Zuo Lü skillfully kicked his opponent off the stage with a backhand and declared his victory.
One move... resolved!
"Who else wants to challenge me? I'm set on this spot!"
Zuo Lü spoke, his tone unusually arrogant as he provocatively looked toward the crowd below.
For a moment, the audience was somewhat intimidated.
There weren't many eyeing the prize for the tenth place to begin with, and now with Zuo Lü's strong declaration, those who were still considering it began to waver.
After waiting a while, no one dared to challenge Zuo Lü on stage.
Others, seeing Zuo Lü's strong moves, were also secretly gauging the strength gap, not daring to act rashly.
As time ticked by, others in lower rankings continuously faced challenges, with the Defender changing several times.
Yet, no one challenged Zuo Lü.
Is this possible?
Someone in the crowd thought.
Suddenly, they leapt up and jumped to the ninth-ranked challenger.
"This spot, I'll take it."
