"Damn it, that's the fifth one!"
Looking at his opponent, a first-level Nirvana Realm fighter, Qin Shaofeng was beyond frustrated.
If the Devil Race kept scheming against him like this, he'd be stuck in a string of ordinary matches. Even if he faced opponents above his level, they'd probably only be at the second or third level of the Nirvana Realm. He wouldn't earn many Points that way.
So when his fifth opponent forfeited, Qin Shaofeng didn't choose to continue competing. Instead, he took a break midway through the matches.
Qin Shaofeng's temporary withdrawal drew some attention. Even the human and Devil Race higher-ups glanced his way.
But whoever it was, after taking one look at Qin Shaofeng, they promptly ignored him.
The human higher-ups now knew the Devil Race had targeted Qin Shaofeng, and that they couldn't count on him. Naturally, they stopped paying attention to him.
As for the Devil Race, they'd already devised a plan against Qin Shaofeng, so they had no reason to keep watching him.
In fact, if not for Qin Shaofeng's powerful Mechanical Puppets, the Devil Race higher-ups wouldn't have bothered remembering the name of a human called Yan Yang.
After leaving the battle arena, Qin Shaofeng paid no mind to the sympathy or open mockery of the people behind the scenes. Instead, he quieted his thoughts and began communicating with the Magic Cloud.
"Magic Cloud, how's it going? Have you figured out the specifics of that supercomputer?" Qin Shaofeng asked the Magic Cloud's AI silently.
As soon as he realized the Devil Race was targeting him, Qin Shaofeng had started thinking about how to break their scheme.
Their plan against him hinged on the supercomputer controlling the battle arena.
Since it was a matter of AI, he'd fight fire with fire and