My Passive Skills Are Invincible
Chapter 87

When the Sky Splitting Sword heard Mike's words, his body trembled and he hurriedly waved his hand,

“No, no, no, you're wrong person.”

This scene was watched by other contestants.

God Slayer seemed to know this fool.

As for why he was called a fool …

his Sky Splitting Sword ID was in his head, yet he told Mike that he was the wrong person?

Who is he trying to fool?

What surprised them even more was that God Slayer actually put on a surprised look and said,

“Ah, so I'm wrong. Sorry, I'm sorry.”

This made the other players look at them even more strangely.

Could they really be idiots?

The reason why Mike said that was because he thought it was unnecessary.

Even if Mike insisted that he was the Sky Splitting Sword, what could he do?

Last time, the other party chose to go offline and reneged on the federation's 10,000 coin bet.

Is he going to give Mike money fairly now?

That's not possible.

Rather than that, it was better to pretend not to know him.

After all, the Sky Splitting Sword posed no threat to him, and he would not influence Mike to win the championship.

Oh, no, it's to win second place.

A weapon? Even a dog does not want it.

So what if it was a weapon given by the king? Can it compare to the Sword of Meredith?

After Mike found a seat to sit down and rest, the waiting room went silent.

The Sky Splitting Sword lowered its head, afraid of making a sound.

Mike just rested with his eyes closed.

The others continued to set their sights forward and backward between the two people, wanting to know what was going on between them.

Anyone can say that it's not a good thing.

Such an atmosphere made the contestants who then walked into the waiting room not dare to speak.

The silent and strange atmosphere continued until ten minutes later.

After the 216 participants had gathered, the others could no longer register.

Of course, this does not mean that anyone can sign up.

There are certain requirements to register.

For example, a player's level should be above level 20.

If a player below this level wanted to register, the NPC would only say one thing, after all,

“Sorry, you're not strong enough. Please practice a little more.”

Although Mike had reached level 32, there were still very few players who had reached level 20.

Otherwise, the registration process will not take long.

It only took a while to gather 216 players.

Then, an NPC appeared in the waiting room.

Everyone's gazes finally turned from Mike and turned to the NPC.

[Commander of the Royal Guards, David.]

This title was quite clear, not to mention that he was wearing a set of extremely handsome armor. It is clear that he is not an ordinary person.

Clearly, these NPCs should have a very high status among the human race, at least in the eyes of the players.

This was because it was useless for players to come into contact with NPC officials. Those people would not be able to provide them with much benefit.

However, if players could establish a good relationship with the commander of these Royal Guards and increase their hospitality, they might be able to join the Royal Guards.

When that time comes, the status of the player will be different.

Many things can be done easily, and there may even be discounts when buying items at the store.

Whoever offended the player would offend all the royal guards.

In other words, they will have supporters in the future.

A lot of people started to fret, wanting to have a good relationship with David.

“Next, 216 of you will take turns entering the arena to compete. During the competition, you can watch in the waiting room.

“Each round, winners will advance and losers will lose their qualifiers on the spot.

“You only have one chance, I hope you can make good use of it.”

When the players heard this, they became nervous.

To reach the final and win the championship …

Oh no, it's the runner-up.

No one has a chance to win the championship here.

If someone wants to reach the final and win second place, he cannot make a single mistake.

If they make one mistake, they may be eliminated.

They can't be careless at all!

When the players were nervous, the commander of the Royal Guards, David, did not leave immediately. Instead, he walked towards Mike.

This scene confused the players.

What did this NPC do?

Mike is confused too.

However, this doubt did not last long.

When the commander of the Royal Guards, David, came in front of Mike, he immediately bowed and said,

“Honored God Killer God, the king invites you to watch the battle with him. You do not have to stay in the same room with these vulgar adventurers.”

Hearing these words, the other players were stunned.

‘What do you mean by vulgar adventurer?

‘Is this game still playable?

‘Are all NPCs this arrogant?’

Of course, those NPCs were arrogant.

Although the players were not happy, none of them dared to stand out and say anything.

One could imagine the consequences if one were to step out at this moment.

That person will be stabbed by the commander of the Royal Guards, David, and will be sent to the point of awakening and stripped of his right to compete.

No one could offend him.

NPCs were all unreasonable hooligans.

When Mike heard this arrangement, he could not help but smile and said,

“But I still have to participate in the competition.”

The Royal Guards Commander, David, bowed politely and said,

“Do not worry about this. During the competition, someone will send you to the competition stage.”

Hearing this answer, Mike nodded in satisfaction.

As long as it doesn't affect the competition.

It would be better to watch with the king. He might even be able to accept hidden missions or something.

“Alright, lead the way then.”

After this, Mike follows David out of the waiting room.

The other 214 players looked at him enviously.

As for the other players, it was naturally the Sky Splitting Sword.

Not having to face God Slayer made him sigh in relief.

..

The commander of the Royal Guards, David, takes Mike out of the waiting room and appears next to the king.

David bowed and left, leaving the king and Mike in the VIP seats.

This was the best seat in the arena, and it was specially reserved for the big guys to watch the competition.

There were no NPC players or spectators within five meters.

Others could only sit on an ordinary chair that was five meters away.

Soon, the players who could only watch from the audience seats found Mike's figure.

Everyone is dumbfounded.

“What happened? Why was God Slayer allowed to watch from there? Is there a big difference between us humans?”