Volume 3: The Sword That Shines on the Demon Clan Chapter 31: If you don't want to be a dog, you must die
As an official staff, even though Ximing is a peripheral official, how could he not know the top ten masters of the third level.
"That tall, thin, hunchbacked man is Mo Cai of the Evil Jackal Clan, ranked fourth among the top ten masters. His poison can kill anyone who comes into contact with him instantly. When he first became one of the top ten masters, three of them died at his hands!"
"And the sturdy man behind him is Yuan Gang from the Giant Ape Clan. He is ranked sixth among the top ten masters. During a king's battle, he went crazy and tore the other participating monsters into pieces and beat them into meat patties."
He was watching the fight at the time, and after seeing the scene, he felt like vomiting whenever he saw meat for a whole month.
"The last person is Zuo Jin from the Black Star Rat Clan. Although he is only ranked seventh, he has the ability to come and go without a trace using the power of space, which is rare among the demon clans. He is extremely difficult to deal with."
Any one of the top ten masters on the third floor could easily suppress this place with a wave of his hand, so why would they need to send out three whole people?
Even if he had an official background, this background was nothing more than a very tenuous relationship between the elders of the Poison Lizard Clan and one of the officials, so they casually gave him a favor and made him the manager of the No. 1 Inn.
To be honest, he is just the owner of a restaurant.
Even if he was beaten, how could he possibly send so many top ten masters to come?
These thoughts flashed through Ximing's mind, but he immediately put them aside and rushed forward.
"Brother Kong, please help me get justice!" Ximing said with a hint of urgency.
He knew that he couldn't call on the top ten, so he could only beg Kong Feiyu, the official young master who was said to have the bloodline of the Demon Emperor Tongtian.
"Who are you."
Kong Feiyu looked at the guy in front of him who was beaten into a pig's head and frowned.
"It's me, Ximing, the steward of Inn No. 1. At the last official banquet, I offered you a drink from afar."
"The butler of Inn No. 1?"
Kong Feiyu seemed to have heard something ridiculous and said bluntly.
"Stand aside and don't interrupt. There is something important to do here."
"Didn't Kong Feiyu come here just to get beaten?"
"And what is that for?"
Ximing stepped back in shock, realizing that he had misunderstood his expression, and his face became hot.
"Are you Jiang Yu?"
Kong Feiyu looked at Wang Chen coldly, his expression showing that he was already accustomed to being in a high position and having great power.
"Who are you?"
Wang Chen asked.
Three of the top ten masters stood behind him, implicitly respecting this man. If this man was not hiding his strength, he must have a very powerful background.
At present, it seems that this young man is more likely the latter.
"You don't need to worry about who I am. I made a special trip this time to show that the authorities value you."
"I just want to ask you a question. Are you willing to join the government and work for us?"
Kong Feiyu meant that Wang Chen didn't deserve to know his name.
But this simple sentence made Wang Chen instantly understand many things that he couldn't understand.
It seems that all potential masters in the third level will receive official invitation letters, and if they become official people, they will be able to receive official support.
"In this case, the so-called top ten masters all have official backgrounds. It is not an exaggeration to say that they are the strongest military backing of the officialdom!"
This could explain why no third-tier masters had successfully entered the fourth-tier fighting arena in recent years. There were reasons from the third-tier officials, but also reasons from the deeper arena.
"Who is this Jiang Yu? The authorities even sent a big shot to personally invite him to join."
Kong Feiyu's active recruitment was considered a great honor by the demon tribe who were watching, and they immediately started talking about it.
Someone spread the news that Jiang Yu had just fought with Raymond and successfully killed his opponent.
Ximing pricked up his ears and became more and more frightened the more he listened.
He had long heard of Raymond's name. If such a person came to Inn No. 1, he would have to serve him humbly.
"How could such a fierce man be killed by this weak guy in front of me?"
At this moment, he was extremely glad that he was still alive.
"Can I enter the fourth-floor fighting arena if I join the official team?"
Wang Chen asked.
