As we got closer to the square, we met more and more disciples along the way.
Fang Han is now well-known in the sect, especially last month when his ranking shot up to 57th, and his ranking improved by 30 places in one month, it attracted a lot of attention.
Seeing him appear at this moment, many disciples cast curious and probing glances, and whispers began.
"It's Fang Han, he came to test again?"
"It's only been a month, right? Have you made any progress again?"
"Last month, the ranking improved by a full thirty places. I wonder how much it can be improved this time?"
Fang Han seemed oblivious to the gazes and comments around him. His face was calm and his pace did not change at all. He soon arrived at the huge square paved with white jade.
The huge General Ranking Martial Dao Stele stands in the center, glowing with a warm luster under the afterglow of the setting sun.
The densely packed names on the monument are arranged quietly, recording competition and sequence.
Because it was already the end of the month, there were many disciples in the square waiting in line for the test, and the atmosphere was a bit noisy.
The arrival of Fang Han immediately attracted a lot of attention.
Many disciples recognized him, with expressions of surprise and expectation on their faces.
After all, Fang Han's ranking improvement last month was really amazing. Everyone wants to see if he can create another miracle this time.
Fang Han silently walked to the end of the queue and queued up. He lowered his eyes slightly and calmly adjusted his breathing to adjust his condition to the best.
After waiting for about a quarter of an hour, it was his turn.
He walked forward slowly and stood about ten feet in front of the huge monument.
In an instant, the entire square's eyes were focused on him, the noise instantly dropped, and everyone held their breath, waiting for the next result.
"Huh--"
He took a deep breath, suppressing the slight waves in his heart caused by the many gazes, and his eyes instantly became calm and focused.
The <Mystic Wind Art>Internal Qi in the middle stage of the sixth grade in the body slowly activates, and the aura throughout the body begins to restrain itself.
"Keng!"
Flowing Wind Sword was unsheathed in response, and the sword blade of Dark Cyan glowed with a restrained luster in the setting sun.
The Greater Accomplishment level <Wind Shadow Fatal Sword> operates naturally, and the airflow around the body seems to have been summoned by the invisible king, and begins to silently converge and compress towards the long sword in his hand!
Two percent of "Wind Momentum" lingers around the sword body, making this Flowing Wind Sword seem to have turned into the body of the wind.
With a low voice in his heart, he moved his wrist, and Flowing Wind Sword turned into an imperceptible thin cyan line.
It's not straight, but with a strange arc and high-frequency tremors.
As if completely integrated into the trajectory of the wind, it moved towards the monument quietly but extremely quickly!
"Chi--boom!!"
The moment the sword tip touched the monument, the highly condensed "Wind Momentum" and the majestic Internal Qi exploded.
After a sharp sound, there was a dull thunderous explosion.
General Ranking Martial Dao Stele's whole body shined brightly, instantly illuminating the entire square. The monument's surface shook violently, and ripple-like energy ripples spread wildly.
The entire monument emitted a low hum!
Fang Han's name suddenly lit up, and then the numbers representing the rankings began to beat crazily!
Fifty-seven... fifty... forty-five... forty... thirty-five... thirty-three... thirty-two... thirty-one...
The numbers jumped at a dizzying speed, breaking through the key nodes of fifty and forty in an instant, and the momentum did not slow down at all!
Finally, under the gaze of countless extremely shocked and almost frozen eyes, the beating numbers suddenly froze--
Thirty!
The light gradually faded, and Martial Dao Stele returned to calm.
Fang Han's name suddenly stayed at the 30th position of General Ranking.
"Li Qinghong", which was originally ranked in this ranking, was squeezed out and dropped to the 31st place!
The entire square fell into a dead silence, and you could hear a pin drop.
Everyone was staring at the newly updated rankings on the monument, with extreme shock and disbelief written on their faces.
After a brief period of dead silence, there was an explosion of sound, with exclamations, gasps, and unbelievable discussions intertwined together, almost overturning the square.
"From fifty-seventh to thirty-seventh place, a total of 27 places have been promoted!"
"In 30th place, he actually... broke into the top 30, reaching the True Disciple threshold!"
"Monster! What a monster!"
Countless eyes focused on Fang Han, who was standing with his sword closed, full of shock, awe, jealousy, and even a trace of confusion.
He rushed from fifty-seventh to thirty-seventh place, rising a full twenty-seven places at once!
Although the improvement is not as good as the full thirty places last month, it is still only three places away. And don't forget that the higher you are, the more difficult it is to improve your ranking.
In terms of difficulty, the difficulty of promoting 27 people this time is even more difficult than the difficulty of promoting 30 people last month.
And this is not what shocked them the most, what shocked them the most was:
The 30th place is an extremely special position, it represents the threshold of True Disciple disciples!
Fang Han, a disciple of Beginner stage who has just been a year old, unexpectedly stepped into the ranks of True Disciple, which countless disciples have dreamed of and could not achieve.
According to the sect's regulations, as long as the original True Disciple disciple Li Qinghong cannot improve his ranking to the top thirty again within three days, then Fang Han will automatically replace Li Qinghong and obtain the status of True Disciple!
