"It seems you still don't understand the hierarchy I mentioned, otherwise you wouldn't have the face to appear before me. Mud cannot coexist with jade," Luo Tu said to Xu Wuzhou.

Xu Wuzhou stood there, exuding an aura. Ignoring the other's words, he stared sharply at the book from Jixia Academy, then turned his gaze to the three disciples of the academy.

He took a deep breath, then spoke like thunder, pointing at the three: "Xu Wuzhou from Lin'an challenges the three disciples of Jixia Academy, to decide both victory and life or death!"

The night was very quiet, but Xu Wuzhou's voice was loud, like a thunderclap exploding.