Li Changfeng chuckled. "What a fierce fight! Every one of them is either a pig-headed mess or a cripple, and they're all unconscious on the ground."
"The battle for the top three begins next. The five remaining disciples, come up and draw lots!"
Upon hearing this, the five slowly stepped forward. Each drew a lot from the Martial Arts Elder's hand, then opened it for everyone to see.
The results were: Golden Arhat versus Dong Tianbao, Li Changfeng versus Qu Qingsheng, while Chen Feng drew the bye. His face lit up with delight, and he looked utterly smug. So I'll get into the top three this easily.
What no one expected was for the Martial Arts Elder to announce another rule: those defeated in the battle for the top three would each have one chance to challenge a victor. Chen Feng's expression immediately fell. "Why is there such a rule? Isn't this just screwing me over?"
In truth, Chen Feng still held an advantage. In the one-on-one matches, someone would surely be injured or defeated. With his strength fully intact, he still had a chance to overcome any challenger.
The Martial Arts Elder slowly said, "The first match: Golden Arhat versus Dong Tianbao. Please come forward."
Dong Tianbao slowly stepped onto the arena, his entire body radiating fighting spirit. "brother Jin! It's been a long time! At last, it's time for our match. Let's have a spectacular battle! I'm thrilled beyond words!"
Golden Arhat also slowly stepped onto the arena, equally brimming with fighting spirit. "Hahaha! Brother Dong! I feel the same way. Having such a powerful opponent excites me greatly!"
At this point, the area beneath the arena was packed with disciples, while several elders also watched the match. Suddenly, an elder from the Huashan Sect chuckled. "Esteemed elders