That was indeed the case!
To the average person, among the few Devil Race members left, aside from the one who also had a Mechanical Puppet, there was at most one Nirvana Realm tenth-layer Devil Race member with nine Law Pills.
Yan Yang's Mechanical Puppet could just barely hold its own, but the other Devil Race experts were another matter.
After all, when facing a true Nirvana Realm expert, a Mechanical Puppet at the sixth layer of the Nirvana Realm wouldn't amount to much, no matter how outstanding its combat strength was.
The few Devil Race members left had all cultivated nine Law Pills, and their cultivation had reached the peak of the Nirvana Realm.
One of them had even cultivated an astonishing ten Law Pills.
If he encountered that Devil Race member, then with Qin Shaofeng's current strength in this Immortal Incarnation, even with the eighteen Mechanical Puppets, he probably wouldn't be a match.
Even counting the Mechanical Puppet at the tenth layer of the Nirvana Realm, Qin Shaofeng thought their chances of victory were less than thirty percent.
That was because he sensed a hint of danger from that Devil Race member.
However, that wasn't the ultimate reason Qin Shaofeng had decided to concede. In truth, he had intended to give up from the very beginning.
If not in the fourth match, then in the fifth!
The reason was simple: if Qin Shaofeng didn't concede, he would advance straight to the final round.
That would completely derail his plan to earn Points.
After conceding, Qin Shaofeng was about to leave the arena.
But just then, his opponent suddenly spoke.
"You're pretty good!"
Hm?
Hearing his opponent speak out of the blue, Qin Shaofeng instinctively turned to look. He realized he didn't know the man standing before him.
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