At this moment.
All the listeners 'expressions became serious.
Previously, when they heard Ning Chuan ranking the Sons of Heaven Rankings, they were just watching the show.
Now, they began to look forward to the rankings on the Prodigy Roll!
because
This Sons of Heaven Rankings might be the foundation of the Nine Mystical World's power structure for the next thousand years!
All of a sudden, all the Heaven's Favorites present looked at Ning Chuan with burning eyes.
Ning Chuan, on the other hand, had a calm expression. He took a sip of tea and continued,
"Ninth on the Sons of Heaven Rankings, Six-fingered Zither Demon Wen Yuge!”
"Six-fingered Zither Demon Wen Yuge is a natural born mutant with six fingers!”
"This person entered the Dao with the zither and became a demon with it. He once composed a zither score and flattened the top force of Luzhou, Tianyin Valley. He is the greatest demon in Luzhou!”
"Everyone thinks that Wen Yuge has cultivated for a thousand years and is a terrifying old devil who looks like a ghost.”
"In fact, Wen Changge is only twenty-five years old. Her appearance is charming and enchanting, and she is a stunner in the world.”
"Usually, Wen Changge would disguise herself as a geisha in the brothel by the Qinhuai River to escape from the pursuit of the righteous forces in Luzhou.”
After saying that, Ning Chuan did not wait for everyone's reaction and continued to say quickly,
"Eighth on the Sons of Heaven Rankings, Thousand-faced Holy Pirate, Bai Xiaohang!”
"Bai Xiaohang, everyone knows his name as God Thief. They think he's unorthodox and unpresentable, and only knows how to steal jade and incense.”
"In fact, Bai Xiaohang has inherited all of the Thief Sect's techniques, and his movement techniques have already reached the acme of perfection.”
"The Great Yan Empire's Chief Arrester Nie Zhenxiong is a veteran King realm expert. He once personally led a team to capture Bai Xiaohang, but Bai Xiaohang easily escaped.”
"Afterwards, in order to take revenge, Bai Xiaohang snuck into Chief Constable Nie Zhenxiong's house. Nie Zhenxiong's virgin daughter and three concubines were all stolen by Bai Xiaohang.”
"Bai Xiaohang has toyed with a top-notch King realm martial artist several times. From this, it can be seen that this Bai Xiaohang is not as weak as outsiders think!”
Without stopping, Ning Chuan continued to name the seventh person on the prodigy roll.
"Seventh on the Prodigy Roll, Yan Qingfei from the previous dynasty!”
"Yan Qingfei is a descendant of the royal family of Great Yan Dynasty thousands of years ago.”
"He is the most talented person since the Great Yan Dynasty was destroyed thousands of years ago!”
"This person's talent is so high that it can be said that there is no one like him in the world. He has never taken the initiative to cultivate, but he broke through like drinking water.”
"I used to paint with the buttocks and backs of twelve courtesans on a pleasure boat. I suddenly felt enlightened and stepped into the True Self Realm.”
"Then, when I was drinking wine in the brothel, I unknowingly broke through to the Marquis Realm.”
"A few months ago, when Yan Qingfei was almost thirty years old, he went sightseeing with a woman.”
"However, although this person's realm is high and he has all the secret techniques and divine abilities of the Great Yan's royal family, he is naturally lazy and likes to indulge in sensual pleasures. As a result, he is not proficient in martial arts and his combat strength is only average.”
"He's obviously in the King realm, but if we count his strength, he's only a little stronger than Jiang Chenfeng, who isn't on the list.”
"If this person were to put aside his laziness and focus on the Dao, he would probably be able to compete for the top three spots of the Chosen of the world!”
"If this continues, within three years, I will definitely be eliminated from the Heaven's Favorite position!”
Ning Chuan was extremely fast. He said the names of the last four geniuses in one breath.
After Ning Chuan finished speaking.
The entire Seven Blessings Inn fell silent.
Everyone raised their heads and looked at Yan Qingfei strangely.
My dear.
Using the buttocks and backs of twelve famous courtesans to paint and break through Shingo?
Drinking wine in a brothel and becoming a Marquis?
He went on a tour and became a King Realm expert?
Good fellow, you know how to play!
You're really something!
As for Yan Qingfei, no matter how shameless he was, his face was flushed red.
"This, this, Mr. Ning, why did you reveal all those things about me?”
Yan Qingfei was ranked seventh, but he didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
The Sword Tomb's Sword Son looked at Yan Qingfei with a dark expression.
He originally thought that his good friend would be unreliable.
However, he never expected Yan Qingfei to be so unreliable!
"In the future, when we are outside, don't say that you are my good friend.”Sword Son of the Sword Tomb said.
Hearing this, Yan Qingfei flew into a rage out of humiliation,"
"Sword Son, why are you looking at me like that? Why? Are you envious that I can break through so easily?”
The Sword Tomb's Sword Son pursed his lips and ignored him.
Envy?
Although Yan Qingfei's realm was higher than his, he could beat ten of them with one hand!
After a long time, the Sword Tomb's Sword Son said stiffly,"
"Didn't you hear what Mister Ning said? If you continue like this, you won't even be able to enter the top ten.”
"Brother Yan, the road is long. We should seek from top to bottom and forge ahead. How can we linger in the wind, flowers, snow, and moon?”
Hearing that, Yan Qingfei snorted and said,"
"What does a blockhead like you know? In life, cultivation is just a passing thing. Playing around in the world is the true meaning.”
Yan Qingfei rubbed his chin and pondered.
"As for that Bai Xiaohang, from Mister Ning's description, he seems to be on the same path as me."
"If there's a chance, we must make friends!”
"Stealing women and stealing jade, and even stealing into the home of the current chief constable. Tsk tsk, just thinking about it is exciting!”
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