Martial World's
Ch 63 - Hall of Divine Weapons
“126?!?
“For heaven! She is only 15 years old!”
After more than 100 disciples saw Lin Ming's position, there was a collective gasp in the audience.
Even Ling Sen, Ta Ku, and Zhang Guanyu did not reach such abnormal rankings! During their first rank war, Ling Sen was ranked 145th, Ta Ku was 142nd, and Zhang Guanyu had destroyed them both and passed the top 140th rank to reach the 138th position , and even that was a result far lower than Lin Ming's rank of 126. It must be known that every step up the rankings is getting harder!
This is truly a terrible genius!
Some people were still stubbornly staring at the Ranked Stone, as if they did not believe the results shown above. “Is there a problem with the magic array of the cliff? This was only two and a half sticks of incense, there was no way he could reach the 126th rank!”
“That Ranked Stone inscription was drawn by a Xiantian master of the Seven Profound Valleys, how could there be a problem? The result was not wrong, if one wanted to advance past rank 130, they would usually need to spend around three incense sticks of time. The only scenario where they could earn more points was if their strength was high, and they did not engage in close quarters with the enemy, but instead killed them with just a few moves…” Someone says slowly. This person was Lin Ming's instructor, Hong Xi.
Listening to Hong Xi's words, the junks of some people twitched as they swallowed a dry mouth. Strength that far surpassed the enemy, enough that they could not even retaliate..does this little boy have such great power!?
This is too scary!
Zhang Cang had an ugly facial expression as he looked at Lin Ming. 126! Despite being far from his current position, this young man was three years younger than him!
“Lin Ming this, I don't know what kind of god materials he ate to become strong to such an extent, but he is only at the peak of the Second Stage of Body Transformation! Was he really able to absorb so much efficacy from the Red Golden Dragon Marrow Pill and Scarlet Snake Gold Pill with just his middle third-grade talent? ”
Lin Ming stared back at Zhang Cang, and a hint of fighting spirit gleamed in his eyes. With the rest of the month, surpassing Zhang Cang was no problem!
"Good .. You are so good!" A voice echoed in Lin Ming's ears; it was a greeting from Zhang Cang sent by true essence, “You actually managed to give me a nice surprise. Although you are only a trashy middle third-grade talent, you managed to absorb so much efficacy from the Red Golden Dragon Marrow Pill and Golden Snake Scarlet Pill and reached rank 126. But you're too naive to think with just this very little performance you can beat me for the rest of the time you have. You also have some sort of ability to be able to obtain incredible medicines such as the Crimson Gold Dragon Marrow Pill and the Golden Snake Scarlet Pill, but your luck ended up on me. Even if you get this far, the massive growth this kind of pill brought about only means that your true essence is impure. Do you really think you can purify it in no time? You really think you can do that, son? ”
“You will lose!”
Zhang Cang angrily said as he moved towards the Ten Thousand Killing Array. He could not restore his calm anymore.
The last disciple who participated in the assessment with Lin Ming was finally shot by the Ten Thousand Killing Array. Although he had been inside the illusion for a very long time, his rank was actually lower than Lin Ming. He also made it past the top 130 ranks, but it was only 129th .
The Ten Thousand Killer Array began to reactivate as its symbols and runes lit up. Among the disciples seated in 12 places was Zhang Cang. Assessment will begin!
As the magic array began to shine with light, Zhang Cang sat quietly on the altar with a calm, unmoving appearance and his every breath was flat and long, as if he was meditating peacefully.
Although the Ten Thousand Killer Array was a magic array, the illusionary world within it was inseparable from reality. Consuming true essence or physical strength would cause one's breath to become faster and his heartbeat to become faster. Even an injury would cause their bodies to pale and ache all over the body.
With Zhang Cang being so relaxed, the enemy he faced in the Magic Array was simply not his current opponent.
“This apprentice fellow is Zhang Cang, he is a master at rank 109. Truly a ferocious martial artist!
