Martial World's
Chapter 57 - War Rankings
It was already late at night; the disciples of the Martial House were cultivating in their own rooms or going to sleep, there were only a few people who were still lost on the streets. Lin Ming walked as if he was half-flying and quickly arrived at the force measuring room.
There was no one in the force measuring room; only an old man was guarding the door with a small light twinkling nearby. He lay exhausted on the thin chair, looking a little sleepy.
Lin Ming greeted him, then passed him into the room. Inside was a row of stone pillars used to measure strength. They were all completely empty; normal people would not stay here late at night to test their own strength.
Lin Ming randomly chose a stone pillar and stood firmly in front of him. He closed his eyes, relaxed his body, and allowed the 'True Primal Chaos Formula' to spin to the extreme. Lin Ming suddenly punched out, and the former looked like a shooting star as it fell on a stone pillar.
“Peng!”
The wild stone pillar trembled, and even the ground under Lin Ming's feet trembled slightly. The light beam does not stop because it jumps several times, 2700, 2800, 2900, 3000….
3200!
“3200 jin!” Lin Ming was breathing with shining eyes.
500 Jin of power! 'The 'True Primal Chaos Formula', from small successes to big successes, had increased his strength by 500 jin! To an ordinary martial artist, 500 jin was often a gap between stages!
But the 'True Primal Chaos Formula' was actually just a part of the 'Meridian Combat Virtue Chaos' that twisted true essence, it wasn't everything!
'Chaotic Virtues Combat Meridians' are truly worthy of being a top-tier Body Transformation skill manual of the Realm of the Gods. He recalled, that among the sects that practiced the Body Transformation 'Chaotic Virtues Combat Meridians', there were janitor disciples sweeping the entrance floor and small children playing by the fireplace that had the power of several tens of thousands of jin. If they had reached the Great Success stage of the 'Chaotic Virtues Combat Meridian', they could even rely on their strength to destroy mountains, cleave oceans, and destroy the heavens.
“Accomplishing Great Success from the first layer of 'True Primal Chaos Formula' is just his first step, there are also six more layers, each more difficult than the last! Outside of the 'Chaotic Virtues Combat Meridian' and continuing the 'True Primal Chaos Formula', there were still the Eight Hidden Heavenly Stem Gates and the Nine Stars Palace. At this point, I am not even qualified to be a floor sweeper disciple of this ancient sect ”
Realizing this, Lin Ming's excitement disappeared slightly. The road he wanted to walk was really long.
That night, because Lin Ming had just broken through the skill manual, his true essence was smooth and he was not sleepy, so he continued his cultivation.
After Lin Ming consolidated the limits of the 'True Primal Chaos Formula', he spent the rest of the time practicing his inscription technique. Due to the Great Success of the first layer of the 'True Primal Chaos Formula', Lin Ming's efficiency in drawing medicinal inscriptions was greatly improved, and he was able to survive up to about 80% of the entire plan.
If he could continue like this, then with seven or eight more days, Lin Ming would be able to complete the 'Low Spirit Healing Symbol'.
Crazy cultivation caused many true essence stones to be consumed. Just that night, Lin Ming had already used three true essence stones. Although he had agreed with Zhang Cang to use 10 true essence stones as gambling bets, from the very beginning Lin Ming had never thought he would lose, so there was no way he would be afraid of using them.
As he looked at the three split stones that had long lost their true essence luster, Lin Ming touched his nose. This usage was too fast, but a month later, someone would kindly give him another 20. If he had known earlier that he would use this true essence stone so quickly, he would have thought a month was too long. Half a month is almost right.
Lin Ming greedily smacked his lips. If this thought was known to Zhang Cang, there was no way to say what Zhang Cang would do.
It was the morning of the second day and Lin Ming woke up early to attend the lecture as usual. He listened to the elder talk about the basics. But today she also met an old acquaintance; someone she did not want to meet in person – Lan Yunyue. Inside the Martial House, there were 600 to 700 disciples; meeting him sooner or later was normal.
Lin Ming did not pay attention to this as he listened to the elder's talk about the discussion weapon today – 'spear', his skills and usage.
Lin Ming listened attentively. At the end of the lecture, after the elder left, Lin Ming was still deep in thought; the elder had given him plenty of inspiration.
