"I wonder, during the battle for the top four, whether the rules for issuing challenges will still apply?"
Lin Bai asked Luo Wuling.
Luo Wuling's pupils contracted. He smiled and said, "The Evil Moon Grand Feast was established specifically as a place for the younger generation to spar and compete. If a martial artist wishes to spar with an opponent, and that opponent does not refuse, then the Evil Moon Grand Feast can naturally satisfy your desire to compete!"
"Good!" Lin Bai agreed without hesitation. He turned his gaze toward the Evil Moon Sect's seats and shouted coldly, "Zhu Qingzhou! Do you dare fight me?"
Rumble...
Lin Bai's furious roar contained earth-shattering power, shaking the entire arena.
The pupils of countless martial artists nearly burst from their sockets as they stared at Lin Bai in the Martial Arts Arena, their eyes filled with nothing but astonishment.
"Qing Luo is challenging Zhu Qingzhou?"
"Tsk, tsk, as expected of fellow disciples. His senior sister was humiliated, so his junior brother is seeking revenge?"
"..."
When Liu Fuyun heard Lin Bai's voice, he immediately sprang to his feet and shouted at him, "Qing Luo, don't be rude."
The many martial artists of the Evil Moon Sect darkened in expression but said nothing.
Tu Qing's expression was cold and indifferent. He remained silent.
Wan Zizhen merely smiled, a hint of anticipation in his eyes.
Zhu Qingzhou was seated among the spectators. Upon hearing Lin Bai's challenge, he was instantly consumed by rage. He stood up angrily and shouted, "What is there to fear? I'm only worried that I might accidentally kill you, and people will say I bullied the weak!"
Upon hearing this, Lin Bai threw back his head and laughed. "Very well. We'll sign a life-and-death contract first!"
"Once the contract is signed,