Chapter 75 The battle is coming! I will fight against the sixth-level BOSS Mirror Phantom Beast alone!
The Assassination Department President, dressed in a black suit, leaned back elegantly in his chair with his eyes closed, showing no intention of recalling the previous battle scenes.

Lu Haoran on the side was a little surprised, but he didn't say anything. Instead, he recalled it in his mind.

After a while,

He was surprised to find that the boy was indeed the worst performer among the six!

Lu Haoran's eyes widened and he asked in confusion:

"Brother Chen, how do you know that he is the one who should be eliminated the most?"

Chen Ziye closed his eyes and shook his head.

"I don't know, but he knows."

The man pointed at the young man who was kneeling and kowtowing on the stage, and Lu Haoran suddenly realized.

He no longer hesitated and decisively chose to vote for No. 324.

One minute passed,

The host's voice came again.

"Thank you all for your active participation. The voting results are out."

"The one who successfully advanced from the loser group is No. 131 Jiang Ming, and the one who was eliminated from the winner group is No. 324 Liu Junjie."

"Please ask the two awakeners to exchange positions!"

This is not a variety show, so there is no need to hide anything.

Upon hearing the news that he had successfully advanced, Jiang Ming endured the severe pain and climbed up.

With a smile on his face, he staggered towards the other side, his eyes full of joy of victory.

the other side.

Liu Junjie, who had been kowtowing continuously, suddenly stopped.

He faced the ground, his teeth clenched.

"why why why."

The boy's mentality collapsed and he kept mumbling.

The host said coldly:
"Please ask No. 324 Liu Junjie to follow the loser group and step down as soon as possible, otherwise [White Prison] will take corresponding measures."

Hearing this, the young man suddenly raised his head and cursed wildly:

"Why!?"

"Why should I be eliminated even though I won?"

"Who the hell set up this stupid rule?!"

"I'm kneeling on the ground begging you guys, and you can't do anything? I just want to advance."

I haven't finished speaking yet,
"Ouch!"

A staff member of the lower sixth rank jumped down from the stands.

He grabbed the clothes at the back of Liu Junjie's neck and threw it forward without any hesitation.

'Plop!'
The young man was thrown out of the door, flying and rolling, and disappeared from everyone's sight in an instant.

The staff member dusted off his hands in disdain and followed.

Gong Jiuru had clearly released the news before everyone entered the [White Prison].

This is not a tutoring class, nor is it a school.

It is called a training camp, but it is not a training camp in the traditional sense.

[White Prison] will only choose one king, and all the others are stepping stones for this "king".

No one will pamper you here, and no one can guarantee your life safety.

Life or death depends entirely on yourself.

If you get beaten, you must stand at attention; if you are not good at it, you must practice more.

If kneeling and kowtowing is useful, why would the awakened ones still train desperately?
Wouldn't it be easier to just learn how to knock your head properly like in the skit?
This trick does work sometimes in cities.

But once you are on the front battlefield, the monsters will not let you go just because you kowtow, and they won't even have a trace of mercy!

Therefore, those who want to advance in this way have only one way: get out of the [White Prison]!
In the stands,
The host spoke again, as if he had seen nothing.

"Then please welcome the next group of contestants to the stage!"

While the awakeners were fighting fiercely in the front, Lu Chen, who was in the sixth-level secret realm, was in even greater danger.

Kled and Caitlyn, the two summons with the lowest attributes, died one after another and returned to the alien space to recuperate.

Yumi escaped because she attached herself to Lu Chen, and the other four were all pretty strong and could barely hold on.

But it was just barely enough.

Everyone went through countless battles, but still didn't see the final BOSS room, and they were exhausted both physically and mentally.

Lu Chen walked through the secret realm with a gloomy face, wondering whether he should improve his strength again.

After thinking calmly, he temporarily gave up the idea.

The reason is simple. Gong Jiuru is neither bad nor stupid.

As the supreme commander of the [White Prison], he will definitely find a way to postpone his team's game.

At his current level of the lower seventh rank, Lu Chen can still barely pretend to be at the peak of the fifth rank.

But once he reaches the peak of the seventh level or breaks through the eighth level, it will be difficult for him to hide his shortcomings.

The presidents are not mentally retarded, you can see that at a glance.

It’s okay to let Zhang Zhijian and the others know, but we must never let others know our strength so early.

For people of the same age, the lower seventh level is an unattainable height for them.

But for those presidents who had already broken through to the seventh level long ago, this level was nothing.

If there really is someone who has been eroded by the void mixed in, I'm afraid my future path will be very difficult.

If you are not careful, you will fall into an abyss.

Lu Chen always adheres to one principle.

Otherwise, don’t leave the mountain. Once you leave the mountain, you must be invincible in the world.

Superman?

No, no.

Isn’t the motherland good?
Thinking of this, he turned around and quickened the pace of his attack again.

Coincidentally.

This time, Lu Chen was heading towards the BOSS room.
Gong Jiuru in the observation room clenched his fists so tightly that his nails were dug into his palms.

He saw that the red dot was moving towards the deepest part of the secret realm, and he also knew that the young man was about to face the final BOSS Jinghuan.

Until this moment,
The real war is just about to begin.

The man prayed silently in his heart.

"Be sure to come back safely, kid."

The ring competition is still in full swing.

The awakened ones in [White Prison] gradually found their form, and each battle became more exciting than the last.

Zhang Zhijian seemed to be watching the crosstalk audience from the audience, clapping continuously.

"Good! Good fight!!"

"This girl is great! She has developed an ordinary beast ability to this extent!"

"Who is it?"

Lu Haoran thought about it.

"It seems to be from Yangcheng."

Hearing this,

Zhang Zhijian's face suddenly changed.

"Yangcheng?"

"That old immortal named Song?"

Lu Haoran nodded without saying anything.

"I tui!!"

"What the hell is this? I've only awakened my powers for a month and I'm already at this level!"

"I misjudged it, I misjudged it!"

Chen Ziye looked at him as if he were a fool, and Zhang Zhijian also realized that something was wrong.

These children in the White Prison
It seems like it has only been a month since my superpowers awakened.

He scratched his head in embarrassment.

“Haha, watch the game, watch the game!”

At this time,

Li Ziyuan, who was looking through the battle list, suddenly cried out.

"oops!"

"The next game will be Xiao Lu's!"

When they heard the word "Xiao Lu", the eyes of Chen Ziye and others all flickered.

at the same time,

Zhao Shentan, who was on the highest stand, also discovered this.

The middle-aged man crossed his hands naturally in front of his body, and the curve at the corners of his mouth never disappeared.

He said to himself:
"I don't know how far Lu's strength has advanced since we last met."

(End of this chapter)