Chapter 542: The Big Shots Arrive
When Ling Zhan arrived at the Hundred Ghosts Arena,
countless gazes immediately focused on him.
Some even carried an intense, hostile aura, locking onto him.
Ling Zhan quickly noticed the figures standing in the center of the arena, emanating these hostile energies.
Observing further…
he noticed that many reserve members around him looked at these figures with admiration.
What did this mean?
It meant that these figures held considerable prestige among the reserves.
Only members of the elite squad could command such respect.
Ling Zhan's gaze scanned the crowd.
The first figure to catch his attention was a tall, slender person standing at the center.
He noticed this person immediately because it was none other than Liu Baixin.
The level 99 Death Curse Spirit.
Though similar in name to the Spirit Curse Priest, the Death Curse Spirit was entirely different in abilities.
The Death Curse Spirit is a third-tier wizard, specializing in witchcraft skills.
In contrast, the Spirit Curse Priest uses Yin-Yang curses.
Today, Liu Baixin wore a simple white combat suit, highlighting his muscular physique.
His handsome features had already captured many women's hearts.
The magical energy radiating from him stirred fear and caution in those around him.
Ling Zhan felt the strongest hostility coming directly from Liu Baixin.
Well…
considering it, Liu Baixin's hostility toward him was understandable.
Rumor had it he'd recently tried inviting Li Chaoge, Saint Luni, and Saint Lucy, only to be rejected by all three.
When others found out, it sparked quite a bit of laughter.
So, for him to resent Ling Zhan was understandable.
As for the identity of the other figures around him, there was no need to guess.
Of course…
regardless of Liu Baixin's animosity, it didn't matter.
At worst, he'd just beat him down.
To Ling Zhan, these so-called elite squad members were still just opponents to be defeated.
He was confident he could take them down one by one.
Beside Liu Baixin stood two men and two women.
One of the men was Zhou Chuang, level 96, a wizard's third-tier class, Blood Spirit Emperor.
Next to him was a woman named Mu Yuxuan, level 96, a mechanic's third-tier class, Mechanical Overlord.
Beside Mu Yuxuan stood another woman, Hua Jiawen, level 97, a swordsman's third-tier class, Sword Saint.
And to Zhou Chuang's left stood a woman named Luo Yun, level 96, a priest's third-tier class, Great Sage.
These five were the highest-ranking members besides Captain Li Changshan.
They were considered the backbone of the squad.
All five looked at Ling Zhan with dissatisfaction.
This non-specialist who hadn't even reached level 70…
dared to challenge them!
Of course…
they acknowledged Ling Zhan's talent and had heard of his impressive achievements.
But still…
the idea of him stepping on them to rise was unacceptable.
Another figure stood silently behind these five, arms crossed, watching with an amused expression.
This was Captain Li Changshan.
This challenge was essentially an internal elimination match.
Whoever proved strongest would earn the right to battle the evil organizations' so-called holy sons and daughters in the deathmatch.
As Ling Zhan looked at them,
the five looked back at him.
The only difference was…
Ling Zhan's gaze was calm, showing neither deference nor fear.
It was as if he felt nothing toward these so-called veterans.
Meanwhile, each of them had a distinct look when facing Ling Zhan.
Liu Baixin, who saw Ling Zhan as his primary rival, stood on the platform, his sharp gaze fixed on him.
He wasn't planning to make the first move.
If you ask why…
it was simply a precaution.
Though he disliked Ling Zhan for winning over those women, he wasn't foolish enough to be the first to confront him.
He was confident…
that even if he didn't make a move, his teammates would handle it.
"Come on…"
"Let's see if you really have the strength to challenge us!"
"And… don't embarrass yourself. Li Chaoge, Saint Luni, and others are watching too!"
Yes…
From the corner of his eye, he saw Li Chaoge, Saint Luni, and Saint Lucy gracefully approaching.
Among them was another striking figure with silver hair, Zhu Yaoguang.
Liu Baixin recognized her as well, another candidate on his list.
Casting a wide net to catch a big fish.
As for the other four, their attitudes were blunt.
Their eyes revealed disdain, contempt, and provocation.
Even though Ling Zhan was the Ninth Squad's captain, he should show respect to the elite squad.
But now he dared to challenge them.
If they didn't respond, it would look like they were afraid of this non-specialist.
Just because he killed a Bright Ghost didn't make him impressive; that was merely a low-ranking Earth Ghost General.
Any of the elite squad's core members could easily crush a Bright Ghost!
Let alone sweep through battlefield Ghost Minions.
So…
defeating an Earth Ghost General like the Bright Ghost didn't mean much.
Their strength far exceeded that of the Bright Ghost!
Soon, they'd make this non-specialist regret his arrogance!
With this thought, their glares at Ling Zhan grew even colder.
"Alright, everyone's here?"
As the tension mounted, and the spectators felt a fight was about to break out,
a deep voice resonated through the arena.
General Li, a level 100 fourth-tier War God, walked out with authority from a small spatial teleportation array.
Behind him were other commanders from various national corps!
The moment they appeared,
Whoa!!
the onlookers were shocked, gasping in astonishment.
This…
Good grief!
General Li brought such a powerful lineup to watch this challenge!
Did he really have to go that far?
"No need for formality, and don't mind us."
"We're just here to watch and won't interfere with the challenge in any way."
"Just carry on with the battle."
General Li waved his hand with a friendly smile.
The crowd: "..."
Damn!
Who would have thought Captain Ling's challenge would attract so many big shots?
Even Li Changshan's expression shifted slightly upon seeing them.
Well…
He'd thought it would just be an ordinary competition for a spot.
After all, on the front lines, strength speaks, and the strong lead—it's an unspoken rule.
If Ling Zhan won, it didn't matter much to Li Changshan.
But the problem was…
he hadn't expected these big shots to be so interested in Ling Zhan!
This…
Was it really necessary?