The next second, a middle-aged man appeared in front of Jiang Yan.
He had regular features, handsome enough to be called a distinguished middle-aged uncle. He wore a blue-gray plaid shirt, with a little stubble on his face that he had not had time to trim. If he had not suddenly descended from the sky, Jiang Yan would never have recognized his true identity.
The moment Qin Wufeng arrived, he placed both hands on Jiang Yan's shoulders. His fingers trembled, his knuckles pinching white as his eyes bore into Jiang Yan's.
"Was what you just said true?!"
Jiang Yan smiled faintly and said unhurriedly, "Of course it was true. It's just a pity that the people above rank fifty thousand were too strong. I couldn't beat them."
"It can't be calculated like that, it can't! You're only eighteen... no, you haven't even reached Inner Gang yet. How could you... how could this be..."
Qin Wufeng released Jiang Yan's shoulders, lowered his head, and paced back and forth on the spot. He was so shocked that he could barely form a coherent sentence.
"Let me see your Student Card. The Myriad Worlds Heavenly Ladder account for Shendu Martial University students is bound to it."
Qin Wufeng finally came to his senses and urged Jiang Yan to show him his Student Card.
He simply could not believe it. He had lived for over a hundred years—how could something this absurd possibly happen?
Unreasonable! Completely unreasonable!
Tell me, how could a martial artist under nineteen, merely at the third rank, surpass old Seniors who had painstakingly fought on the Heavenly Ladder for years, defeat those monsters of the Myriad Worlds Heavenly Ladder all the way through, and reach the top fifty thousand among billions of living beings on his very first day?
If