Since the first round was to determine the top sixteen, there was no need for him to face Shen Tu in battle right away. After all, the competition had just begun, and even though Shen Tu had won the first year, there were still fifteen spots up for grabs.
"Ha ha, I have long heard that Senior Shen Tu's mastery of the Ghost Dao Great Technique is unparalleled. Although my cultivation is weak, I still wish to ask for some instruction from the senior."
Suddenly, a gloomy light shot toward the Chaos Arena. As the light dissipated, a ghost-faced child appeared, only three feet tall.
With sharp fangs and ghostly eyes, his face was a purple-green, holding a green copper ring in his hand. His appearance was truly that of a malevolent ghost, sending a shiver of cold dread down the spine of anyone who looked upon him.
