Looking at his rank, Chen Tian felt better.
He had started at 30,000, and now he was among the top 100. That was quite simple.
"Someone take this youngster back to get healed." Gao Shun signaled for a couple of disciples to come forward and help Lian Feng out of the arena.
As they led him away, silence fell over the arena as all the disciples had their eyes wide open from shock.
The unexpected turn of events left everyone speechless, their hearts racing with a mix of disbelief and awe.
Lian Feng's defeat surprised the majority of the outer disciples, as well as a few other outer elders.
"Ahh!! Senior brother lost!!"
"I can't believe it, something is wrong!" The whispers and gasps spread through the crowd as they watched Lian Feng be escorted off the arena.
"No, my money!!"
"How much did you bet on?"
"Five hundred low-grade spirit stones! Noooo!," Some shouted in pain, clutching their pockets in despair.
