Top Ten

And the same went for Dong Tianbao's group. Anyone who met Dong Tianbao was defeated in a crushing manner, their faces filled with despair, only praying that they wouldn't encounter him early.

Golden Arhat and Dong Tianbao both defeated their respective opponents, exchanging a glance, their eyes erupting with intense fighting spirit, ready to go!

Li Changfeng chuckled, "I'm also full of fighting spirit! I'm really looking forward to it!"

After a series of matches, the final top ten disciples had been decided. They were:

The two hall leaders, Golden Arhat and Dong Tianbao.

Li Changfeng from the tenth branch of Arhat Hall.

Qu Qingsheng, a disciple from the seventh branch of Prajna Hall.

Shi Mingliang, the chief disciple of the tenth branch of Prajna Hall.

You Yong, the chief disciple of the eighth branch of Prajna Hall.

Zhou Deze, the chief disciple of the fifth branch of Prajna Hall.

Huang Hongzhe, the chief disciple of the ninth branch of Prajna Hall.

Lei Tianyi and Leng Tianlu, two disciples from the first branch of Prajna Hall.

"The rules of the competition are the same. We'll still draw lots, but everyone has two chances. If you lose, you can challenge an opponent of your choice. If you win, you'll take their place. If you lose, your ranking remains unchanged!"

At this moment, a sudden voice rang out, "Why? Why can some people directly enter the top ten without even competing!"

The Martial Arts Elder, hearing this, said calmly, "Sometimes luck is also a form of strength. You have to accept it! This draw is reserved for those with good fortune. If you had drawn it, you could have advanced to the top ten. Blame yourself for not having that luck!"

The person who suddenly interjected was Meng Mingzhi, a disciple from the first branch of Prajna Hall. At this moment, his face was full of dissatisfaction as he said, "Although what you say makes sense, I'm still not convinced!"

At this moment, another Prajna Hall disciple also shouted out. He had bad luck and encountered Dong Tianbao in the first round, being directly defeated. Therefore, he was extremely jealous of Li Changfeng and unconvinced, saying, "I'm not convinced either! Why? Just because he's lucky? With his strength, I can defeat him in minutes!"

Rarely did an Arhat Hall disciple enter the top ten, and now they wanted to kick him out directly. The Arhat Hall disciples below the stage were instantly displeased, sarcastically saying:

"Oh! Some people just can't accept defeat. Didn't you hear the Martial Arts Elder say? Luck is also part of strength. What's wrong? Do you want to refute the Martial Arts Elder?"

"You're talking nonsense! I didn't mean to refute the Martial Arts Elder! I'm just not convinced!"

The leader of Arhat Hall narrowed his eyes slightly, thinking to himself, "Li Changfeng! I'll see how you choose! If you choose to back down, then I've misjudged you. You're unlikely to achieve great things. If you choose to fight, even if you lose, I will cultivate you well!"

The leader of Prajna Hall chuckled and said, "You, who were named by Abbot-Brother, I'll see what unique qualities you possess!"

Li Changfeng smiled slightly upon hearing this, "Just the two of you want to challenge me? I know there are quite a few others who are unconvinced with me. Are there any others? Anyone who is unconvinced can come up and compete with me!"

Meng Mingzhi said disdainfully, "Hmph! Stop talking big! What qualifications do you have to challenge others with your strength? You're just good at Toughness Cultivation Method. When you meet someone like me who specializes in breaking Toughness Cultivation Method, you'll only be defeated!"

Li Changfeng ignored him and smiled, "Are there no others? Good, then the two of you can come at me together!"

"Arrogant! Don't think that defeating that kid Yuan Mingzhi means you're invincible. He's not even my opponent! You think defeating him means you can defeat me? What a joke!"

"Enough nonsense! I'm too lazy to fight one by one and waste time. You guys should just come at me together!"