Collapse: A little shock to the card world

The muscles in Long Batian's arms bulged and even trembled slightly, but he was unable to shake Yuan Yu in the slightest.

He even felt that what he was holding was not a human body, but a piece of hard ancient divine gold!

Hard and heavy, is this even a human being?

He felt Yuan Yu's expression of enjoying the show, and suddenly became angry.

"Damn it! Get up!"

A golden light flashed in Long Batian's eyes, and the power in his hands suddenly surged.

pop~

Under Yuan Yu's playful eyes, a hand fell on Long Batian's shoulder with a crisp sound.

Then, Long Batian's arm went limp.

"Passenger, please don't disturb others."

"... "

Long Batian endured the pain from his arm joints, gritted his teeth and turned to look behind him.

It's the waiter!

How could a waiter have such terrifying strength that he could break his joints with just one move when the other burst out with strength!

The waiter seemed to have guessed the doubt in his heart and said with a smile:

"The number of personnel on the warship is limited, so sometimes I will also be responsible for some security work inside and outside the warship."

The meaning is very clear. If you call me a waiter in the banquet hall, I won’t blame you, but outside of here, what should you call me?

Space Marines...

As a combatant in a star-level battleship, the worst one must have the strength of level seven!

Otherwise, if you encounter small objects such as meteorites and shooting stars blocking the way during navigation and cannot deal with them manually, you will have to waste the warship's energy to deal with those things.

Sometimes the energy and maintenance costs of a warship are much more expensive than labor costs...

Not to mention that sometimes you might encounter some flexible and powerful space pirates...

Long Batian obviously understood this. He turned around and took a deep look at Yuan Yu, who seemed to have anticipated the current situation, and gritted his teeth and said something harsh.

"Humph! You're lucky!

I hope the final match won’t disappoint me!"

Long Batian put away the virtual warehouse, covered his arm with his hands, and walked away dejectedly with his brothers.

He had to move on, as a powerful force remained in his dislocated arm, suppressing the strength of his entire body.

Even if Yuan Yu agreed to fight now, he would only be beaten up.

It's really weird that fighters come here to work as waiters!

After Long Batian left, the waiter looked at Yuan Yu, who was also smiling, with a smile on his face. His heart skipped a beat, but he still maintained his smile and bowed slightly.

"The problem has been solved, I wish you a pleasant journey~"

Having said that, he left quickly.

Yuan Yu also understood at this moment that the Card Master Association seemed to be aware of the strange elements among the contestants.

The waiter just now is an example.

Under normal circumstances, the combatants of an interstellar battleship will only choose card masters.

Because the card master not only has many methods, but can also directly use human wave tactics.

During normal free time, a card master can maintain the operation of a warship.

But the waiter just now was a seventh-level peak physical cultivator...

At close range, even an 8th-level card master might be killed instantly before he could even react.

I don’t know how many people like this there are.

At least the waiter he met at the beginning was just an ordinary waiter.

Perhaps everything is now under the control of the Card Master Association...

Another 10 minutes passed and it seemed like there was no one around anymore.

At this moment, a familiar voice came from the surrounding radio.

It was the man in black robe from before.

"So far, there are 7312 people participating, and over 20,000 have abstained..."

Yuan Yu's eyelids jumped when he heard this number.

It’s actually not surprising that so many people gave up, after all, the man in black robe was completely a jerk, giving a card to everyone.

Some card creatures are not used at all, after all, they can directly turn back into cards and follow the Card Master.

But aren’t there a bit too many participants?

It’s the final, and there are still more than 7000!

Could it be that the final game is about clearing some large secret realm?

As he thought this, the layout of the entire banquet hall was printed on the ground and around him like a picture.

The surroundings suddenly became empty, like a large cage.

Everyone was shocked and became alert.

"Don't be nervous, this is just a ceremony, and it's your last chance."

The figure of a middle-aged man appeared out of nowhere above the crowd, looking down at the people below with an expressionless face.

"He...it's actually him!"

A person below looked at the man's figure and couldn't help but exclaimed, which immediately attracted the attention of the people around him.

"Do you know him? Who is he? Tell me!"

"Him! It's him! The Vice President of the Card Master Association—Yang Tong!

A mixed-race person from various countries, an eighth-level strongman!

Don’t you recognize this?”

The man was shocked and wanted to take out his mobile phone to search for relevant information to show others.

But I found that my cell phone had no signal at all.

When he was puzzled, Yang Tong's faint voice came again.

"Don't try, this place is completely isolated from the outside world, and no information can be transmitted.

Next I will say, and you listen.”

Yang Tong's eyes swept across the area below, pausing at a few people who were sweating slightly, a hint of disdain flashing in the depths of his eyes.

If they hadn't secretly given the green light all the way, these evil organizations from various countries would have had no chance to infiltrate here.

But this time, for the sake of humanity, I hope they can be of some use.

Retracting his gaze, Yang Tong said to everyone with a serious face

"The final is called the Starry Sky Arena. Your enemies are not each other, but the alien races outside the human territory who are eyeing you covetously!

The alien race will not stop fighting with you, nor will they give you a quick death.

To them, you are food!

If you lose to them, they will taste your flesh and blood bite by bite!

Sucking your brains bit by bit!

In this process, you won’t even die, and you can watch yourself being eaten piece by piece…”

The expressions of the people below kept changing, not because of fear, but simply... dissatisfaction!

A man raised his hand high and said with a defiant look in his eyes.

"Master President! It's the law of the jungle, only the fittest survive, that's how it is!

And it’s not certain who will eat whom by then!”

"That's right! Even though I haven't eaten it before, I want to try it just because I haven't eaten it before!

Maybe we can even help other races join our recipes!

"Jiejiejie~"

"Cricket aliens are nothing more than strange-looking ants!"

Others responded one after another, showing some disdain towards the aliens.

After all, those who can stand here, whether from the school or the family, or even some people in society, have participated in secret realms related to alien races, and are the best among them.

Alien?

But the method is just weird. Once you master the coping method, it will just be a problem on the side of the road!

"... "

Yang Tong was silenced for a moment.

Afraid! You are afraid! Why aren’t you afraid?

This doesn’t seem to be the script!