The one who stepped onto the platform was a thin, lanky young man.
He was very tall, probably over 1.9 meters.
His build made him look like a dried stalk.
"I'm Shao Yang from Class 3 of the Sword Arts Department, a Level 3 Martial Artist!"
"Please enlighten me!"
A Level 3 Martial Artist?
Jiang Fan's eyes lit up.
Finally, a true expert was coming!
But...
It still wasn't enough!
Jiang Fan swept his gaze across the entire arena again.
"Anyone else?"
He deliberately provoked them.
"If not, then I'll be taking this position of chief!"
Seeing that there was still no reaction, Jiang Fan chuckled.
"Those who don't even dare to step onto the platform—no matter who becomes chief, they'll still be a disgrace to Ninth Martial Arts University!"
Sure enough, the moment Jiang Fan said this,
several more figures leaped onto the platform.
"I'm Zhong Peilan from Class 1 of the Martial Arts Department, a Level 3 Martial Artist. Please enlighten me!"
"I'm from Class 3 of the Martial Arts Department..."
A few minutes later, more than a dozen freshmen were already standing on the platform.
These people were all outstanding among Ninth Martial Arts University's freshmen. Under Jiang Fan's verbal provocation, they had finally been unable to hold back and stepped onto the arena.
Shao Yang, who had been the first to take the platform, saw more than a dozen freshmen join them in the blink of an eye and spoke up.
"There are so many of us. How should we compete?"
"How about we go in the order we came up?"
They had originally come up to challenge Jiang Fan, so it was impossible for them to fight one another.
What they needed to decide now was the order in which they would battle Jiang Fan.