The Competition Starts! Three Events!

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Zhou Xuanji grabbed the white-haired man's wrist and said, glancing through the corner of his eyes, "You have to leave a name if you want to kill me!?"

The white-haired man looked back at him and sneered, "Then, you can call me Sword Emperor Slayer."

Having said that, his right hand turned into nothing as he continued to walk, breaking free from Zhou Xuanji's hold.

Sword Emperor Slayer!

Obviously, he was provoking Zhou Xuanji!

Xian Xianghua said in a gentle voice, "He isn't as simple as he looks. But he sure is going to die if he keeps up with his arrogance."

She trusted Zhou Xuanji blindly.

How many enemies, who seemed invincible at first, had been defeated by Zhou Xuanji!? So who was the Sword Emperor Slayer!?

Zhou Xuanji smiled and continued forward with Xian Xianghua.

There were so many occupations in the Vocation Palace that it was difficult to keep count.