Zeno's emotionless childish voice echoed back and forth through the silent World of Void.
It made many gods shudder instantly.
And at that moment.
The Grand Minister, who had been standing silently at the very front of the platform like a statue, finally spoke slowly.
"Yes."
The Grand Minister still wore an elegant smile as he turned his starry, profound gaze toward Universe 7.
"Mr. Sun Wuxiu."
"What are your thoughts on contestant Bergamo of Universe 9's proposal?"
As he spoke.
The Grand Minister's gaze settled completely on Sun Wuxiu.
It was not just the Grand Minister.
At that instant.
The Gods of Destruction, Supreme Kais, and Angels of every universe present.
As well as the eighty contestants, all turned their eyes toward him in unison.
Countless gazes carrying all manner of emotions.
Focused on Sun Wuxiu alone, as though eagerly awaiting his final answer.
Was he planning to.
Accept this seemingly morally coercive request for a one-on-one fight?
Or ignore this wild wolf outright.
And continue the Tournament of Power according to the original plan?
Faced with the attention of all the gods and powerhouses present.
Sun Wuxiu did not feel even the slightest pressure.
He merely lowered his head slightly.
Then he gave a soft laugh.
That laugh seemed full of mockery for ignorance.
Immediately afterward.
His clear, penetrating voice rang through the entire World of Void with perfect clarity.
"Contestant Bergamo, your idea is truly excellent."
At this sudden praise.
Everyone from Universe 9 immediately looked overjoyed.
They thought the other side had truly backed down and compromised.
Even Bergamo clenched his fists, believing that his plan had succeeded.
However.
Sun Wuxiu's next words were like a cold blade severing fate.
"I believe everyone heard his meaning quite clearly just now."
"Universe 9 has great backbone. They