The Nine Provinces Prodigy Roll in the sky slowly disappeared!
However, the storm it caused was far more than that.
great Qin Empire
Xianyang Palace
"Martial arts grandmaster late-stage!"
"11th place!"
"Thirty years old!"
"This is impossible!"
At this moment, even Ying Zheng, the most powerful Emperor of the Nine States, could not help but lose his composure.
A thought that even he was unwilling to believe appeared in his mind.
The bearing of a Martial Immortal!
Ying Zheng had also broken through to become a Great Grandmaster at the age of thirty, and was hailed as a once-in-a-thousand-year martial arts genius!
But only he knew!
The difference between the early and late stages was even greater than a person who had never cultivated before breaking through to the martial arts grandmaster!
"How can there be such a prodigy in the Nine Provinces?”
"Why haven't I heard of it before?”
A great sense of threat filled Ying Zheng's heart!
A late-stage martial arts grandmaster under the age of 30!
Was there still a faction in the Nine Provinces that could nurture such a peerless prodigy?
If the 11th place already had such strength, then what about the top 10?
What about the top three?
In addition to the rewards bestowed by the Heavenly Dao…
This!
Ying Zheng no longer dared to think about it!
Compared to that, the recruitment reward he had previously issued was just child's play!
"Pass down the order!"
"Recruit the top ten people on the rankings at all costs!”
"If it doesn't work, I'll personally kill them!”Ying Zheng said sternly, his voice carrying an endless killing intent!
"Yes, sir!"
Xu Fu and the mysterious leader of the Yin-Yang School were also serious. However, only they knew what they were thinking!
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Ming cult
guangmingding
"Eleventh place!"
Yang Buhui looked at the Golden Roll in the sky and frowned.
Today was the day Yang Buhui prepared to leave the Ming Cult to look for Li Xuan. All the upper echelons of the Ming Cult had come to send him off.
Seeing that Yang Buhui was on the Prodigy Roll and was ranked so high, everyone was overjoyed as if they were celebrating a festival.
"Sister Buhui, you're also on the prodigy roll!”
"He's still in eleventh place!" In the crowd, Zhang Wuji said excitedly.
Because Yang Buhui had pleaded for mercy and his grandfather, the White-Browed Eagle King, had returned to the Ming Cult, Zhang Wuji had already been conferred the title of Right Light Emissary by Yang Xiao!
"Only 11th!"
"Zhou Zhiruo isn't on the rankings either!"
However, Yang Buhui didn't feel happy. Instead, he frowned.
Yang Buhui was very clear about his own strength!
Not to mention the younger generation, even the old demons who had lived for a hundred years could not surpass him.
Just this?
He was only ranked eleventh among the martial artists under the age of thirty?
Not even in the top ten?
Hearing this, the smiles on Yang Xiao and the others 'faces instantly froze!
Hiss!
Only?
Young lady, are you speaking like a human?
We've been cultivating for half our lives, but we don't even have the strength to make it into the top 20!
"Buhui, the Nine Provinces is huge, and there are many capable people. It's already not easy to be on the rankings!”
"Didn't you see that Fearless is ranked at the bottom of the Sons of Heaven Rankings with his strength and talent?”Yang Xiao comforted his daughter.
When Zhang Wuji, who was originally happy for Yang Buhui, heard this, his expression froze!
F * ck!
Wasn't it a happy thing to be on the Prodigy Roll?
How did it end up in your mouth…
What did I do wrong?
Zhang Wuji started to doubt his life!
"It's fine. It's just the beginning. The martial path is long. It's still unknown who will reach the end first!”Yang Buhui played with the sword in his hand.
The Inferior Heaven-Grade Divine Weapon, the Fiendish Blood Asura Sword!
The sword was blood-red with demonic patterns on it. Even through the scabbard, one could feel a bloody aura!
This was a sword of slaughter!
A demonic sword!
It just so happened to be compatible with Yang Buhui's Slaughter Sword Dao!
When the two of them were added together, the power they could unleash was far from as simple as one plus one equals two!
"Buhui, are you really not going to consider staying?”Seeing that they were about to part ways, Yang Xiao, who could not bear to part with his daughter, had asked her to stay for the umpteenth time.
"No thanks!" Yang Buhui slowly shook his head and refused without any hesitation,""I've been waiting for too long!"
"Now that my sword art has reached great success, it's time to find that person!”Yang Buhui's eyes revealed a deep longing.
"Father, don't worry about me. Zhou Zhiruo is also going to look for someone. We've agreed to go together, and she's waiting for me at the foot of the mountain!”
During the battle at Light Summit, Yang Buhui and Zhou Zhiruo had developed a mutual understanding. In addition to the inexplicable sense of recognition, they had actually formed a friendship.
"Alright, Father, when I find that person, I'll come back to fulfill my filial piety!”After Yang Buhui finished speaking, he stepped on the sword qi and soared into the air. In the blink of an eye, he disappeared from everyone's eyes.
" My goodness, Miss Buhui's martial cultivation…" Wei Yixiao could not help but smack his lips as he watched Yang Buhui leave.
To think that he had previously thought that his qinggong was peerless. Compared to Yang Buhui's terrifying methods…
"By the way, who do you think the young miss is looking for?”the cloth bag monk said.
"Could it be the expert who taught the young miss the sword technique?”Leng Qian, who was also one of the five unaffiliated cultivators, rarely spoke nonsense and would get to the point.
As soon as he said that, everyone was shocked!
To be able to nurture an eighteen-year-old late-stage martial arts grandmaster, how terrifying must his martial arts cultivation be?
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