"Why are there so many questions?" Kong Feiyu said impatiently, "Wait until you become one of the top ten masters."
"How long will it take?"
Wang Chen clearly grasped the word "wait" in Kong Feiyu's words.
"About ten or eight years."
Kong Feiyu has very little patience and is almost reaching his limit at this moment.
Originally, he was assigned this task while he was having fun, and he was very impatient. Besides, when the monsters here heard about the official recruitment, they all bowed and scraped for fear of offending him. Why did this guy in front of him have so many questions?
"ten years?"
Wang Chen smiled. Not to mention the monsters who could come to the third-level arena, most of them would be over 30 years old within ten years and would be driven out of the arena by the rules left by the Demon Emperor Tongtian.
How could I be willing to stay in one place for ten years and just eat and wait for death?
At this moment, he already understood that the so-called official recruitment was nothing more than finding some thugs to divide the profits among the three levels.
It seems that although the demon race has a natural talent for fighting, their pursuit of desires and use of means are no worse than some humans.
There was a brief silence.
Everyone was waiting for Wang Chen's confirmation.
Witness a person's sudden rise to fame.
Hu Mao's eyes were excited, and he deeply felt that it was right for him to curry favor with Wang Chen.
Now, as long as Wang Chen nods, he will immediately obtain the official background. With his strength that is not inferior to the top ten, his status must be extremely high.
Enough to allow them to walk freely on the third floor.
And if he becomes one of the top ten masters in the future, he and others will be able to rise to great heights immediately.
The newcomers who had the same idea as Hu Mao looked at Wang Chen expectantly.
There was a lot of envy all around.
"I refuse."
The plain voice rang out in the silent air, exceptionally clear.
There were more than a hundred demons around, but they didn't make a sound.
Everyone's heart suddenly tightened, and then they showed incredible expressions.
Countless eyes were cast towards Wang Chen. Even the few newcomers who had been vaguely following him in the lead were frozen in place, staring at him blankly.
The whole place is filled with disbelief.
On the third floor of the arena, the authorities are in control.
Now, faced with official recruitment, there are actually people who are so tactless as to refuse?
Three murderous intentions instantly locked onto Wang Chen.
Mo Cai's lowered hands shook slightly left and right.
"Hahaha. Interesting."
Surprisingly, Kong Feiyu didn't seem to care, instead his eyes lit up.
This expression was not one of pity for talent, but rather one of surprise at having discovered a new toy.
It's a morbid excitement.
"Kill him!"
No extra padding.
Kong Feiyu spoke calmly, these three words were as simple as eating and drinking water.
At the same time, Wang Chen flew backwards.
If he were attacked by three of the top ten masters at the same time, he would surely die.
Before he made the decision to refuse, he had already prepared for the worst.
"Want to leave?" came a shrill voice.
I saw a pair of skinny hands suddenly stretched out from the short figure in the white cloak .
The cloak worn by Zuo Jin suddenly flew out and expanded a thousand times in an instant, covering Wang Chen like a dark cloud.
Everyone hasn't come to their senses yet.
However, he only saw the figures of Wang Chen, Mo Cai, Yuan Gang and Zuo Jin disappearing on the spot.
What happened?
Everyone looked at each other in confusion. Where were these masters?
"It's over..." Hu Mao's face looked as pale as death.
How could Boss Jiang be so ungrateful?
"Where are they?" Liu Shi saw the ten great men taking action, and felt a little uneasy at the moment, so he asked Hu Mao quietly.
"Zuo Jin, who ranks seventh among the top ten masters, is a master of the special race Black Star Rat Clan. This clan can use the power of space. Most of our storage rings and bracelets come from this clan. Boss Jiang must have been swallowed into space. He is facing three of the top ten masters alone."
"He's dead. Let's hurry up and get out of here, or Ximing will cause us trouble later."
As he spoke, Hu Mao pulled Xun Bao, who was standing there in a daze.
"I'm not leaving."
There was determination in Xun Bao's eyes.
At this time, a sarcastic voice was heard.
"If you don't want to be my dog, you must die."
