Still, Lin Qing had not been entirely idle just now. Of the dead soldiers who had failed to rendezvous, two had been killed by him.
In this arena, Lin Qing had far fewer qualms about killing, because all these people were going to die in the end anyway.
With his powerful divine sense assisting him, he could easily engineer one-on-one encounters. Otherwise, given his current fame, he would most likely be the one besieged if he encountered multiple contestants, and the spectators would inevitably notice something amiss.
"This Xingdu really has something up his sleeve. He must have hidden his strength in the Blood Arena before, right?"
"He must have something exceptional about him. Otherwise, why would someone worth over eight billion still enter the Grand Blood Bout?"
"Speaking of which, where did he get all that money?"
"Well... could it have been those ruins last time?"
Lin Qing's movements in the Sin Abyss were hardly a secret. Ever since his name had stood out on the contestant roster, many people had investigated him.
They guessed that Lin Qing's money had come from some ruins, and that was indeed the correct answer.
Inside Tu Mi's Flying Vessel, An Ke'er had no interest in how Lin Qing had acquired so much money. What concerned her was what gave him the confidence to enter the Grand Blood Bout.
"Has he been hiding his strength?"
There was no point in Tu Mi and Hua Yao lying in front of An Ke'er, but Tu Mi herself did not know. In the end, Hua Yao nodded helplessly.
"His wind will is very strong. It should have reached perfection."
Previously, to give Hua Yao the courage to sign up for a blood bout, Lin Qing had demonstrated this ability before her.
An Ke'er, however, slowly shook