Negative Energy Transfer: System Domination

Chapter 544

The Demon Emperor reached into the box with an indifferent expression. His slender fingers quickly grabbed a jade slip like a spirit snake, and then he immersed his consciousness into it.

After a while, he raised his eyebrows slightly and said loudly:

"Number 4."

After hearing this number, Demon Emperor Gary glanced at the jade slip to confirm it, then nodded and said:

"Okay, go to the rest area and wait. Next one!"

His voice was steady and powerful, echoing over the martial arts stage.

Just as he finished speaking, the next moment, a black shadow flashed like a ghost, and another Demon Emperor was already standing steadily on the martial arts stage.

The Demon Emperor followed suit, reaching out and grabbing a jade slip. After examining it, he spat out two words:

"Number 7."

"Next!"

The voice of the Demon Emperor Gary sounded again, and the cycle continued...

Finally, Benboba's familiar figure flashed like lightning and appeared on the martial arts stage.

His face was full of confidence. Without saying a word, he waved his hand and reached directly into the box. His movement was clean and neat, without any hesitation.

Soon, he grabbed a jade slip and slowly inserted his spiritual sense into it, preparing to check his number.

However, a moment later, after reading it, Benboba froze in shock as if he had been cast under a spell.

He frowned, his mind full of doubts:

This jade slip doesn't have any numbers? What's going on?

"Gary Demon Emperor, is this a mistake?"

As Benboba spoke, he handed the jade slip to Gary Demon Emperor with a look of suspicion on his face.

Demon Emperor Gary took the jade slip, examined it carefully, and explained calmly:

"This competition has a total of 21 Demon Emperors participating, and there are 21 jade slips in this lottery box. Under these circumstances, some people will inevitably receive a bye in the first round. Therefore, these number plates without numbers mean that they will advance directly without having to compete in the first round."

When Benboba heard this, he immediately understood the reason.

He was secretly happy:

Is my luck a little too good to be true? It's like pie in the sky falling right into my mouth.

However, his face did not show much emotion, he just clasped his fists and saluted, saying loudly:

"Then Ben will go down first."

After saying this, his figure disappeared in an instant like a wisp of smoke, and when he reappeared, he was already in the Dream Demon Clan's rest area.

The conversation that just took place in the martial arts arena was like wings, clearly reaching the ears of everyone present.

After hearing this, many demons murmured quietly:

"It's just a bye, what's the big deal?"

The Demon Emperors who participated in the competition didn't care at all. In their opinion, they were all Demon Emperors and had absolute confidence in their own strength.

So what if we advance directly in the first round?

In this competition, one has to win three games to truly advance. Benboba has only won one game so far. There is still a long way to go, and it is not certain who will have the last laugh.

Soon, the first round of the showdown officially began.

On the martial arts stage, two Demon Emperors stood facing each other, and powerful magical fluctuations spread outwards from them. The air was squeezed by this force, making a sharp "sizzling" sound, as if wailing for the upcoming battle.

The audience in the audience held their breath, their eyes fixed on the stage, their eyes full of anticipation and nervousness.

"These two are both powerful warriors from the demon world. I wonder who will be the more powerful one."

A demon audience member murmured.

"Hmph, the power of the Power Demon Emperor cannot be underestimated. Although the Thunder Demon Emperor is fast, I still prefer the Power Demon Emperor."

Another audience member took over.

One of the Demon Emperors was as big as a mountain, with bulging muscles all over his body, as if he was carved from the hardest demonic rock, and every muscle contained explosive power.

His fists were clenched tightly, veins bulging on them, like a coiled dragon, emitting a black magical light. He was the Demon Emperor, famous in the demon world for his pure strength and fierce punches.