Wu Yu was smiling widely, but his eyes were set, filled with immense confidence.

As if the Tundra Hell Master was not even worth mentioning.

That sort of toying attitude was extremely disrespectful towards the opponent. It made one sick. 

Many were saying to themselves, "This guy is too much!"

"He isn't taking the Tundra Hell Master seriously! If not for the 10th Grade Palace of an Immortal King suppressing the Hell Masters' true power, he would not even be able to stand a single attack from the Tundra Hell Master!"

"He thinks he stands a chance, and so he's acting smug? He might be the first one eliminated."

Of course, the spectators could not communicate with each other, but seeing Wu Yu so proud, they could not wait for his fall.

Mo Yuji was surprised by his offer. She thought it over and found nothing bad for herself, nor any way that Wu Yu could turn it on her. She nodded assent.

"Protect yourself well now. When I'm done with the...