After defeating Ba Hu, Lu Ren did not stop. He intended to keep challenging.
Hum!
The space within the Ten-Thousand Dao Pillar trembled, and Lu Ren reappeared on the Ten-Thousand Dao Platform.
He looked up at the rankings.
Thirtieth place!
Under the rules of the second round, his next challenge could be against any disciple ranked from eleventh to twenty-ninth.
For a moment, every eye turned to Lu Ren.
"Lu Ren is still going to challenge someone?"
"He just beat Ba Hu. Isn't he going to rest?"
"Who will he challenge? Nineteenth place? Or twentieth?"
Discussion broke out all around.
But the next moment, Lu Ren flashed forward and plunged straight into the Ten-Thousand Dao Pillar for fifteenth place.
The entire Ten-Thousand Dao Platform erupted in uproar once more.
"Fifteenth place?"
"Lu Ren is challenging Zhong Shaoyang directly!"
"Has he gone mad?"
Many disciples stared wide-eyed, their faces full of disbelief.
Zhong Shaoyang was a prodigy of the Profound Yang Cold-Heaven Clan, with a bloodline concentration of fifty-eight.
The Profound-Yang Cold-Heaven Force was cold on the outside and yang within. At the extreme of cold, yang was born—a deeply strange power.
This Primordial Force possessed both the Cold-Heaven Grand Dao's might to freeze the Grand Dao and Profound Yang's power to burn away Origin Power.
And Zhong Shaoyang was an exceptionally gifted Dao-Shedding Stage prodigy even within his clan.
Among the fifteen Dao-Shedding Stage disciples, he was by no means one of the weak.
Ji Litian, Sword Boy, Luo Tianheng, and the others looked faintly surprised to see Lu Ren challenge Zhong Shaoyang directly.
"Lu Ren is challenging Zhong Shaoyang?"
Seated atop his giant sword, Sword Boy laughed like a child. "Interesting. Looks like he really wants to break into the top ten!"
If Lu Ren could defeat Zhong Shaoyang,