"Alright." Xu Wendong nodded slightly, his tone calm, as if the method of the competition suggested by Zhou Ran posed no pressure to him.
His eyes were steadfast and confident, like the most brilliant star in the night sky, emitting a glow that could not be ignored.
He did not care about the method of the competition, because in his heart, he was certain of his victory.
However, the disciples below the stage were stirred up, whispering among themselves and discussing fervently.
"They're actually competing in Nether Talisman?"
"Brother Zhou is the most skilled in Nether Talisman Dao among our generation of disciples."
"Who can win against him in a Nether Talisman competition?"
The expressions on everyone's faces were filled with regret, their eyes full of worry and skepticism, seemingly not optimistic about Xu Wendong's performance in this Nether Talisman contest.
