Four days passed quickly. Today was the Beggar Gang's martial arts tournament, where its next leader would be decided.
Huang Xiao arrived early, as did the many experts of the Jianghu, though there were fewer than four days ago. Some had gone home to attend to other matters, after all.
"Tuoba Xing?" Huang Xiao noticed that Tuoba Xing was not sitting beside him this time, but opposite him. It seemed he had asked the Beggar Gang to change his seat so he would not be next to Huang Xiao.
The person sitting beside him was Xu Wuyu.
When Huang Xiao looked at him, Xu Wuyu sensed someone watching him. He looked up, and when he saw it was Huang Xiao, the corner of his mouth curled slightly.
Then he rose and walked toward Huang Xiao.
Huang Xiao frowned slightly, unsure what Xu Wuyu intended to do.
After reaching Huang Xiao, Xu Wuyu looked him over for a while.
Xu Wuyu's behavior drew quite a few people's attention. After all, those on this platform were experts from Renowned Great Sects, and none of them was young. Young people here therefore attracted attention.
Of course, those present were no longer surprised to see Huang Xiao and Tuoba Xing here, since they already knew about them. But now another young man had appeared, which aroused their curiosity.
Most looked at Xu Wuyu in puzzlement, realizing they did not recognize this lad either. They had no idea which sect he belonged to or which old fellow's disciple he was.
One thing was certain, however: since he could be here, his status was clearly no ordinary one, and his strength was probably no different.
Now that he had walked up to Huang Xiao, they were all curious about what he would say.
"Hahaha!" Xu Wuyu