Wordless Heavenly Stele

Cao Wei, standing behind the Celestial Emperor, hurried forward and said, "Yes, he is Zhou Cheng—the only Immortal King below the tenth level to successfully enter the second round this time."

Other than Zhou Cheng, all those who had successfully entered the second round were experts above the tenth level of Immortal King.

As the host of this Immortal King battle, Cao Wei had also taken notice of Zhou Cheng.

"Not at the tenth level of Immortal King, yet he still entered the second round. It seems Zhou Cheng's luck is indeed quite good," Deng Bai said.

In Deng Bai's view, Zhou Cheng might possess considerable combat strength to have entered the second round, but it was mainly due to luck.

The Celestial Emperor nodded as well.

At the scene, atop the arena.

When Ice Jade Mystic Maiden saw that her first opponent was Zhou Cheng, she was stunned for a moment before shaking her head. "I never expected Fellow Daoist Zhou's first opponent to be me. Still, Fellow Daoist Zhou, you should concede on your own."

Zhou Cheng smiled at her words. "Concede on my own? Why?"

Ice Jade Mystic Maiden frowned. "Fellow Daoist Zhou, do you truly intend to fight?"

She had told Zhou Cheng to concede because she wished to preserve his dignity. After all, he had only just entered the second round; if she defeated him in a single move, he would lose all face.

"I'm just giving it a try," Zhou Cheng said with a nod.

Outside the arena, many Immortal King experts watching the match shook their heads.

Zhou Cheng actually wanted to fight Ice Jade Mystic Maiden. Wasn't he asking for humiliation?

"Zhou Cheng, I advise you to get down here and scram. You want to make a move against Senior Ice Jade