NABC Chapter 552
Chapter 552
Demon Emperor Gary, who was also on the martial arts stage, was not in a much better condition. He was completely stunned and stood there with a confused look on his face.
After a long while, he finally spoke stiffly:
"This... is this the Bye Jade Slip?"
Benboba rolled his eyes at him unhappily, thinking:
"Don't you have any idea whether it's a bye or not? You're asking questions even though you already know the answer!"
Demon Emperor Gary took the jade slip tremblingly and was about to clear his throat and loudly announce that Benbo Ba Lun was a bye, but suddenly, the majestic voice of the Demon Emperor came from above like thunder:
"As a high-ranking warrior in the demon world, possessing immense magical power, how can Benboba claim victory without even experiencing battle? This is unconscionable. Therefore, have Benboba draw the jade slip again and place it directly back into the box. Afterwards, have the other demon emperors draw."
The Demon Emperor's words made the other Demon Emperors very excited.
why?
It turned out that several Demon Emperors already had two jade slips in their hands.
They thought to themselves that if they could draw the remaining jade slip, they would have three jade slips in total, and they would be able to advance directly!
Let’s not talk about the tempting semi-artifact reward for the first place, just talk about the future performance. When the demon world attacks the human world, with this capital, you can at least become a deputy commander!
By then, your own race will also benefit from it, rising and soaring to the sky in minutes!
Especially Li Modi, he had already won two games, and now he felt that his opportunity had come, with excitement flashing in his eyes.
In an instant, all twenty Demon Emperors, as if they had discussed it beforehand, bowed and shouted in unison:
"The Demon Emperor is wise!"
The sound was deafening and echoed over the Demon Emperor City.
Seeing this, Benboba felt helpless, but there was nothing he could do. He could only reach into the mysterious box again to grab the jade slip.
He closed his eyes and prayed silently in his heart:
'God, please give me a better outcome.'
As a result, when he took out the jade slip and opened his eyes, as expected, a bright "2" inside the jade slip was particularly conspicuous.
"Benboba, number 2."
Demon Emperor Gary reported Benboba's license plate number with an eager look on his face, and there seemed to be a hint of gloating in his tone.
Benboba suddenly looked depressed, as if he had eaten a fly, and secretly complained in his heart:
"It would have been best if I hadn't taken action. I could have advanced directly, but this Demon King messed it up. Humph, I'll remember this for you."
Helplessly, Benboba could only take the jade slip and return to his rest area dejectedly.
The other twenty Demon Emperors also understood in their hearts at this time that this was definitely not a lie by the Demon Emperor. After all, the Demon Emperor's majesty was unquestionable.
It seems that Benboba, the patriarch of the Dream Demon Clan, is indeed extremely lucky.
However, in their opinion, luck is also part of strength, so their views on Benboba have changed a little bit.
But if we want them to completely change their opinion of Benboba, we will have to fight him to find out.
After all, everyone knows that Benboba is a newcomer who has just entered the realm of Demon Emperor. In the eyes of these veteran Demon Emperors, this kid will definitely lose badly next time.
Then, it was the turn of other Demon Emperors to come on stage and draw numbers.
The Demonic Emperor took big strides, and every step shook the martial arts stage slightly. His burly body exuded a powerful aura, like a prehistoric beast about to step into the battlefield.
His muscular face was brimming with confidence, and his eyes revealed a desire for luck, as if nothing could stop him from winning.
Coming to the box where the jade slips were placed, Li Modi squatted slightly, and his huge body seemed somewhat flexible.
He raised his right arm, which was as thick as a stone pillar, high up and reached into the box. The muscles on his arm were tense and the blue veins were winding like a dragon, showing his great strength.
His big hand was like a palm-leaf fan. He fumbled in the box and then tightly grasped a jade slip.