Saint Lord Taichu was basically the kind of person who did whatever he said he would do. Empty promises were never part of his character or style. The very next day, he immediately founded a tournament. Since the old Hero Ranking list was due for another update, his proposal was to hold a competition once a week.
That would definitely encroach on quite a few people's interests. Why?
Those experts had worked incredibly hard just to break into the top hundred. Before they had even gained a firm foothold, the rankings were about to be refreshed again. How could that not affect their interests? They had just opened Martial Arts Halls and established their own territory, only for a new batch of people to come challenge their position. However, Saint Lord Taichu's explanation to them was simple.
As long as you truly had strength, you would not fear competition. Unless you were the sort who slacked off and cut corners, working three days and loafing for two. That was another matter entirely.
Of course, in Saint Lord Taichu's mind, since he had founded the ranking himself, no one had the right to come before him, criticize him, or tell him how to conduct himself. Many people had originally held objections, but Saint Lord Taichu issued an order.
Anyone with objections would be permanently kicked out of the ranking and never allowed back. Under such circumstances, what courage would they have to oppose Saint Lord Taichu? Naturally, they tucked their tails between their legs. They understood the difference between one full meal and being full every day better than anyone. First of all—
If they made a name for themselves on this ranking, the benefits would be considerable. They could use that fame to open Martial Arts Halls, take in disciples,