The Tournament (3)

Next.

The fourth match.

Li Changfeng, disciple of the tenth branch of Arhat Hall.

Versus

Chen Feng, chief disciple of the second branch of Prajna Hall.

The disciples of Prajna Hall secretly said to Chen Feng, "Don't hold back later! You must show those Arhat Hall people what we're made of!"

Chen Feng chuckled. "Don't worry! I'll definitely leave him with a deep impression!"

Li Changfeng silently opened the Attribute Panel.

A screen of light instantly flashed before his eyes.

Host: Li Changfeng (Li Dazhuang)

Identity: Shaolin Temple disciple

Inner Force: 60 years (2,500 jin)

Strength: 750 jin

Experience Points: 480

Techniques: Shaolin Bronze Body Grand Completion (0/1500), Hong Fist Minor Accomplishment (30/360), Eighteen Styles of Entanglement Rudimentary (0/80), Draconic Elephant Prajna Level Two Beginner (0/2000).

Title: Bald Donkey

Fame: Newcomer to the martial world (0/180) (For every 10 Fame, 1 Cultivation Point can be obtained.)

Cultivation Points: 13 (For every 20 Cultivation Points, a Lucky Pack can be opened, or one may enter System Training Time at a 1:3 conversion rate. Each session allows one month of training.)

Current Lucky Packs: 0

Items: Superior Bronze Body Elixir, Shaolin Dragon Claw Hand, the first six levels of Draconic Elephant Prajna, Vajra Palm of Immense Strength.

Main Quest: Participate in the Shaolin Subduing Tiger Hall tournament and obtain first place! Reward: You guess!

Side Quest Two: As the saying goes, if I do not enter hell, who will? The host must accept commissions from Shaolin Temple and help others send evil people on their way. Reward for each completed commission: 100 Experience Points, 3 years of Inner Force.

Without another word, Li Changfeng raised Eighteen Styles of Entanglement Rudimentary (0/80) to Beginner.

Eighteen Styles of Entanglement Rudimentary (0/80) became Eighteen Styles of Entanglement Rudimentary (80/80), then turned into Eighteen Styles of Entanglement Beginner (0/160).

Against these Shaolin experts, ordinary rudimentary martial techniques were no match for them. At the very least, they had to reach Beginner-level power to be useful.

Li Changfeng also did not want anyone to know he possessed such powerful Inner Force. He had entered Shaolin less than a year ago, yet already had this much Inner Force—anyone would think something was wrong with him.

At that moment, an Arhat Hall disciple slowly said, "Junior Brother! Why are you standing there in a daze? I know your opponent this time is very strong. If you don't think you can do it, then don't go up. At least you won't be seriously injured! We won't look down on you for it."

"That's right! You haven't been in the sect long, and your strength is still low. You'd better not go up there," the boss said earnestly.

The Prajna Hall disciples were also afraid that Li Changfeng would not go up, so they deliberately taunted him. "Hey! Kid over there, are you afraid of our second branch's chief disciple?"

"If you're scared, just say it openly so we can hear you. We know you're weak, and we won't blame you. After all, there aren't many strong people in your Arhat Hall!"

"Who said I wasn't going up? I was just taking a nap. I'm going up there now and beating that brat to a pulp!"

"You can nap with your eyes open?"

"I can even sleep with my eyes open!"

With that, Li Changfeng leaped up and slowly said, "Kid! Get the hell up here! I'm going to beat you to a pulp!"

"Hehe! This junior brother is quite confident! Confidence is a good thing, but being full of yourself is not. Fine! Come up, and this senior brother will give you three moves!"