there. He couldn't help thinking in a gloomy way: "hum! Let you show off your ability. You'd better consume your physical strength like this. You'd better hurt yourself again and give me the victory!" Qi Ling didn't know what qianjiyin was thinking, but of course he didn't do it because he wanted to be strong, just momentum, It has always been one's own strength. With such a little pressure, it really hasn't reached its limit. Although Qi Ling didn't know what Chu Ling thought next to him, Qi Ling believed that as long as he didn't retreat, he would never admit defeat. As the fat man continued to increase the pressure, Qi Ling and Chu Ling's bodies had insisted on their own limit edge, but Qi Ling secretly looked at real red at this time and found that it seemed very relaxed for real red. Qi Ling couldn't help feeling that this guy is really strong and a little outrageous. It seems that Zhenhong and them are not in the same state at all. They can't guess where her limit is. Seeing that he had used so much power, but the three people in front of him continued to insist, the fat man couldn't help feeling a burst of anger. In this way, isn't he ashamed of himself? Originally, his idea was to show his strength and show his skills in front of these newcomers, so as to make his organization more attractive, and maybe let several of them join him. But now, as a demon, I can't deal with these fledgling boys. It's too embarrassing.