"Return the battle armor to Xuanguang Sect!" the Sect Master of Xuanguang Sect said, staring at Xu Wuzhou with a dark expression.

Xu Wuzhou looked at him and said, "Shouldn't the Divine Iron Sword be handed over to me?"

"Hmph." The Sect Master of Xuanguang Sect had someone bring out the sword. He had lost it to Xu Wuzhou fair and square, and with so many martial artists watching, there was no way he could refuse.

When Xu Wuzhou took the sword, it felt heavy in his hand.