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Chapter 63: Divine Soldier Hall

  "One hundred twenty-six!"

  "My goodness! Hes only fifteen years old!"

  Over a hundred people saw Lin Mings ranking and couldnt help but let out soft gasps of cold air.

  At first, Ling Sen, Tuo Ku and Zhang Guanyu were not so abnormal. Ling Sen was only 145, Tuo Ku was 142, and Zhang Guanyu was the most powerful, killing his way to 144, reaching 138, which is much worse than Lin Mings 126. You know, the closer you are to the front, the harder it is to advance one place!

  This is truly demonic!

  Some people still stared at the ranking stone, as if they didnt believe the score displayed on it. "Is this stone wall malfunctioning? With only half of the time of two incense sticks, theres no way Im ranked one hundred and twenty-six!"

  "The Ranking Stone was inscribed by a preeminent master from the Seven Mysteries Valley, how could there be any issues? Indeed, to enter the top 130, one would at least need to kill for three incense sticks. However, if ones own strength is too great and they can defeat their enemies without being entangled in battle, finishing them off with just a few moves..." A person slowly spoke up, this person was Lin Mings instructor, Hong Xi.

  After hearing Hong Xis words, those peoples Adams apples violently twitched once. Originally having strong abilities, they didnt need to entangle with their enemies when killing them. Could it be... could this little brat still have spare energy!?

  Thats too terrifying.

  At this time, Zhang Cangs face looked ugly as he stared at Lin Ming, one hundred and twenty-six! Although it was still far inferior to him, but the opponent was three years younger than him.

  "This Lin Ming, I dont know what kind of heavenly material or earthly treasure hes eaten, but his strength has reached this level! Hes only at the second peak of Body Tempering, yet he was able to absorb the medicinal properties of the Red Gold Dragon Marrow Pill and the Golden Snake Scarlet Gall Bladder Pill so cleanly. With his mid-grade three-star innate talent, hes actually able to absorb it this well?"

  Lin Ming also looked at Zhang Cang, his eyes filled with a hint of competitiveness. In just one more month, surpassing Zhang Cang wouldnt be a problem!

  "Alright, youre quite good." At this time, Lin Mings ears rang with the true yuan transmission voice, which was Zhang Cangs voice. "You really surprised me, although you only have a third-rate middle heaven talent, but you absorbed the medicinal properties of the Red Gold Dragon Marrow Pill and the Golden Snake Scarlet Gallbladder Pill so thoroughly, ranking 126th. However, do you think that with this, you can win against me in the gamble? Thats too naive. Ill immediately make you understand the gap between us. Our gamble only has one month left, do you still have the ability to get Red Gold Dragon Marrow Pills and Golden Snake Scarlet Gallbladder Pills like these rare medicines? Even if you get them, the true yuan brought by these direct power-increasing medicines is not pure, it will take time to purify, can you eat again?"

  "You will still lose!"

  Zhang Cang said, already walking towards the altar of the Wan Sha Formation, he could no longer remain calm.

  At this time, the disciples who participated in the test with Lin Ming were also ejected by the Wan Jian Array. Although they persisted for a longer time than Lin Ming, their ranking was not as good as Lin Mings. The only one who squeezed into the top 130 was ranked 129th.

  The brilliance of the Wan Sha Array rose up, enveloping Zhang Cang within it. The assessment has begun!

  With the light flashing, Zhang Cang sat on the altar like an old monk in meditation, his expression calm and composed, his body motionless, even his breathing was smooth and peaceful, with a long and steady breath.

  Although the Wan Jian formation is an illusion, everything inside it is incredibly realistic. The consumption of true yuan and physical energy will cause the testers breathing to quicken and their heart rate to increase. If they are injured, their face will turn pale and their entire body will ache.

  But this Cang was so relaxed, obviously the enemies he encountered in the illusion array were completely no match for him.

  "That senior brother is Zhang Cang, no wonder hes a top-notch expert ranked 109th, so formidable!"

  A freshman who had just passed the assessment said that he was excited and revered when he saw a senior with such a high ranking for the first time.

  "Yes, I heard that his last ranking was three months ago, so this time he should make some significant progress, maybe even break into the top 100..."

  Lin Ming watched as the incense burned, the second stick of incense was soon coming to an end.

  Two incense sticks had passed, and several people had already been eliminated from the Array of Millions of Killings. One of them was a new disciple from the Earth Sect, ranked two hundred and fifteen, which wasnt too bad.

  The third incense stick was lit, and soon more than half of it had burned. At this rate, Lin Ming would be surpassed, and with Zhang Chaos strength, he naturally wouldnt be slower than Lin Ming.

  No one present felt surprised; if Zhang Cang hadnt persisted until now, that would have been surprising.

  The third incense stick had burned out, and Zhang Cang finally felt a sense of collapse.

  The fourth incense stick was lit, Zhang Cang groaned and was apparently injured. When the fourth incense stick reached halfway, Zhang Cang was bounced out by the law array.

  Final ranking: one hundred and three!

  Zhang Cang came out and took a look at the ranking, his eyebrows slightly furrowed, seemingly not satisfied with this result. Although he had made progress of more than five places, he had been preparing to make a breakthrough into the top 100 this time.

  He glanced at Lin Ming and transmitted a message: "The final battle in a month, Im waiting for you."

  At this time, Lin Ming did not put too much thought on Zhang Cang, what he was thinking about was the weapon he had just chosen - the gun.

  Go pick a good gun!

  The assessment lasted for the entire morning. In the early hours, almost all of the participants were martial artists who had achieved the second or third level of physical training, and their rankings were all outside of the top 100.

  As it approached noon, the Wan Sha array came with many high-level practitioners in the fourth stage of body refinement and tendon transformation. Their strength suddenly soared to a new level, and several people even achieved scores before 50th place.

  Many young men who had just entered the Seventh Xuanwu Prefecture were watching with great interest, while Lin Ming left early. If he could see the scene of those masters fighting, he would not miss it, but now he can only see those masters sitting in the Wan Sha Array, and he cant learn anything from them, so he naturally lost interest.

  ………………………….

  After passing through several major streets, Lin Ming arrived at Tianyun Citys largest weapon shop, Shenbing Hall, around noon.

  Shenbing Hall is the oldest weapon shop in Tianyun City, passed down from generation to generation, its history is even longer than that of Tianyun Country. Two hundred years ago, when Tianyun Country was founded, Shenbing Hall was already a century-old brand.

  Lin Ming gazed far into the distance at the Shen Bing Hall, a nine-story pavilion with an air of mystery surrounding it. The entrance had a large golden signboard with characters that seemed to be written with a heavy and powerful brush stroke, giving off an aura of sharpness and grandeur. Just one glance would make one feel the overwhelming momentum emanating from it. Without a doubt, the person who wrote these characters was also a master of martial arts.

  There werent many guests in the store, but among them, half were martial arts masters, and several were peak experts in the Bone Forging stage. This made Lin Ming secretly shocked. These people were only one step away from the Congealing Pulse stage, of course, taking this step was extremely difficult.

  Lin Ming wore the special uniform of the Seven Profound Valleys this time, so although he was young, he still attracted the attention of the shop assistants. The disciples of the Seven Profound Valleys had a very high status.

  "Little hero, what kind of weapon do you want to buy?"

  "Gun!" Lin Ming said.

  "Oh?" The shop assistant was slightly taken aback. People who buy guns are not many, and even if they do, theyre usually burly men. Some young scholars, 99% of the time, come to buy swords. He didnt expect this 15 or 16-year-old youth to ask for a gun as soon as he opened his mouth.

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