"I, Bai Yuewu, a cultivator from the Hehuan Sect, choose to challenge Li Ping'an!"
"Damn! Damn! Damn!"
Li Ping'an rolled his eyes at the crowd, then took a step back and said in displeasure,
"Big brothers and big sisters, are you mistaken or something? I, Li Ping'an, can only compete with one person. All seven of you chose me—do you expect me to fight all seven of you? Are you trying to work me to death?"
Li Ping'an knew they were just trying to bully someone they perceived as "weak," so he wasn't surprised. If he were in the shoes of those seven, he would certainly do the same and choose to challenge himself, Li Ping'an, who had somewhat lucked his way into the finals.
Therefore, in order to resolve this matter quickly, Li Ping'an immediately turned to the Observatory Master of Moyun Temple, Immortal Fei He, and asked for help,
"Hey hey hey! Old man, are you blind? Hurry up and sort this out for me, I don't want to fight one against seven!"
