One person: After starting with the academic atmosphere, I'll take down Xia He!

But ideals are often lofty, while reality is harsh!

At the start of the afternoon, Su Muyu, the paper doll maker from Quanxing, went on stage to challenge Wang Bing. As expected, she beat Wang Bing until his head was swollen.

"Damn it, why should I!"

He's just a paper doll maker, but I possess eight extraordinary skills!

This is a matter of summoning spirits and commanding generals!

No one paid any attention to Wang Bing's roar. Zhuge Gong coldly announced, "Wang Bing has dropped out of the rankings, and Su Muyu has moved up to sixth place."

Then Su Muyu immediately offered to give up her position to Xue Fan: "I want to give up my position."

I'm not good enough, I don't deserve sixth place at all!

I'll let Xue Fan have it; let me go for eighth place!

Xue Fan's face turned green after hearing this. He had just dropped from fifth place, and he knew that he could still keep his eighth place.

He absolutely disagrees with Su Muyu's plan to scheme against him.

"No, no, absolutely not!"

Brother Su's abilities are outstanding, so I'll be eighth, I can't be sixth!

I'm not qualified!

"Oh, Brother Xue, don't be so polite. Your strength is obvious to all. This sixth place is more than right for you!"

……

After the two men made excuses for a long time, Zhuge Gong suggested that they fight. These two were very cunning and would definitely not make a move.

Helpless, Su Muyu could only drop to tenth place herself, letting the others behind her move up in rank, which made things much more comfortable for her.

He was confident that he could still maintain his tenth place ranking.

The current rankings are: Ma Long, Zhuge Qing, Bao Chan, Xia He, Zhang Lingyu, Lu Lin, Xue Fan, Feng Shayan, Lu Linglong, and Su Muyu.

Su Muyu's heart clenched with anxiety as Jia Zhengliang left the field again.

"The goose wants to challenge Lu Linglong, who is ranked ninth."

Su Muyu felt relieved, but Lu Linglong was also in a dilemma. She seemed to be a soft target, and everyone wanted to take advantage of her.

Looking at Jia Zhengliang's arrogant demeanor and his challenging attitude towards Lu Linglong, Ma Long felt a nameless anger rise in his heart.

The flame had barely risen when it was noticed by both Feng Baobao on the left and Xia He on the right.

The two gazes fell upon him simultaneously, like two buckets of freezing water, instantly extinguishing the small flame.

Ma Long gave an awkward smile, wondering if these two could read minds.

How come they can't even catch my little schemes?

As expected, Lu Linglong narrowly lost to Jia Zhengliang again, successfully dropping out of the rankings.

Lu Lin kept comforting her: "Linglong, these are just minor squabbles, don't take them to heart!"

Don't be silly, and definitely don't be a fangirl!

Do you remember what Grandpa told you?

"Uh~ I remember, I remember, please stop nagging!"

Lu Linglong retorted impatiently, not caring at all. She kept glancing at Ma Long and found that he hadn't paid any attention to them at all, which made her a little frustrated.

The morning's matches were brief and ended quickly.

When the afternoon arrived, Bao Chan rubbed his bald head, said goodbye to Ma Long, and was about to leave the stage.

Ma Long was somewhat surprised: "Master Bao Chan, what do you mean by this?"

"Want to challenge me?"

Because Bao Chan is currently in third place, there are only two people who can challenge him, and they even specifically asked him to come.

Bao Chan placed the filial piety stick on the platform, put his hands together and looked at Ma Long: "Amitabha!"

Young Master Long, you've misunderstood. I'm challenging Zhuge Qing!

We've faced off before, and I admit I'm no match for you.

There's more to this challenge than meets the eye; I'm off!

After Bao Chan finished speaking, without waiting for Ma Long's reply, he seemed to be in a hurry and jumped off the White Tiger Platform.

A golden monk with a reflective sheen jumped down, immediately attracting the attention of many people.

"This is a golden-bodied little Arhat from Shaolin!"

He's already ranked third, who else does he need to challenge?

Ma Long? Zhuge Qing?

"I bet he's challenging Young Master Long. Look, he was talking to Young Master Long just now!"

"Hmph, nonsense!"

That's utter nonsense! He's so close to Young Master Long, why would he challenge him? It must be Zhuge Qing!

Look, Zhuge Qing is even preparing to step down.

As expected, before Bao Chan could even challenge him, Zhuge Qing decisively jumped off the Azure Dragon Platform.

He still respected Baochan very much and calmly said, "Master Baochan, I pay my respects!"

I've admired you for a long time, and I'm eager to experience the Shaolin Temple's amazing skills!

It's a bit surprising that Master Baochan values ​​rankings so much.

"And why didn't you bring that long staff onto the stage?"

Zhuge Qing said with a smile, and Bao Chan waved his hand.

"Amitabha!

You've misunderstood, sir. I didn't come here because of my ranking!

Instead, I have a request: I would like to trouble you to use your Samadhi Fire to refine my golden body.

"I already have a favor to ask of you, why would I bring weapons onto the stage!"

After listening, Zhuge Qing suddenly realized, "Interesting! Everyone else is afraid of my Samadhi True Fire, but this person is not only not afraid, but is also eager to come to my door!"

"Haha, little master, don't be careless. Although I have only recently mastered the Samadhi True Fire, its power is very strong."

If you dodge and avoid me, you might have a chance to defeat me, but if you let me burn you like this...

I'm afraid... the odds are against them!

Zhuge Qing was still very confident in his magic. Although he was defeated by a freak like Ma Long, he had come to understand the importance of humility.

Bao Chan clasped his hands together, neither humble nor arrogant, and said, "Amitabha!"

The benefactor Zhuge was kind and offered kind advice, which I will remember well.

However, my golden body is not perfect, so I need to descend the mountain early to participate in this grand gathering.

I had to put my cultivation on hold and pass through the Arhat Formation and Golden Body Formation ahead of schedule.

My master said that my golden statue had flaws and that I should pay attention to polishing it after I went down the mountain. Now it seems that...

Perhaps the true fire of Samadhi of the benefactor is a good medicine!

Therefore, this humble monk is not speaking falsely, but genuinely and sincerely requests your help!

Bao Chan spoke earnestly, and his humble attitude was like a gentle breeze. Zhuge Qing nodded.

Bao Chan did not arrogantly challenge, but came to make up for his own shortcomings. It was Bao Chan who underestimated others.

Zhuge Qing smiled and said, "I was overthinking it!"

Master Baochan, please don't be offended, let's begin!

You'd better be prepared; my flames are very fierce.

Bao Chan nodded calmly, then exhaled a breath of air.

A golden light slowly emanated from his body, growing stronger and stronger until it became exceptionally dazzling.

Even if you have no ill intentions towards him, this beam of Buddhist light carries an extremely intense and sharp killing intent, making it impossible for anyone to look directly at it.

"The Buddha's light shines everywhere!"

The golden-bodied Arhat is here!

Bao Chan stood solemnly and majestically, like a Vajra descending to earth from the West, standing in the center of the platform, his body radiating a Buddha-light that filled every corner.

Zhuge Qing was forced back several steps before he could barely regain his footing.

"Such a sharp Buddha light."

Indeed, there are some flaws. This intense killing intent is hardly the mark of a Buddha!

Zhuge Qing unleashed a ball of Qi, and a light blue light emanated from his body, revealing his eyes, which had been squinting for a long time.