A guy with shriveled skin who looked like a zombie walked onto the stage.
He was carrying a pitch-black coffin on his back, which was visible in contrast to his skinny body.
When Huang Qi saw this zombie-like person, his face turned ugly and miserable.
He really had the most unlucky life.
He had already accepted the fact that he went against the monster-like Victor.
But now he had encountered this monster from Puppet Peak.
Being a personal disciple had led him to such situations, Huang Qi's head was about to explode.
Victor narrowed his eyes.
This zombie-like person seemed to be a personal disciple of Puppet Peak, Shangshan Cherong.
"Huang Qi is also a personal disciple of Spirit Spell Peak. I remember that personal disciples would only compete in the final ten matches."
"Could it be that because Huang Qi lost to me, he has already been disqualified as a seeded contestant?"