Although Zhao Fu had only gained 100,000 points, it put him back on the rankings. With 310,000 points, he surpassed Bai Shengjun to claim third place. The rankings were now as follows.
1st place, name unknown, 440,000 points.
2nd place, name unknown, 320,000 points.
3rd place, name unknown, 310,000 points.
4th place, Bai Shengjun, 300,000 points.
5th place, Zang Mingyue, 290,000 points.
No one was quite as surprised by these rankings anymore. They knew that person was exceptionally powerful, capable of competing with the prodigies whose rankings had risen.
Yet they had never expected him to surpass Bai Shengjun and become third. That meant he was even stronger than Bai Shengjun, making them draw sharp breaths as they realized they had still underestimated him.
The white-haired youth ranked second could not help but take notice of Zhao Fu as well. Though he believed the only opponent worthy of him was the person ranked first, he sensed immense pressure from Zhao Fu, along with faint traces of danger.
Bai Shengjun, now pushed down to fourth place, wore an extremely grave expression. He understood that Zhao Fu absolutely possessed the ability to rival him; otherwise, he could not possibly have surpassed him.
Zang Mingyue, ranked fifth, was even more furious. Having fallen to fifth again, this humiliating rank made him feel as though he was about to lose all face as an Imperial Son. As an incomparably noble Imperial Son, he had actually lost to so many people in the Outer Domain. He would have no face left to show anyone if word got out, and people would say he was unworthy of being an Imperial Son.
After killing the sand beast, Zhao Fu began checking what he had gained. He searched the surrounding area, but felt rather disappointed. Everything was