Lu Ming was in his seat, and without sitting for a few minutes, he ushered in his first game.

In the d6 zone, almost all the players in this division are surrounded by the sidelines. They still value this game very much.

Among them, one is the strongest player in their division, only two levels short of being able to advance to the sages, and the other is a player who was licensed by Lord Demon to join midway.

For Lu Ming, they don't understand, they only know that the opponent is also an elite of the Demon King's army, and the strength should not be bad.

Lu Ming was knocked halfway by melon seeds and was pulled up by the person in charge. After going up, he saw a skinny demons walking up from the opposite side. He should be the strongest player in the d6 zone. As soon as the opponent came on the field, he looked up. Looking at Lu Ming through his nose, he asked him:

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

He pointed proudly on the top of his head.

Lu Ming looked up confusedly. He didn't quite understand what he was talking about, but soon he saw a magical movie on the other's head.

It was a blue-edged photo. In the photo, the skinny demon had a pose, which seemed to be taken before the game, and his identity was recorded next to it:

Level: 98

Division: d6

Rank: 1

Just as Lu Ming looked at this message strangely, the skinny demons on the opposite side spoke again:

"Understood? I'm one of the only two strong blue borders in the entire d6 division, and you, the frame has only white borders, what can you fight with me?"

Lu Ming suddenly understood.

Is this a draw game? It's also a rarity. The Dry Skinny Demon is a blue card player, so he doesn't have to think about it, it must be the white card that hasn't run.

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

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

Anyway, at the end of the conference, he is the only one who can stand.

Lu Ming raised his head and glanced at his information above his head. In the lower left corner, his identity information:

grade:? ? ?

Division: d6

Ranking: 18

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

"Wow! I strongly ask for another photo of the game!"

Lu Ming covered his face. He had known that he would be secretly photographed by the conference. He just stopped doing such stupid things.

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

"Humph."

Seeing that Lu Ming had no intention of surrendering, the thin demons snorted coldly, entwining their fists with magic power, and quickly attacked Lu Ming.

If you look closely, you can see the magic power wrapped around his fist, as if he was about to break through the shackles of his body, coming out of his body. This was a sign that he was about to break through the sages.

Seeing the dry skinny demons used their full strength as soon as they came up, the surrounding players couldn't help but exclaimed that this kind of magical strength fist can't survive any of them, and they will be beaten out of the arena directly.

Once they are out of the game, it means they have lost.

Their eyes all fell on Lu Ming, wanting to see how he solves it.

If he can endure this blow, then it means that he is also a blue-level player, a high-level knight, at least 70 or 80.

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

He raised his hand, and inside was the melon seed skin he had just knocked on, because the person in charge hurriedly pulled it onto the competition stage and hadn't had time to throw it.

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

I saw the melon seed skin rushing out of his hand, curling up a huge air current, like a cannonball, directly hitting the skinny demons.

The skinny demon didn't react at all, so he was smashed out by the shell, flew out of the arena, and smashed on the wall of the d6 area.

With a loud "bang", the stone wall could not withstand such a huge impact and collapsed. In an instant, the silhouettes of the players in the d5 area next door appeared in their field of vision.

Seeing this scene, no matter it is the players in the d6 area or the players in the d5 area next door, they all showed a horrified and worldly appearance.

The players in the d6 zone were shocked by Lu Ming's destructive power, while the players in the d5 zone were frightened by the collapse of the wall and scratched their heads afterwards. They didn't know what happened in the next division.

"Cough, cough..."

The skinny Mozu who was trapped in the rock piled up a few mouthfuls of blood with a dry cough, and couldn't move. Several Mozu medical staff hurriedly carried him out for treatment.

In the silence, Lu Ming also received a warning from the person in charge of d6:

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

Even so, the words of the person in charge are full of respect.

Now it seems that the strong man who was licensed by Lord Demon to join the game halfway through, at least has to be a sage~lightnovelpub.net~ such a powerful guy will always have some privileges.

As long as it doesn't kill someone by mistake, it's okay.

Lu Ming shrugged. He must have kept his hands just now. Not only is the magic useless, but the strength is also much lighter. After all, he knows the rules of this martial arts meeting.

The game held by that demon king was to select the next strong man to deal with humans, rather than to consume his own combat power and prohibit no bottom line damage.

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

After Lu Ming walked off the field, he won the awe of all the players in the d6 division. Everyone has only one idea in their minds at the moment, that is, please don't draw him next.

Even the most powerful player in their area was given a second by a melon seed, and even smashed through a wall. They felt that if they went up, the consequences would only be worse.

Maybe it will smash through both sides and ran directly to the d4 area.

After Lu Ming sat down, the wall in zone d6 was temporarily filled up, and the players calmed down and began to draw their opponents to continue the next game.

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

There are more than fifty levels, basically those who can reach the sixtieth level, and those players are all those who advance to the next round of the quarterfinals of d6.

In the entire d6 division, apart from the 98-level dry skinny demon who was just eliminated by Lu Ming, the remaining blue-side players were only a 78-level high knight.

This round, halfway through, no one got Lu Ming. Everyone seems to have forgotten the atmosphere of the d6 division, the fear of being dominated by Lu Ming.

It wasn't until the next person who selected the opponent sat up from the seat that the players in the d6 division couldn't help showing a cold sweat.

Because next, it was Lu Ming's turn.