A Challenger Arrives

Third Class's fighting arena.

The moment he stepped into the arena,

Jiang Mu was immediately surrounded by a group of people.

After giving them a quick look, he frowned. They had come with ill intent.

"You're Jiang Mu, right? You actually said something so arrogant yesterday. I challenge you."

The leader of the group surrounding him was extremely burly. He was just a little less built than Long Aotian, but still imposing enough.

"Oh? I don't think I've seen you in our class before."

"I'm Zhao Qian from Second Class. I heard you said some arrogant things in class yesterday, so I've come to challenge you too."

"Oh, there are sparring matches between classes as well?"

Jiang Mu raised a brow.

He was not some fool who had set up an arena and had to accept every challenge that came his way.

How could he establish any authority if he accepted anyone and everyone?

If he could not establish authority, then accepting challenges was pointless. With that thought, Jiang Mu turned to look at Vina beside him.

"Uh, there is such a thing. Generally speaking, classes do spar with each other."

"Oh, there really are inter-class sparring matches?"

"You can try sparring with him if you want."

Vina seemed to still be angry about Jiang Mu lecturing her earlier.

She had her arms folded across her chest and her head turned to one side, refusing to look at Jiang Mu. Her attitude was utterly casual, as if to say that he could decide whatever he wanted.

Jiang Mu raised a brow and immediately understood. Vina still had not grasped what he meant.

To build a good relationship, one had to show goodwill. What she was doing now was obviously just being petty.

She clearly had not understood the meaning behind