Douluo Godly Choice System

Not only Qi Ling had such doubts, but several of the players also sighed like this, because the person in front of him was a little loli with two ponytails. Although she looked very cute, she was The powerful sense of oppression she had inadvertently radiated had already told everyone her identity.

"Hello, the remaining eight players." Little Lolita smiled slightly and said to several people, "I will be the referee for your next game, and my name is Shi Meng."

"Maybe some of you have already met me, but don't expect me to be partial to you because of this!" Shi Meng said, and looked at Qi Ling specially.

That's right, this little loli is the person Qi Ling and others met in the ruins before, and there, Qi Ling also drank her cup of tea.

Although I guessed at that time that she should be a big figure in the demon world, otherwise she would not have such a sense of oppression, but she did not expect that she would actually be one of the seven demon kings in the demon world.

"After going out in a while, you will see the group of people who like to make trouble in the Demon Realm." Shi Meng said at this time, "The first time you face so many people, you may not be comfortable with it, but you will survive. That's it, this is also the first test for you to enter the Demon Realm."

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

Regarding Shi Meng's words, no one would not care about it. Later, what everyone will face is the most powerful force in the Demon Realm. It is not a joke.

"As for the rules of the game, the girl Alice should have told you all?" Shi Meng said, "As long as you don't directly borrow the power of other people, this game does not restrict any means. You only have one goal: defeat Own enemy."

"Of course, although victory or defeat is a common matter for soldiers, since participating in such a competition, each of you must be mentally prepared to die before you come to participate in such a competition. But I don’t like such cruelty. Game, so you’d better not kill them. If I think the victory or defeat is divided, I will stop the game."

Everyone has no objection to the rules of the game. After all, everyone did not come here with the intention of losing. Naturally, they still hope that they can win. If they really lose, there is such a guarantee that all People can let go of mind and body to fight.

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

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

Just as they had imagined, the competition venue is quite huge, and it also has an astonishing scale of spectator seats. But what surprised them was that there were only five people sitting in the spectator stand at this time!

Although there are only five people, the powerful feeling of oppression that comes from them almost fills the entire world, and it does not make people feel that the huge venue is empty.

And when their attention was focused on a few people, this sense of oppression suddenly became stronger, as if it had become a substantive attack, and the bodies and spirits of several people were subjected to a huge test.

Facing such a test, Qi Ling suddenly felt a little pressure, but he was able to persevere. The situation of the other people was the same. Although their faces were very serious, the pressure was still within their tolerance.

But at this moment, a fat man with a huge stature stood up and said with a sneer: "Huh, you really are a young hero. It looks like you are all heroes! In that case, let me Let’s take a look, how much do you guys have!"

Just after the fat man finished speaking, suddenly, the pressure on several people suddenly increased. Compared with the kind of pressure just now, they were basically trying to crush them with all their strength.

Everyone's complexion turned pale at this moment. Although they were eight people resisting each other's pressure at the same time, they had no chance of winning at all. After all, this was due to the pressure of a demon king.

Among the eight people, one of them couldn't hold it at first. It was the woman named Feiyu. She vomited a mouthful of blood with a pale face, and then walked behind Shi Meng very helplessly.

As soon as I arrived behind Shi Meng, the powerful pressure disappeared without a trace, as if there was no such thing at all. Under Shi Meng's power, it seemed to have entered another world.

However, the other people didn’t want to give up like this, so they were still struggling to persevere. When the fat man saw this situation, he also let out a cold snort, and continued to increase his pressure, wanting to give a few people a slap in the face. .

Under such circumstances, some people have withdrawn from this non-competitive match one after another. Kuangsan, Luna, Qianjiyin, Cang Yue, all four of them came behind Shi Meng one after another.

Although Qian Ji Yin felt very unwilling to do this, he also knew that he was going to play against Qi Ling next. If he consumes too much energy here, or even hurts himself, it will cause him to follow. The game became unfavorable.

So he looked at Qi Ling who was still standing there, and he couldn't help but think overly: "Huh! Let you do it, you just consume your physical strength like this, it is best to hurt yourself again, and obediently let the victory. give it to me!"

Although Qi Ling didn't know what Qian Ji Yin was thinking, of course he didn't do it because he was going to be strong. It was just the aura, which has always been his strength. With such a little pressure, he really hasn't reached him yet. limit.

Although Qi Ling didn't know what Chu Ling next to him was thinking, Qi Ling believed that, in terms of his personality, as long as he hadn't retreated, he would definitely not admit defeat.

As the fat man continued to increase his pressure, Qi Ling and Chu Ling's bodies were already on the edge of their limits, but Qi Ling secretly glanced at Real Red at this time, and realized that for Real Red, It seems to be very relaxed.

Qi Ling couldn't help but sigh. This guy is really strong and a little outrageous. It seems that Zhenhong and these people are not in the same realm at all, and she 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 hold on, the fat man couldn't help feeling a burst of anger. Then, wouldn't it be him who was ashamed?

Originally, his idea was to show off his own strength in front of these newcomers, and to show his hands a little, so as to increase the appeal of his organization, and perhaps let a few of them join him.

But now, as a devil, it would be too embarrassing to be unable to deal with such a few fledgling boys.