By the time he finally regained his senses from his trance, the other disciples had left the Martial Lecture Hall, except for Lan Yunyue. He was sitting in the same chair as he was daydreaming.
Lin Ming started packing his things and prepared to leave, but at this moment Lan Yunyue suddenly whispered, "Lin Ming, can you wait for a moment?"
Lin Ming's hand movements slowed down, he asked, "Is there anything I can help you with?"
"Thank you."
“...” After Lan Yunyue finished speaking, there was a long silence, and the atmosphere between the two started to become a little awkward.
"I ... I heard that in one month you will have a battle match with Zhang Cang?"
Lin Ming's eyes twitched. He said, “The news spread that fast? Well, yes, I actually bet with Zhang Cang.” News of new first place disciples and old disciples gambling would definitely spread like wildfire. Moreover, Zhang Cang and Liu Mingxiang were deliberately publishing it as much as possible.
Lan Yunyue bit her lips, hesitated, then whispered softly, "Zhang Cang is Zhu Yan's former colleague..."
Lin Ming was startled; lan Yunyue was more sensitive and thoughtful about this matter than he had thought. He had already guessed correctly that this matter was pushed by Zhu Yan.
"I know." Lin Ming faintly replied.
"Then you ..." Lan Yanyue did not know how she should open her mouth to say it, but today she wanted to urge Lin Ming not to take part in the gambling match. Those words were floating on the tip of his tongue, but he was afraid that Lin Ming would turn a deaf ear to his request.
“I know that you won't listen to me, but.. I've been at the Seven Profound Martial House for half a year, and have seen many gambling matches between new disciples and old disciples. New students almost never win against old students. Although you are the new first place candidate, Zhang Cang is also known as a ferocious character within the Earth Hall. And because of Zhu Yan, his hands will become ruthless.”
Lin Ming smiled, “You said I might not want to listen, you mean you don't want me to go to a battle match? Since I had already agreed to the bet, it would be impossible for me to keep this promise now, otherwise, I would have already escaped before the battle began, and this would be against my martial path. ”
“But...all right..” Lan Yunyue sighed. He knew that once Lin Ming made up his mind, it would be very difficult to change.
"Thank you for your advice. I go first.” Lin Ming said as he picked up his things and left the Martial Lecture Hall.
Leaving Lan Yunyue alone, he quietly continued to sit in his chair. At the moment he could not identify the taste in his heart. It was impossible to change Zhu Yan's mind, and it was also impossible to change Lin Ming's mind. One day they would fight, but to Lan Yunyue, regardless of Lin Ming's background strength, all of them lost to Zhu Yan. A battle will ensue, and only one side will suffer…
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Time passed like flowing water, and it was already the fourth day since Lin Ming arrived at the Seven Profound Martial House. That morning, Lin Ming had been sent a meeting notice, and he arrived early on the Martial House martial stage.
The new disciples from the Earth Hall had gathered together. After they all arrived, a red-haired man carrying a fencing sword appeared on the contest grounds. This was Lin Ming's first grade Earth Hall instructor, Hong Xi.
Hong Xi gave off a feeling of quick, bold, and overwhelming strength. If he were in the army, he would be an absolute general who would bravely kill all enemies, train his troops tightly, and follow the military laws like a mountain.
After Hong Xi arrived at the contest field, he glanced over and the crowd, and with a steady and powerful voice, said, “Today is the War of Ranking! Everyone, come with me!”
"Rank War?"
They already knew that once they entered the Seven Profound Martial House, sooner or later they would have to participate in the Ten Thousand Killing Array ranked war. It finally started!
Of the 20 new disciples of the Earth Hall, which were not the geniuses of their generation? They had been looking forward to this for a long time; this was their chance to prove themselves. They were all thinking of attacking the Ranked Stone ranks and gaining more resources.
These geniuses were unwilling to accept inferior status below others. These people, were all young people filled with arrogant ambition. They had worked hard all day, waiting for this rank war to amaze the world with one brilliant feat.
“Heh heh, finally war time ranking. I'm glad I showed up.” A young man carrying a long knife said. Her chest had a half-foot scar and she cracked her knuckles, making a 'pop pop' sound'.