"Rumble-"
Lin Ke's fist radiance swept across the arena, setting the entire platform rumbling.
Below the platform, all the disciples could not help turning to look.
"What terrifying might! Is Lin Ke... is he really still at Golden Core?"
"Don't forget, he used to be first on the Heavenly Prodigy Ranking. Strength like this isn't unreasonable, is it?"
"If you ask me, Senior Brother Lin Ke deserves his standing. His ranking could even be a little higher. He earned his fearsome reputation on the front lines through battle."
"Senior Brother Lin Ke is mighty!"
Amid the cheers, the fist radiance gradually dispersed.
With a thud, Mo Sanyin fell from midair and slammed heavily onto the platform.
His body had been blasted full of holes, and he lay motionless on the ground like a corpse.
But a closer look revealed that he was still breathing.
This was only a trial for disciples, after all, not a life-and-death struggle on the battlefield. Lin Ke had held back.
Otherwise, his fists would have blasted Mo Sanyin to bits long ago.
Seeing this, the Nascent Soul elder responsible for judging the outcome raised a hand and pointed at Lin Ke. "Lin Ke has successfully defended his platform. His ranking rises by one place."
Hearing this, the disciples below immediately began chanting Lin Ke's name.
This trial's requirements for the defenders were simple: defeat their challengers and hold their platforms.
Those who succeeded rose one place, while those who failed fell straight out of the top hundred.
This was the Golden Wing Sect's way of preventing certain people from exploiting loopholes in the rules.
After all, someone might choose to accept only one challenge each day, relying on that single victory to preserve their ranking.
Then this trial would lose its original purpose of competition.