章 1077: Do I, Xuanyuan Po, Not Deserve to Have A Name?

"Senior Martial Brother Xuanyuan, calm down!"

Helian Beifang tried to mediate things, but it was useless.

"Scram!"

Xuanyuan Po pushed Helian Beifang away, glaring at Li Ziqi. "Do I, Xuanyuan Po, not deserve to have a name?

"You're the Eldest Martial Sister. I won't fight you. Lu Zhiruo has Teacher to care for her, so I won't fight her either. But the third slot should be given to me, right?"

"Then let's just fight. The winner will be the one to go."

Ying Baiwu wasn't scared. (I have the Skyward Spirit Rune. Even if you have two more legs, you'll be defeated by my arrows.)

"Come on then. Who's scared?"

Xuanyuan Po rolled up his sleeves.

"Can you guys be quiet?"

Li Ziqi bellowed, "Xuanyuan, can you be more mature? Look at all those opponents. Even the weakest ones are in the Divine Force Realm. How are you going to win against them?