"Exactly 30th."
Fang Han slowly sheathed the sword, unaware of the huge sound behind him.
He raised his head and looked calmly at the number "thirtieth" on the tablet. Deep in his eyes, a faint trace of satisfaction quietly passed by.
The 30th place just crossed the threshold of True Disciple!
Although I guessed that my ranking would be greatly improved, I was not absolutely sure that my ranking would be in the top 30.
After all, the further up the ranking, the more difficult it will be to improve.
Fortunately, the result was not bad. Even though it was over the line, it still entered the top 30.
He stopped staying, turned around and separated from the still shocked crowd, and walked away calmly.
The setting sun lengthened his back, casting a quiet and tall shadow on the white jade ground.
And the news that he ranked 30th in General Ranking was like having wings, spreading throughout the Azure Profound Sect Twelve Courtyards at an alarming speed, causing an even greater sensation.
True Transmission Courtyard, Chu Feng's Courtyard In the study room, Sandalwood Incense curled up, but could not dispel an invisible depression.
Chu Feng sat on the rosewood Taishi chair, his fingertips unconsciously tapping the smooth armrests.
He made a dull "ta, da" sound and looked deeply into the sinking dusk outside the window, wondering what he was thinking about.
First there was a thief, and then there was True Disciple Zhang Yuan who was confronting him. The worries over the past few days shrouded his mind like a dark cloud, leaving a layer of resentment between his brows that could not be resolved.
"Squeak--"
The study door was gently pushed open, and Song Xiang walked in hurriedly, with a trace of panic and eagerness on his face that could not be concealed, and even his breathing was slightly hurried.
He walked to about ten feet in front of the desk, stopped, bowed and whispered.
"Senior Brother Chu..."
"Why are you so panicked?"
Chu Feng heard the sound and slowly turned his head, his eyes fell on Song Xiang's slightly pale face, his brows furrowed imperceptibly, and his voice was filled with a hint of displeasure.
"Senior brother, not long ago Fang Han... Fang Han went to General Ranking Martial Dao Stele to test, and his ranking... his ranking was improved to 30th!"
Song Xiang's Adam's apple rolled, he swallowed, his voice was trembling, and he said urgently.
"Crack!"
Chu Feng's finger tapping on the armrest suddenly stopped, making a crisp sound.
He leaned forward slightly and his sharp eyes instantly locked onto Song Xiang.
A flash of disbelief flashed deep in his pupils, and his tone was cold and suspicious.
"Thirty? Are you sure he's ranked in the top thirty?"
"It's absolutely true. Junior brother personally went to General Ranking Martial Dao Stele to confirm that Fang Han's General Ranking ranking has indeed been promoted to the 30th place!"
Song Xiang confirmed quickly, a thin layer of cold sweat oozing out from his forehead.
After receiving the confirmation, the muscles on Chu Feng's face tensed instantly, and the disbelief in his eyes was quickly replaced by an extreme shock and embarrassment.
He suddenly stood up from the Taishi chair, his chest heaving slightly, an uncontrollable anger mixed with the humiliation of being slapped hard, and rushed straight to the top door.
Thirtyth place!
This means that Fang Han has stepped into the threshold of True Disciple!
Two months ago, Fang Han was still ranked 87th. Although it was a rapid improvement, in his eyes, it was still just a "trouble" that could be eliminated with some effort.
Due to the incident between the thief and Zhang Yuan, he has been so anxious for the past two months that he has no time to care.
Unexpectedly, in just two months, Fang Han has climbed fifty-seven places in a row, and has entered the ranks of True Disciple that even many old disciples dream of!
This promotion speed is simply appalling, far beyond his expectations!
What makes him even more dissatisfied is that once Fang Han obtains the status of True Disciple, it will be difficult to suppress Fang Han as blatantly as before.
A strong sense of regret bit into his heart like a poisonous snake.
If we had known that Fang Han would grow so horribly, we should have used more drastic and thorough methods to destroy it before its strength was fully realized.
"Senior brother, there is one more thing..."
Song Xiang saw that Chu Feng's face was ashen, and the aura around his body was cold and biting, and he felt uneasy in his heart, but he still bit the bullet and added in a low voice.
"The person who was pushed out of the 30th place by Fang Han... is senior brother Li Qinghong."
These words were like another heavy hammer, hitting Chu Feng's heart hard.
Li Qinghong!
It was he who spent a lot of money to invite one of the three True Disciple to guard his subordinate forces!
It was not good for Fang Han to squeeze out anyone, but Li Qinghong who was working for him?
It was like a silent but loud slap on his face.
It is the most direct and pungent counterattack and ridicule to all his previous suppressions!
Chu Feng's face was livid, he took a deep breath, and slowly exhaled it, forcing down the raging anger and regret, he ordered Song Xiang.
"Immediately send a message to Li Qinghong, tell him about the ranking, and ask him to rush back to the sect as soon as possible and try to climb the ranking again!"
Li Qinghong must be notified to return!
If Li Qinghong loses his identity as True Disciple due to concealing the information, Li Qinghong will inevitably turn against himself and become a powerful enemy with his temperament, which will really make matters worse!