"You mean a rugged, fierce tiger and a rat-faced thief?"

Mo Su couldn't help but smile.

"A rugged tiger? A rat-faced thief? Are these titles?"

Lin Mo frowned and asked.

“Yes, it is indeed a title.” Mo Su nodded, then explained:

"The Rugged Tiger, like my Delicate Hands Master, is a title given by card players based on their playing style as they are the most powerful players in the game."

"The origin of the nickname 'Rugged Tiger' is quite interesting. It's because that burly man would often roar like crazy when playing cards. Plus, he was a former soldier, so when he roared, it was just like he was fighting a war, very imposing."

"He once used his sheer force of will to scare a young female card player who was both very talented and skilled to tears in a grassroots tournament where he was at a disadvantage. He won against all odds, and that's how he got his name."

"As for the Rat-Faced Thief, that guy always likes to use dirty tricks to win in the Qiongyu Card Tournament. Every time in the Qiongyu Card Tournament, he can always make the other three opponents run around in circles. He is extremely cunning. You have to be on your guard when you encounter him."

After listening to the explanation from the Celestial Master Su Shou, Lin Mo gently stroked his chin and nodded silently.

The heroes of the world are truly as numerous as carp crossing a river!

It seems that if I don't use half of my strength this time, I'll probably have a hard time winning!

Thinking of this, Lin Mo took a deep breath, his eyes sharpening.

Seeing this, the Celestial Master Su Shou frowned. This guy seemed a bit off. Was he going to get serious?

Well, 50% of my strength, that should be considered serious.

After announcing their names, Qingque and Lin Mo both received a detailed explanation of the competition rules.

The competition mechanism of the Imperial Jade Palace is actually quite simple. It is based on an elimination tournament with no revival rounds. Each person only has one chance: either advance or fail.

A total of thirty-two people registered, all of whom were veterans from various Immortal Ships with decades of experience. They gathered on the Immortal Ships this time, all for the sake of winning the championship and besieging Lin Mo.

It's quite like the six major sects besieging Bright Peak!

The detailed elimination rules are as follows: the 32 people will be divided into eight groups by drawing lots for the first round of elimination.

In the first round, each group plays five rounds, with one point awarded for each winning hand. After five rounds, the player with the highest score advances to the second round.

In other words, three-quarters of the people will be eliminated in the first round!

The eight people selected for the second round were drawn into two groups again, and then competed. The top two from each group were selected for the final.

The elimination mechanism is simple and easy to understand, but it is also very cruel. After two rounds, you go directly to the finals, and the pace is extremely fast.

After the rules of the game were read aloud, the host's voice quickly rang out in the card room!

"There are about ten minutes left in the competition before the draw. All contestants, please take your positions and come to the front of the stage to prepare!"

Upon hearing this, Qingque looked at Lin Mo and said, "The drawing of lots is about to take place. If we are drawn together, you can let me win, at least let me lose with some dignity, okay?"

"Uh, the game of cards is as unpredictable as the wind and clouds, which is beyond my control!" Lin Mo said with an embarrassed smile.

"Hmph, you can't let me fail to win a single game like before! Otherwise, you'll be sorry when we get back!"

"Qingque said coquettishly."

Seeing this, Lin Mo couldn't help but tap her little head and say, "Alright, alright, let's go quickly."

"Lin Mo, don't hit my head!" Qing Que stomped her feet angrily.

Soon, the two arrived at the stage of the competition. Thirty-two contestants stood in a row, each one arrogant and full of confidence.

Seeing Lin Mo slowly approaching, they couldn't help but show a disdainful attitude.

"He's the legendary Great Demon King of Changletian? Heh, he doesn't look like much. He looks weak and frail. I'll treat him like a monster and grind him down later!"

"Hey, you still think of him as a monster? Aren't you giving him too much credit?"

"Brush? That's right, thinking about it, it makes sense. After all, with such a big reputation and such exaggerated boasts, it's probably just a number of lives that were boosted by paying five cents a credit."

"Hmph, I'd like to see what this big boss of Chang Le Tian is all about!"

Hearing the crowd's indignant words, the young master Tang, who was combing his hair back, couldn't help but look at Lin Mo, a smile appearing on his lips.

Lin Mo, as a legendary figure in the forum who is rarely seen, naturally piqued the interest of this deep-seated enthusiast of Qiongyu brand. He had heard about titles such as "Great Demon King of Changletian," "-1 Battle Record Player," and "Top Legend of the Imperial Qiongyu World" so many times that he was sick of them.

His investment in this competition was specifically aimed at Lin Mo; otherwise, he wouldn't have gone to such lengths to issue a challenge on the forum.

He was curious whether this character, who was touted as a legend and never appeared on public forums, was a reclusive master or just a clown.

Thinking of this, Young Master Tang still couldn't suppress his excitement and wanted to meet this guy in advance.

"Hi, Mr. Lin, my name is Tang Nan, you can also call me Young Master Tang, the one who challenged you on the forum. I'm very happy to meet you."

Upon hearing this, Lin Mo was taken aback for a moment, then turned around, smiled, shook hands with the other person, and then abruptly said, "Cherish it."

Tang Nan frowned. "What do you mean?"

"Because you won't be happy later."

Lin Mo shrugged innocently.