A sharp gleam appeared in Zuo Xiaoduo's eyes. "But that kid Wu Yuntian has concealed his cultivation. He's quite a character. In a one-on-one fight, you guys probably really wouldn't be his match. That kid has already reached the Embryonic Breathing Realm."
Yu Moyan insisted, "I want to fight. I want to give it a try!"
Watching the fluctuations of fortune above Yu Moyan's head, Zuo Xiaoduo said evenly, "This fight is mine! They've already called out the Iron Fist Young Master by name. What are you going to try? Are you the Iron Fist Young Master?"
Yu Moyan choked with anger. "So you started scheming when we registered the day before yesterday?!"
Perfectly at ease, Zuo Xiaoduo nodded repeatedly, his face wreathed in smiles.
He closed his eyes to rest his mind and thought, I didn't read their fortunes? How could that be? It would be stranger than seeing a ghost if I hadn't! Every one of those fellows has death qi shrouding his head. They clearly need me, Lord Zuo, to send them on to the next life.
If you guys go up, I'm afraid you won't be able to kill them and will defy heaven's decree...
The drawing of lots began.
Zuo Xiaoduo prayed incessantly in his heart.
We have to draw Fenghai City's Thirteenth High School. We have to draw Fenghai City's Thirteenth High School...
He drew a lot and looked.
But he was sorely disappointed.
It actually wasn't Fenghai City's Thirteenth High School, but another martial arts school.
Zuo Xiaoduo first examined the opposing side's fortunes, then looked over every person they would be facing before deciding who would take the stage. "Yu Moyan, didn't you want to fight? You won't get a turn against Fenghai Thirteenth High School, but I can leave this opponent