The man in front was covered in blood, but there were no visible wounds. Coupled with the "two victories" from the man in black, Pei Ye nodded cautiously.
This obviously was a place where everyone else was an enemy. Pei Ye had some guesses about where the blood on these people came from.
Contrary to his previous guess, Wu Zaigu's position wasn't so important. He wasn't the only chosen one, but merely eligible to compete.
This actually made sense. Although Wu Zaigu had at the time seemed like a formidable enemy, for a mysterious plan capable of subduing someone like Zhu Gaoyang, surely a Grandmaster had to be at the core of the scheme.
The competition at hand was clearly a fight to the death. Out of around twenty people, there was likely only one survivor.
But the man didn't seem to see him as an enemy. He said, "You're young, yet you managed to kill their hosts. That's pretty impressive. Who's your master, and how did you end up in this godforsaken place?"
