In the cold night, a chilling wind swept through, biting to the bone.

Among the seats, the disciples of the Confucian School wore grim expressions, for Chang Yu had lost his match, and it was a loss they found hard to accept.

If it had been a fair contest, a loss would have been acceptable. But to lose in such a manner was something they simply couldn't swallow.

At the forefront of the banquet, Law and Confucianism's expression was also dark. Just as he was about to speak, he saw Bai Wangyu rise from his seat behind him.

"Wangyu, you..." Law and Confucianism exclaimed in surprise.

"Law and Confucianism, Great Sovereign, allow me to challenge this brave warrior of the Helian tribe."@@novelbin@@

Without waiting for a response, Bai Wangyu strode towards the center of the banquet.

"Father!"

Beside the Great Sovereign of Helian, Helian Lanruo's face showed a trace of urgency as she saw Young Master Bai step forward. "The people of the Confucian School are guests from afar. Let's not continue these contests and risk damaging our good relations."

She knew of Ao Qiong's prowess, and this Young Master Bai, who looked no more than a scholar incapable of trussing a chicken, stood no chance against him, even if he possessed some martial skills.

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