Chapter 1984
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The ghost king chuckled. "Your two teams reached the seventh floor at the same time. That's interesting."
Dugu Yamo shouted at the Phantom King, "We reached the seventh level first! Your Majesty, we reached the seventh level first!"
Feng Liu stared at Dugu Yamo in horror.
How dare she?!
How dare she yell at His Majesty the Spirit King in such a tone? That was the ghost king who could decide whether they lived or died!
Not only that, the others stared at Dugu Yamo in surprise as well.
However, Dugu Yamo didn't think so. Seeing how Feng Wu could act like a spoiled child in front of the ghost king, she had a feeling that the ghost king wasn't that superior after all.
As Dugu Yamo expected, the ghost king wasn't angry at all. Instead, he was delighted.
"It seems that your PUBG team has a good chance of winning this time. Not bad. This is fun."
The expressions on the faces of the members of the official team instantly changed!
Judging by the ghost king's tone, he seemed to be more eager for PUBG to win.
How could that be …
Princess Ming Laner clenched her fists so hard that her nails dug into her palms!
"Your Majesty, may I ask how we can pass the seventh floor?" Feng Wu frowned.
Time was expensive for her, and wasting it on talking wasn't a good idea.
If anyone else knew what Feng Wu was thinking, they would lose their minds. Talking to the lofty ghost king was a waste of time. How annoying would that be?
The others might not see Feng Wu's impatience, but the ghost king was a man who could see right through her!
This girl … The ghost king threw a dirty look at Feng Wu. "Do you really want to pass the level that badly? Don't you know that the seventh floor is very disadvantageous for you? "
Feng Wu stood up proudly and said confidently, "Since the beginning, when has our PUBG team ever had an advantage?"
The ghost king gave it some thought and realized that it was true. PUBG had been abandoned to begin with, and they were struggling to survive in a hopeless situation.
However, under Feng Wu's lead, the team had reached the seventh floor first, which astonished the ghost king.
"You really know how to talk. Even this Prince has been convinced by you. Alright, I'll set the question for the seventh floor. "The Ghost King waved his hand, and a round ball of light appeared in his hand.
"Holy Light Sphere!" Princess Ming Laner cried out in surprise, and her eyes revealed a look of pleasant surprise.
The holy light orb contained an endless amount of holy light, and to a light-type cultivator like Princess Ming Laner, holy light was like a fish's thirst for seawater.
The ghost king darted a haughty look at Feng Wu.
"The rules of the seventh floor are very simple. After the Holy Light Sphere is opened, whoever collects the most Holy Light wins." The Phantom King's question was simple and straightforward.
"Whoosh —"
On the official team's side, everyone was pleasantly surprised because this seventh match was the most advantageous for them! Princess Lan Er was going to win for sure!
"That's not fair," Feng Wu and the others protested.
"Princess Ming Laner is of the light attribute. Your Majesty, aren't you being too biased towards her?!" Dugu Yama was unconvinced.
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