The moment a new disciple heard this, his eyes were filled with excitement and admiration; this was the first time he had seen a high-ranking old disciple.
“Yes, I heard that the last time he participated in a ranking war was three months ago. He should be making more progress now. He might even make it to the top 100.”.
Lin Ming watched the incense burn, and before long the second incense stick reached its end.
The third incense began to burn, and it quickly burned into half. With this, Zhang Cang had surpassed Lin Ming's time. But with his strength and age, it was only natural that he could survive in the dream world longer.
No one present thought this was a mistake, only if Zhang Cang failed here, it would be incredible.
When the third incense stick completely burned, Zhang Cang finally seemed to feel weak.
When the fourth incense stick started to light up, Zhang Cang coughed. He had obviously been injured in the Ten Thousand Killing Array, and when the fourth incense stick was half-baked, Zhang Cang was removed from the altar.
Last place, 103!
After Zhang Cang emerged from the Ten Thousand Killing ranks, he glanced at his new rank and frowned, as if this result was unsatisfactory. Although he had surpassed his old rank by over 5 positions, his initial hope was to attack the top 100 rankings.
He looked at Lin Ming, and said with a voice transmission, "In the decisive battle one month from now, I will be waiting for you there."
But Lin Ming did not pay attention to Zhang Can's words, he thought of the weapon he had chosen – spears.
He had to go find a good spear!
The examination continued throughout the morning. In the morning, most of the martial artists that came to be assessed were at the lower cultivation level, Second Stage and Third Stage of Body Transformation, respectively, and their rankings are outside the top 100.
A moment before noon the more senior disciples finally began to arrive at the Ten Thousand Killing ranks. These were masters at the Fourth Stage of Body Transformation, Altering Muscles, and their strength was at a completely different level from the previous disciples. Some of them reached the rank in the top 50.
Many of the new disciples of the Seven Profound Martial Houses were enthusiastic-filled youths who stayed to observe the ranking war, but Lin Ming instead left early. If he could really see these masters fighting in battle then he would definitely stay, but the only thing he could see right now was that they were all sitting on the altar of the Ten Thousand Killing Array, so he was unable to gather anything. from that and thus have no inclination to stay.
…
Shortly before noon, Lin Ming walked through several alleys and roads and arrived at the largest and most prestigious weapon shop in Sky Fortune City, Divine Weapon Hall.
The Divine Weapon Hall was the most ancient weapon shop in Sky Fortune City. It had been managed and passed down from generation to generation from the previous dynasty; its storied history was perhaps even more glorious than the Sky Fortune Kingdom! 200 Years ago the Sky Fortune Kingdom had been established as a nation, but the Hall of Divine Weapons had been there for at least 100 years.
Lin Ming peered into the Divine Weapon Hall from a distance. The large pavilion-style building had nine floors decorated, and there were soldiers scattered around that gave off the highest sense of morale. The entrance was forged with fine gold plating. Above the entrance was a wooden banner with a dignified character that was brushed with thick black scratches and fastened by silver chains. Just by taking a quick look at the entrance, it felt like there was an imposing aura endlessly flowing towards him. Without a doubt, the man who wrote the character was a martial arts master.
There were not many guests in the shop, but of those in existence, more than half were martial arts experts, and some of them were powerhouses at the peak of Bone Forging. This made Lin Ming secretly shocked. These experts were only a step away from the Pulse Condensation Period, naturally, wanting to take one step forward and reach that realm was an extremely difficult step.
Before Lin Ming left the Seven Profound Martial House, he had worn his school's unique uniform. So despite his young age, he managed to attract the attention of salesmen. He was only a disciple of the Seven Profound Martial House, but their status was still very high.
“Young hero, what kind of weapon do you want to buy?”
"The spear!" Lin Ming replied.
"Oh?" Said the sales clerk, slightly dumbfounded. Not many people came to buy spears. Even if they did, normally the man was tall and stocky.99% of the youths and students who came here would come to see their swords. He had not expected that once this 15 or 16 year old young man entered, he would open his mouth and ask to buy a spear.
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