Chapter 631

Apart from Zhang Zhou, the other man and woman also introduced themselves.

The lean man in crimson battle attire was named Aike.

Grade Seven mid-tier, possessing a Psychic-type A-grade ability.

The last one, a tall woman in deep black battle attire, was named Sela.

Her grade was also Seven mid-tier, possessing an Enhancement-type A-grade ability.

"We're all newcomers, and our ranks are about the same.

Once we finish the strength certification, we might even be able to form a Master-tier squad!"

Zhang Zhou laughed heartily.

"Right! Exactly!" Aike's eyes lit up, and he quickly chimed in in agreement.

His strength was roughly around a Three-star Master; even if he joined the Dejiaka Battle Group,

in the end he would most likely only enter a Master-tier squad with an average strength around Three-star or Four-star.

If he could latch onto Zhang Zhou, this Six-star Master, it would naturally be far better than finding a team on his own.

Hearing Ling Shuang, Xu Jingming merely smiled and said nothing.

Back in the country, it was because one had to join the Vanguard Squad before entering the front-line battlefield.

Here in Moben, things were much more relaxed — as long as one had the identity of a Dejiaka Battle Group member, one could join the battlefield.

Since that was the case, he naturally would not join any squad; free movement was best.

Sela behaved the same way as him.

This woman was about thirty-something years old; although not as pretty as Hearing Ling Shuang,

she still had lingering charm, a lovely face, and a slender figure.

"The front-line battlefield is extremely dangerous; even we, as Seven-tier Masters, face no small chance of falling.

Rather than joining an ordinary Master-tier squad of the Battle Group, wouldn't it be better for us to form a new squad together?"

Seeming to notice that Xu Jingming was somewhat unwilling, Zhang Zhou couldn't help but remind him.

"Brother Zhou, I understand, but I've always preferred being alone and don't want to join any squad."

Xu Jingming could hear the sincerity in the other's words and replied with a smile.

"Not planning to join a squad?"

Hearing this, Zhang Zhou immediately frowned, but still nodded and said: "Alright then."

They were both from Daxia, which was why he kindly reminded him; otherwise, he wouldn't have said a single word.

For instance, Sela, who likewise showed no desire to form a team — he had absolutely no intention of persuading her.

But he hadn't expected Xu Jingming to refuse his good intentions.

As for Xu Jingming's claim of not joining a squad, he simply didn't believe it, assuming it was merely an excuse to refuse him.

After all, who would joke about their own life and safety?

After this little interlude, it was clearly visible that Zhang Zhou's enthusiasm toward Xu Jingming had diminished considerably.

But Xu Jingming didn't mind either, leaning back lightly on the sofa, resting with his eyes closed.

Two hours later, three more Seven-tier Masters appeared in the waiting area.

But Uncle Keladuo had yet to show up.

Just as Xu Jingming was getting somewhat impatient from waiting, Keladuo finally appeared in everyone's line of sight.

"My apologies, everyone; something came up and caused a delay."

Keladuo was a middle-aged fatty, with a smile on his face, dressed in splendid attire, looking very affable.

Rather than an ability user, he looked more like a wealthy merchant.

But the faint aura of an Eight-tier ability user emanating from him still demonstrated Keladuo's formidable strength.

"Not at all, Steward Ke is swamped with affairs — it's us who should be troubling you."

"Exactly, Steward Ke has worked hard."

No matter how much they were cursing inwardly, in front of this Keladuo,

the many Seven-tier Masters who had waited so long still didn't dare to let out even a peep; instead, they put on smiles and tried their best to curry favor.

This couldn't help but make Xu Jingming sigh inwardly.

Indeed,

no matter where one was, strength was revered above all.

Before a stronger expert, ability users of lower strength could only fawn in every way, without even a shred of say.

"Please wait a moment longer, everyone; the strength certification will begin shortly."

Keladuo seemed to have anticipated this kind of reaction from the crowd.

He smiled, tossed out a sentence, and without caring about their reactions, walked straight toward the entrance of the hall.

"Damn it! Still not starting!"

"Too much! How much longer do we have to wait?"

Several Seven-tier Masters immediately became unhappy, but even so, they could only complain in low voices, afraid of being overheard by Keladuo.

"Waiting only two hours before seeing Keladuo is already considered good.

I heard from some Master friends that many people had to wait a full three or four hours before they could see him."

Zhang Zhou shook his head and said self-deprecatingly: "I reckon some big shot must be coming today.

Otherwise, this Keladuo really wouldn't necessarily have come over this early."

Outside, they were Seven-tier Master-class ability users.

But in front of this behemoth called Dejiaka, they really didn't amount to much.

Every day, countless strong warriors arrive in Moben from all over the country.

The Degaka Warband sees nearly ten new seventh-rank Masters join each day!

They really aren't lacking in people like these.

Xu Jingming had thought Zhang Zhou might be mistaken.

But he didn't expect that, after more than ten minutes,

Uncle Keladuo, upon seeing a tall, thin white youth in battle armor stepping down from a high-end supercar,

greeted him like a long-lost father, rushing forward with eager enthusiasm.

His face creased into a constant smile, brimming with flattery and obsequiousness.

"Cezar! It's him!"

"No wonder—Cezar's family head, from the Gray Clan, is the deputy commander of the Degaka Warband."

Upon seeing this white youth, all the seventh-rank Masters suddenly understood.

"Who is this guy? Why does everyone here know him?" Xu Jingming asked curiously.

"Cezar Gray, the backbone of the Gray Clan.

He's only thirty-one this year, yet his rank is already seventh-rank mid-tier, with an A-class elemental wind ability.

His father, the head of the Gray Clan,

holds a ninth-rank low-tier rank and is currently the deputy commander of the Degaka Warband."

Zhang Zhou explained, paused, then added: "And I hear the clan head is about to break through to ninth-rank mid-tier."

As soon as he finished, Xu Jingming fully understood.

So that's why Uncle Keladuo rushed over—trying to curry favor.

"Cezar, all members of the Jingying Sect elite squad 'Blood Blade' are already waiting for you in the VIP lounge.

I'll take you there right away—they're eagerly anticipating your joining."

Uncle Keladuo's face beamed like Maitreya Buddha,

not even glancing at Xu Jingming and the others, he turned to lead Cezar toward the elevator.

"Uncle Kel, I'd like to complete my strength certification first, then meet them."

Cezar smiled and said.

"No need—your strength, don't you think I know it? You're more than qualified for 'Blood Blade'!"

Uncle Keladuo waved his hand hastily.

"Uncle, you know, but 'Blood Blade' doesn't.

If I don't get certified, I won't have the confidence to stand alongside them—don't you agree?"

Cezar said with a smile.

His words radiated unshakable confidence.

"This..."

Uncle Keladuo hesitated a moment, then finally nodded:

"That's true—I'll arrange a private room for your strength certification right away."

"Why arrange a private room? Uncle, isn't this hall perfect for strength certification?

I'll test alongside them—it'll also let me see how strong the seventh-rank Masters joining the Degaka Warband really are."

Cezar said casually.

"Fine—let them see the mighty prowess of the Gray Clan's heir."

Since Cezar had insisted, Uncle Keladuo didn't refuse, leading him toward Xu Jingming and the others.