Comprehensive Manga: The Throne of Kings

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Four hundredth Chapter 16 black box operation

"Despicable, so despicable."

The players who were blocked by the energy barrier in the waiting room were yelling and attacking the energy barrier, but no matter how they attacked, the energy barrier remained motionless.

"Hey ha ha ha, you guys just stay in the lounge honestly, the winner of B1 is none other than me."

Seeing the players constantly attacking the energy barrier, Bartolomeo put his hands on his hips and laughed triumphantly. It was so cheap that he wanted to tear him apart.

"This is a violation!"

At this moment, the audience in the auditorium couldn't stand it anymore, and saw a man standing up and shouting to the host on the referee stand: "Bartolomeo is breaking the rules, the players haven't stepped out yet!" lounge."

"Yes, violation!"

"Violation! Violation!"

Obviously, the audience in the auditorium didn't like Bartolomeo, a shameless and despicable guy. Amidst the shouts, the host showed embarrassment, and then picked up the phone bug beside him.

After the phone bug was connected, he reported the situation here. After getting the affirmative answer from the above, he stood up decisively, and then said loudly: "This is not a violation. If the contestants go out even through that door, there is still a problem." What qualifications stand in the arena!"

The host's voice fell, and the audience became even more dissatisfied.Some excited audience even accused loudly, "There must be a shady scene, because Bartolomeo is a member of the Pirates of the Sea of ​​Gods, and Dressrosa has just been announced to be included in their territory by the Sea of ​​Gods, you are operating in the dark..."

"Yes, operating in the dark. Strongly request that Bartolomeo be disqualified from the competition!"

The audience in the auditorium was completely boiling, and the situation was almost one-sided.Bartolomeo, who was standing on the arena, blinked, then looked around.

Seeing that everyone hated him, he suddenly grinned, and then shouted loudly: "Shut up!"

There was a sound like thunder, and the auditorium, which was in chaos a moment ago, fell silent in an instant.

"Yo ho ho."

In the lounge, Brooke stood in front of the beautiful fighter and said with a smile, "Beauty, let's discuss it and just take a look."

"As long as you give me a look, I will help you open this door."

"Go to hell." The beauty fighter flatly refused.

"Yo ho ho ho, you scared me to death."

"Okay, although I'm dead." Brook blinked, then turned his head to a male player beside him and said, "Well, Your Excellency Swordsman, can I borrow your long sword?"

"Ok?"

The male contestant blinked, then took a step back vigilantly.

"Don't be afraid, I just borrowed your long sword and used it."

"Don't you have a sword?" The male contestant pointed cautiously at the Soulless Sword on Brook's waist.

"Thank you for reminding me, I almost forgot about it."

As Brook said, he slightly raised the Soul Sword in his hand, and then took a step forward to the window of the lounge.

Before everyone in the lounge could react, Brook drew his sword out of its sheath as fast as lightning.

shuh…

A strange sword energy flashed out, and at the same time, Brooke's Soulless Sword was sheathed quietly, as if it had never been sheathed.

"Moon Slashing Rondo Dance!"

A soft drink came from Brooke's mouth, and with his voice, the window in front of him suddenly cracked a gap, and then collapsed!

"This…"

Seeing Brook cut through the wall with a sword, the audience was shocked, and the beautiful fighter's beautiful eyes widened in an instant.

Under everyone's shocked gaze, Brook stepped out of the collapsed hole.

"Boss Brook, what are you doing!"

Seeing Brook cut a hole in the lounge and walked out, Bartolomeo's eyes widened and he said angrily, "Which side are you on?"

"Yo ho ho, little Barto, it will be very boring to end the game like this. I haven't seen the beauty's panties yet."

"Can you be more serious?"

"I'm very serious," Brooke blinked, then turned to look at the players who came out of the hole he cut one after another.

No more, no less, including Bartolomeo and Brook, a total of fifty people!

Seeing that the players had already entered the arena, Bartolomeo seldom talked nonsense with Brook, and went to an empty corner in silence.

"very good."

Seeing that all the contestants had entered the arena, the host immediately picked up the microphone and said excitedly: "Now that all the contestants have entered the arena, let us witness the final strongman of Group B1. The rules of the competition are very simple. Falling out of the arena is a failure, and the player who stands on the arena at the end is the strongest in group B1!"

"Then, I declare..."

After a slight pause, the host raised his voice several times in an instant, "Competition, start now!"