Time slipped by, and three short two-hour periods passed in the blink of an eye.
Now, the thrilling ranking challenges were about to begin!
"Three hours have passed. The rules for the matches ahead are simple and clear: the number of the Martial Platform you are standing on right now is your current rank.
For example, Ying Ming Hao is standing firmly on Martial Platform One. Without question, he currently holds the well-deserved first-place position.
However, if someone defeats this reigning champion, Ying Ming Hao will lose his throne and drop to second place, while everyone originally ranked below him will move down one position.
If the challenger loses, the existing rankings will remain unchanged.
What you must remember is that every contestant has three precious opportunities to challenge someone, with no time restrictions.
Only when more than an hour passes without anyone issuing a challenge will this fierce competition come to an end.
At that point, your rankings will be recorded faithfully on the Heavenly Prodigy Ranking."
Elder Li announced this in a voice that boomed like a great bell, his drunken, bloodshot eyes sweeping rapidly over everyone present like radar.
Clearly, this respected elder was already thoroughly drunk. As for how much fine wine he had consumed, even he probably had no idea.
"We will follow your instructions!"
Ying Ming Hao and the other contestants answered in unison, indicating that they understood the rules completely.
"Excellent! Then I hereby solemnly announce that the ranking challenges have officially begun!"
With that, Elder Li swayed and plopped into his chair as though every ounce of strength had left him, then raised the wine flask in his right hand and began gulping down its contents.
On the broad, magnificent Martial Platforms, a hundred spirited disciples stood tall and proud, exchanging