Wu Chengjue gave Long Aotian a reassuring pill with his indifferent expression.
In Long Aotian's eyes, the icy beauty before him might have a bad temper, but she was undoubtedly a solid supporter to rely on. Losing to Han Buzhu in the second round and then to him in the third, it would be an easy path to advance to the finals—a perfect plan. Meanwhile, the other prodigies would fiercely compete against each other, resulting in a brutal scene. At that time, he would discreetly take advantage of the situation and seize the top spot in this combat competition.
On the stone pillar, the Great Elder nodded slightly. He hadn't misjudged, as having Wu Chengjue as a pawn would ensure Long Aotian's victory, especially since he was in charge of arranging the fights for the arena.
On the other side,