He really hadn't expected Lin Han to have the guts to show up and get himself killed.
'Looks like I underestimated this kid's stupidity.'
'If I were in his shoes, I definitely wouldn't have come. Humiliation is one thing, but at least you'd save your own neck, right?'
This Military Martial Arts Tournament was no-holds-barred combat. The moment you stepped onto the stage, it was like signing a death waiver—your life was on the line.
In Luo Dalong's opinion, even if Lin Han managed to leave here alive today, he'd be missing an arm or a leg.
After all, that fourth seat wasn't something just anyone could sit in.
Lin Han would have to fight his way through a crowd of challengers all by himself. Even if he got lucky and won, the moment he faced Lei Yiming, it would be a dead end.
Besides, he had another ace up his sleeve besides Lei Yiming, one meant to ensure Lin Han would not leave the Military Martial Arts Tournament alive.
