Heavenly King Flute instantly felt his entire body go numb.
He had been marked by so many people...
It was easy to imagine that these people all saw him as a tool for promotion and riches: Kill him, and I can level up!
For a moment, he felt as if he were a fragrant piece of meat that had fallen among a pack of wolves starved for ten days. Countless hungry wolves had green, restless eyes, and their drool had already formed a river...
Ning Zaifei immediately felt as if he were sitting on a bed of needles.
But once he had sat in this chair, he could not come down until the Cloud Top Challenge was over.
So now Ning Zaifei was like an ant on a hot pan...
He could not help wondering: If I urgently need to pee, can I raise my hand and ask for leave?
But after turning it over in his mind for a long while, he ultimately could not bring himself to do something so lacking in class.
Next was the ninth position: Tyrant Whip Xiang Beidou.
Xiang Beidou was quite composed. He flew up directly into the starlight, sat down in the chair, crossed one leg over the other, and closed his eyes to rest.
Then Across the Sky Spear Ji Hong also drifted gracefully upward.
The moment he sat down, he felt a sharp gaze shoot toward him like a tangible long spear.
Following that aura, he looked over and saw Bu Chou below, leaning on the Wind Cloud Staff, his imposing presence vast and majestic like a heavenly god.
Ji Hong smiled faintly and paid him no mind. Sitting in the chair, he simply looked around with arrogant pride.
He knew that Bu Chou intended to make a charge this