"Oh, what do you have to be dissatisfied with?"
The sinister-looking middle-aged man was not angry; instead, a hint of interest appeared on his face as he asked indifferently.
"The North Sea Demon Saber and Southern Wilderness Iron Swordsman are naturally famous, I admit I'm not as good as them. But why does this young, wet-behind-the-ears kid dare to compete with me for the spot?"
Ku Ming's gaze swept over everyone, unexpectedly landing on Chu Ming, his face showing anger.
Chu Ming was slightly startled, while the sinister-looking middle-aged man frowned. After all, even he couldn't gauge Chu Ming's depth. The reason he chose Chu Ming was purely based on intuition, guessing that Chu Ming was no ordinary person.
"How do you intend to prove it?"
Chu Ming's expression remained calm and unperturbed as he responded indifferently.
"Prove what?"
