Top of the Rankings

"Xu Feng was at the bottom of the Black Dragon Ranking in July, with only one hour of trial room time," one of the training camp instructors said with a smile. "It'll be 11:20 soon. No matter what happens, he'll definitely be kicked out of the virtual space then. Students, let's watch the rankings refresh at 11:20."

It was already 11:17.

Jiang Fang knew Xu Feng's background well, and she too stared expectantly at the rankings.

Little fellow, let me see just what results you can achieve.

A man suddenly came to Jiang Fang's mind—equally breathtakingly talented, with such a towering figure and such a handsome face.

Jiang Fang shook her head. "What's wrong with me? He's my disciple, and I'm twice his age!"

Under the night sky, names were clearly displayed upon the dragon scales of the Black Dragon sculpture, which stood nearly twenty stories tall.

Yet at this moment, the nearly hundred students below the enormous Black Dragon sculpture, along with several God of War instructors, all stared in shock at one name—"no.1: Xu Feng." Everyone knew that it was already 11:20, not far from the final midnight deadline.

The students who had gone out hunting had long since returned. The chances of the rankings changing were extremely slim.

In other words, Xu Feng's first-place ranking for July was practically set in stone.

"He really got first place?" Jiang Fang covered her mouth without thinking, her eyes filled with disbelief.

Gradually, Xu Feng's figure slowly overlapped with the image of a certain man in her heart...

"Little Feng really took first place?"

Xu Feng's father, Xu Zimo, widened his eyes as he looked at the rankings on the screen mounted on the wall. He stared fixedly at the number one name—Xu Feng. His eyes were round as saucers. As the head of the Xu Family, he naturally understood what it meant for Xu Feng's name to appear in first place.

Even the calmest person would have been stunned by this ranking. First place was already outrageous enough, but for a student who had just joined the training camp to take first place in his first month was something else entirely. It meant that, so long as Xu Feng did not fall, he would definitely become an Invincible God level warrior—and might even surpass the God of War level!

"Hahaha! My Xu Family has finally produced a younger generation member on par with a God of War! And it's actually Little Feng! Little Feng might even become someone beyond the God of War level in the future. By then, our Xu Family's status in the HR Alliance may surpass even the nine great families!"

At this moment, intelligence agents from powerful organizations, special administrative bodies, family conglomerates, mercenary groups, and more throughout Hong Ning Base City all investigated the latest rankings refreshed on the Elite Training Camp's Black Dragon Ranking. As qualified intelligence personnel, every person in charge immediately reported to their headquarters.

For super-powerful organizations such as the five great nations and the two martial arts halls, a martial artist whose physical fitness improved rapidly was certainly worth noting, but it was not enough to make them desperately try to recruit him. After all, there were openly available items such as Dragon Blood, as well as certain undisclosed special items.

All of them could strengthen the body.

In short, physical fitness could be improved by spending enormous sums of money.

But movement technique mastery, punching force exertion, blade technique mastery—these could not be forced. They could only be improved through battle after battle, training after training, along with experience and comprehension.

In the Elite Training Camp's terms, this was Combat Power Amplitude: using one point of strength to unleash ten points of combat power, or even a hundred points.

That was true ability.

Xu Feng clearly had an extremely high Combat Power Amplitude.

More importantly, Xu Feng possessed the Mental Power Talent. This meant that he alone could possess the strength of two God of War warriors,

and it was the combat power of two God of War warriors working together in perfect harmony, with complete mutual trust!

Jiangnan Base City, main urban district.

Room 218 of the girls' dormitory building at Third High School was Xu Xin's dorm room. The suite had a shared living room and four small bedrooms, with each girl living in one of them. Even in the Jiangnan University dormitory area, this was considered high-end housing, and required an extremely high annual accommodation fee.

"Xiao Xin, I actually think Zhang Haobai is pretty good. He's completely devoted to you too." A seductive-looking mixed-race girl with long loose hair lay on the sofa in her pajamas, holding a steaming cup of coffee as she smiled.

"Senior Sister Xu Xin likes Luo Feng. Stop speaking for Zhang Haobai."

At the moment, the four girls, including Xu Xin, were chatting about some rather gossipy matters.

"Stop it." Xu Xin frowned slightly.

Xu Xin was clearly unhappy. The other three girls smiled and said no more. Those who could live in this dormitory all came from extraordinary families, but compared with the rest, Xu Xin's family was the most formidable.

Xu Xin held a book on economics in her hands, flipping through it casually, but her attention was not on the book.

Xu Xin was troubled.

Very troubled. She was about old enough to get married, and in this era, many girls married at this age.

After all, eighteen was when girls were at their most beautiful, and when they were most able to attract those hot-blooded martial artists.

They did not necessarily need to marry the man. As long as they could become pregnant with his child, a martial artist's income and a bit of child support would mean a life free from worries about food and clothing.

Compared with women who had to struggle on their own after turning eighteen, this path was undoubtedly easier and held far better prospects.

Moreover, Xu Xin was the eldest daughter of the Xu Family and held a fairly high status, which meant she bore the responsibility of a political marriage for the family. As a result, many people pursued Xu Xin. Quite a few of them had deep ties to the Xu Family.

Although Xu Xin's attitude was firm, and her second brother Xu Feng supported her as well, there were still plenty of troubles—especially since the family's stance had always been ambiguous.

Her phone rang. "My brother's calling." Xu Xin picked up her phone in confusion, entered her room, and only answered after closing the door. Xu Gang's face appeared on the phone screen.

"Brother, what is it?" Xu Xin asked, confused.

"Good news! Great news!" Xu Gang wore a broad smile on the phone screen.

"Your second brother is ranked first in the Elite Training Camp! He took first place in his very first month. This time, our Xu Family may not just remain one of the HR Alliance's twelve great families in the country—we may very well become one of the HR Alliance's nine great families worldwide!"

Second Brother was ranked number one?

Xu Xin was no ordinary girl. As the eldest daughter of the Xu Family, she knew many things, and she also understood exactly what this title meant.

"Oh, I see." Xu Xin nodded.

"Damn, not even a flicker of excitement?" Xu Gang laughed.

"Hehe." Xu Xin deliberately forced out a smile. "Satisfied now, Brother?"

The call ended quickly.

The smile on Xu Xin's face spread. "Now there won't be any trouble." Her second brother fully supported and approved of her relationship with Luo Feng. Therefore, Xu Xin no longer cared about the harassment from those young masters. Without pressure from the family, she would not care about those people at all.

"After the rain comes sunshine."

Hong Ning Base City, Elite Training Camp.

Xu Feng, looking like a beaten dog, spoke with his Senior Disciple Sister Zhao Ruo and Senior Disciple Brother Shi Jiang before immediately rushing into his own pavilion.

"Good heavens, I only climbed to first place, and it caused such a huge commotion." Xu Feng thought of what had just happened. From the moment he left the trial room—especially after leaving the Nine-Layered Tower—he had practically been besieged by a crowd from the training camp. More accurately, they had come one after another to congratulate him. Quite a few students had also represented various factions in extending invitations.