The Huashan Sect elder's face immediately turned livid. Furious, he said, "Golden Arhat had every chance to win! Why? Why did he surrender outright? I have no idea what he was thinking. This is infuriating!"
The Diancang Sect elder was beaming with delight as he laughed. "Hahaha! That match had my heart in my throat. I never expected Golden Arhat's sudden surrender to hand me a win. I couldn't be happier!"
"Diancang Sect Elder! Don't get cocky! With Dong Tianbao in that condition, winning the matches to come won't be so easy!"
"Hehe! You needn't trouble yourself over that!"
Li Changfeng frowned slightly. "What's going on? Senior Brother Jin didn't lose! Why did he surrender outright? I really can't understand why he did that!"
Qu Qingsheng looked thoroughly disappointed. "Why didn't they fight it out with their ultimate moves? It would have been even better if both were badly injured! Then my path to the championship would be much easier."
At that moment, the arena elder slowly stepped forward and said calmly, "The second match is next: Li Changfeng versus Qu Qingsheng. Both contestants, take the stage!"
The two slowly stepped onto the arena. Qu Qingsheng smiled and said, "I've long heard that Senior Brother Li is remarkably powerful, and that your Shaolin Bronze Body Skill has reached great mastery, its strength fierce and its defense unshakable. This junior's strength is meager. Could Senior Brother grant me three moves?"
Li Changfeng sneered inwardly. He naturally knew exactly what sort of person this fellow was—a Smiling Tiger, nothing more. He wanted to take me down in one stroke so he could face the later battles in peak condition.
"Junior Brother Qu! Come at me as you please!"
Qu Qingsheng sneered inwardly upon hearing this. True energy erupted from his entire body