Chapter 393 - Demon Race, Strange Black-Robed Youth!

Chu Feng was impatient.

If the Demon Slayer could be reforged and reach its true peak, his chances of success during the tribulation would increase by at least 30%!

However, the timing was not right.

Chu Feng understood the principle of getting into trouble because of one's wealth.

The Demon Slayer was not an ordinary treasure. It was worth hundreds of thousands of drops of Star Domain Essence!

It was usually reserved, and even in battle, nothing could be seen.

However, when it was recast, it would definitely attract the divine artifact lightning tribulation. This was a necessary path for the birth of a divine artifact.

At that time, he would not have the strength to stabilize the world. Wouldn't he be done for if a greedy peak S-rank appeared?

There were definitely such experts in the Revolutionary Army.

Chu Feng had never doubted that.

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At the thought of this, he could only suppress his thoughts for the time being.

He only quietly paid attention to these dwarves. If there was a chance, he could build a good relationship with them first.

Just as Chu Feng was pondering, in the middle of the city, on the ring, an old figure slowly landed, his aura surging.

Someone below the stage recognized the person and shouted excitedly, "It's the City Lord. He's actually the host this time."

"The City Lord seems to be a true Venerable-level expert, right?"

Beside Chu Feng, Anderson explained in a low voice, "City Lord Frederick can be considered an old veteran in the Revolutionary Army. He was originally the commander of the regular combat troops. Over the years, he has taken a back seat and come to the headquarters to be an idle City Lord."

Chu Feng merely nodded upon hearing those words.

He looked at the old man and muttered to himself, "Peak of the initial-stage S-rank… or a high-stage S-rank expert."

There were also crouching tigers and hidden dragons within the Revolutionary Army.

As expected of an organization that had persisted in the hands of the Demon Race for so many years.

Then, the old man coughed lightly.

Everyone fell silent.

Clearly, the old man's prestige was not low.

Then, the old man simply said a few words and announced the start of the competition.

He threw out a golden scroll with the names of all the participants listed on it.

Under the golden scroll was an opaque wide-mouthed jade bottle.

The old man said in a deep voice, "In this competition, there will be a total of 38 participants. They will draw lots according to the order on the scroll to decide their opponents. They will fight in pairs. The winner will enter the next round, and the loser will be eliminated."

Offstage, Anderson couldn't help but mutter, "This rule is too rash. If we're unlucky and encounter Yue Lingran, Mei Changqing, and the other freaks, won't we be eliminated directly?"

Under such rules, even if one had the strength to fight for the top ten, it was useless!

Not only did Anderson feel that it was inappropriate, but most of the contestants present who were not confident in their strength could not help but complain.

Only Yue Lingran, Mei Changqing, and the black-robed young man could remain calm.

Of course, that included Chu Feng.

In his eyes, this was just a group of children playing house.

Right now, Chu Feng only wanted to finish the competition quickly so that he could head to the Ancient Desolate Pagoda as soon as possible.

This simple and direct rule suited him.

"Silence!"

In the ring, the old man snorted.

"Hmph! That's the rule. Those who have any objections can withdraw from the competition!"

"Luck is also a part of a warrior's strength! Can you choose your opponents when fighting with the Demon Race?"

"Now, Yue Lingling, step forward and draw lots!"

The old man meant what he said.

Seeing that the old man seemed to be angry, no one dared to say anything else.

The next moment, Yue Lingran walked out indifferently without saying a word. With a flutter, she easily arrived in front of the wide-mouthed jade pot. She reached out and took out a golden note.

Everyone could not help but look at the golden note in Yue Lingran's hand.

They were afraid that they would be the one to be drawn.

"Booker."

Yue Lingran coldly read out the name on it.

Immediately, the crowd gasped in relief.

Only a werewolf in the Beast Alliance was filled with despair.

"It's over! There's no hope of getting into the top ten!"

This was the only thought in the werewolf's mind.

The surrounding tribes looked at them gloatingly.

The second to draw was Mei Changqing. He appeared in front of the jade pot in an instant.

He casually grabbed it and read the name indifferently.

"Frank."

Another scream could be heard.

Then, the participants went forward to draw lots.

Some were happy, while others were sad.

They were all members of the Revolutionary Army, and some of them were even childhood playmates. They knew both sides very well.

Basically, the moment they drew lots, they would know if they had a chance of winning.

Anderson and Darren were both lucky.

Both of them had drawn an early-stage A+ rank.

Anderson was full of confidence.

At this point, only the black-robed young man and Chu Feng were left. The two of them had appeared as external reinforcements, so they were naturally ranked last.

Chu Feng subconsciously exchanged glances with the black-robed young man.

The black-robed young man only smiled faintly. Then, he looked away and went forward to draw lots.

However, Chu Feng frowned slightly.

He had not noticed just now.

However, when he got closer to the black-robed young man, Chu Feng inexplicably felt uncomfortable.

He seemed to instinctively hate the person in front of him.

Chu Feng was a little puzzled.

Why?

This should be my first time seeing this guy, right?

Chu Feng carefully sensed again, but he still did not discover anything.

From the looks of it, this guy should be from the Demon Spirit Race.

It was a race that had been passed down since ancient times, but they were not very famous. They did not have much of a presence, and no experts had appeared in their race.

However, they were also considered a member of the resistance against the Demon Race back then. It was just that they had disappeared without a trace.

He did not expect to see a member of that race here today.

However, Chu Feng was still puzzled.

Logically speaking, even if this guy was from the Demon Race, he shouldn't instinctively feel disgusted.

It was as if even the bloodline in his body was rejecting this fellow.

"Interesting…"

Chu Feng took a few more glances.

Soon, the black-robed young man was done drawing lots.

In the end, it was Chu Feng's turn.

Actually, there was no need for him to draw.

His opponent had long been decided.

However, Chu Feng still walked out.

It was as if the black-robed young man had also gone there.

Originally, no one had noticed Chu Feng.

Everyone was paying attention to their next opponent.

However, when Chu Feng took his first step, everyone suddenly fell silent.

Someone pointed at Chu Feng in surprise.

"I… Am I seeing things? This guy… doesn't seem to be an A+ rank, right?"

"Damn! He seems to be just a mortal warrior?"

"To be precise, he's only a C-rank warrior!"

"Hiss… Is this guy crazy? A mere C-rank warrior dares to participate in a battle between A+ ranks?"

"The world is really big. There are all kinds of strange things!"

"Eh! Look, this guy seems to be an external help invited by the An family!"

"Hahaha! Is this a joke? The An family is desperate. Isn't it embarrassing to get a C-rank warrior up here!"

"By the way, it seems that this C-rank warrior killed the little princess of the Mei family previously. I heard that Mei Hong even went to the An Mansion yesterday to kill him. However, he was stopped by the An family, so this guy survived."

"Sigh, then why did this guy take the initiative to court death? Isn't he afraid of running into Mei Hong and being beaten to death? Fortunately, Mei Hong's opponent has already been decided."

"Don't be in a hurry to conclude. Take a look at who that fellow's opponent is first."

"Gasp… A+ rank from the Mei family? Then wouldn't this young man be dead for sure??"