Waldo, in a blink, saw the fierce and greedy look in the man's eyes.
"You're asking for death!"
Waldo was disdainful.
This disdain came from deep within.
He had the confidence.
Hearing this, the man burst into laughter.
"Ha ha ha, you dare to threaten me?"
"You probably don't know who I am. I am the Demon Blade, ranked ninth in the combat power leaderboard! What are you, some eastern nobody! Kneel down and beg for mercy, or you're dead for sure!"
"Ranked ninth in the combat power leaderboard? Not bad."
Waldo nodded slightly.
In the current Chessboard World, there were over a hundred thousand trialists.
Being in the top ten meant considerable strength.
However, since he had only just entered the Chessboard World not long ago, the gap between trialists wasn't that huge.
In a fight, it was uncertain who would fall!
