The armored man could not make sense of it. Qin Hao was only a Little One at the True Martial Realm Ninth Layer. Granted, he had won nearly fifty matches in a row and shown remarkable strength...
But by all rights, that should not have drawn the city lord's attention.
Even a genius with eighty consecutive victories might not earn the city lord's regard, let alone Qin Hao, who had yet to reach fifty.
Does this kid have another trump card? The armored man studied Qin Hao, his gaze turning grave.
After a moment's thought, the armored man took out another Message Jade Slip and contacted the B-Rank Swordsman at the city lord's estate.
He ordered the B-Rank Swordsman to stand ready to intercept Qin Hao at any moment!
"The Thousand-Man Slayer, a Silver-Rank Killer of the Heavenly Fiend Organization? Someone hired them to deal with Qin Hao?"
Most people had only heard of the Thousand-Man Slayer's formidable reputation. Few knew he was a Top Silver-Plate Killer of the Heavenly Fiend Organization.
But as a top Saint Martial Grandmaster, Elder Huang knew the organization well. He had once come close to being hunted by them himself.
That made Elder Huang all the more surprised. Who was so determined to see Qin Hao dead?
"Hahaha! The Thousand-Man Slayer, a Top Silver-Plate Killer! The Heavenly Fiend Organization actually sent him. Those eight million Low-Grade Spirit Stones were worth every piece."
Inside a building, Jiao Hong watched in ecstasy. "Qin Hao may have the Demonic Qi Black Sphere, but there's no way he can use it here."
"The Sword Pool Tournament doesn't prohibit Warriors from fighting to the death. That's especially true for contestants who haven't won fifty matches in a row."
"This time, Qin Hao is dead!"
Jiao Hong grinned viciously. If