Golden Ranking's Tenth Place, Yu Xiaogang's Guess!

The tavern fell silent for a moment.

Qian Renxue blinked, then made a face at Qian Daochen.

"Bleh."

"I don't believe you."

She waved her hand and turned to leave the tavern.

Sunlight fell across her golden hair, adding a faint golden sheen to her slender figure.

Qian Daochen watched her walk away without trying to stop her.

The thirty-year period had come to an end.

Once he returned to Spirit Hall, the girl would naturally learn whether it was true or not.

The soul masters in the tavern looked at one another.

A moment later, several of them could not help laughing.

"Boss, you're already so old, and you're still using this excuse to get close to young girls?"

"Her great-grandfather? Why not say you're Qian Daoliu's elder brother?"

"A girl that pretty is hardly someone an ordinary tavern owner can set his sights on."

Qian Daochen could not be bothered to respond.

Near the entrance, a scar-faced soul master stared in the direction Qian Renxue had left, his gaze filled with lechery.

"That little girl really doesn't know her place."

"Anyone want to come with me and teach her some manners?"

The expressions of the surrounding soul masters changed slightly.

Someone recognized the scar-faced man.

He was a level seventy-three assault-type Soul Sage, notorious around Heaven Dou City.

Several soul masters were disgusted, but none dared to speak up and offend him.

The scar-faced man called over two companions and strode toward the tavern entrance.

Just as the three crossed the threshold.

A streak of sword light swept through the tavern.

Three heads rolled to the ground.

The scar-faced man's headless body took two more steps before crashing down.

The tavern fell utterly silent.

Everyone stared at the three corpses on the ground, their faces drained of color.

A Soul Sage.

He had been killed by a single sword strike before he could even release his martial soul.

Everyone hurriedly turned toward the wooden table by the window.

The wine cup was still on the table.

But Qian Daochen had already vanished.

The few soul masters who had mocked him earlier froze in place, cold sweat beading on their foreheads.

"The tavern owner..."

"Was he really a hidden expert?"

No one could answer.

At that moment, the golden radiance in the sky surged once more.

Countless bullet comments temporarily vanished.

Majestic words filled the entire sky.

[The Strongest Ranking review is about to begin.]

[The tenth place will soon be announced.]

Across the continent, everyone held their breath.

Whether soul masters or soul beasts, all eyes were fixed on the Heavenly Screen.

The first person to enter the Strongest Ranking.

Who would it be?

Qian Daochen left Heaven Dou City.

A long wind brushed past his robes outside the city. Layered mountains stretched into the distance, while the golden Heavenly Screen still spanned the sky.

He looked up at the majestic words, anticipation appearing in his eyes.

Douluo Continent had never been as simple as it appeared on the surface.

Limit Douluo were far from the continent's true limit.

Deep within the Star Dou Great Forest lurked the Silver Dragon King, who had fled from the Divine Realm.

The Far North also contained soul beasts with astonishing cultivation.

The ocean was boundless. Whether other creatures were hidden within it, no one could say.

Now that the ranking had descended, those experts who had slumbered for years, even those forgotten by the world, should begin appearing one after another.

Qian Daochen withdrew his gaze.

"Before returning to Spirit Hall, I should retrieve my sword first."

That sword had lain dormant there for decades.

Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect.

Outside the council hall.

Ning Fengzhi held a scepter in his hand, his white robes stirring gently in the wind.

Sword Douluo Chen Xin and Bone Douluo Gu Rong stood on either side, both watching the Heavenly Screen.

Many disciples of the sect had already gathered in the square.

Everyone was waiting for the ranking's tenth place to appear.

Ning Fengzhi looked at Chen Xin beside him.

"Uncle Sword, among the ten greatest peak experts, there must be a place for you."

"But this tenth place should not be yours."

Chen Xin possessed the Seven Killing Sword martial soul, and his soul power had reached level ninety-six.

With his formidable offensive power, he could contend against Titled Douluo of higher levels.

Gu Rong nodded.

"Though that sword man is irritating to look at, his strength is indeed not weak."

"If he only ranks tenth, I'll be the first to object."

Chen Xin cast him an indifferent glance.

"Old Bones, you should first consider whether you can make the ranking yourself."

Gu Rong snorted.

"If I make the ranking, my position will certainly be above yours."

Ning Fengzhi shook his head helplessly.

These two Titled Douluo had competed for most of their lives, determined to settle every matter between them.

However, in his view, there would basically be no surprises in the continent's top three.

Tang Chen.

Bo Saixi.

Qian Daoliu.

The three level ninety-nine Limit Douluo had long stood at the pinnacle of human soul masters.

Chen Xin stood with his hands behind his back, confidence on his face.

"There are countless experts in the world."

"Whether I can enter the top ten is still difficult to say."

As he spoke, a white-robed figure surfaced in his mind.

It was a senior swordsman he had encountered in his youth.

The other man had used only a tree branch to break his Seven Killing Sword.

After that battle, Chen Xin understood that the path of the sword was far vaster than he had imagined.

"If that senior is still alive..."

"Even Tang Chen, Bo Saixi, and Qian Daoliu might not be able to defeat him."

Ning Fengzhi's expression shifted slightly.

This was the first time he had heard of someone Chen Xin held in such high regard.

The Heavenly Screen's radiance flowed and shifted.

The three did not continue their conversation, patiently waiting for the ranking to be announced.

Clear Sky Sect.

Upon a mountain peak shrouded in clouds and mist, Tang Xiao led a group of elders standing in the sect square.

A large number of Clear Sky Sect disciples gathered around them, their faces full of anticipation.

When it came to the world's experts, Clear Sky Sect would not lose to any faction.

Tang Xiao himself was a level ninety-seven Titled Douluo.

Several elders also possessed Titled Douluo cultivation.

More importantly, Clear Sky Sect had Tang Chen, their patriarch.

The Seventh Elder was the first to speak.

"The patriarch will certainly rank first!"

"The Sect Master also has a chance to make the ranking."

"This time, perhaps more than one person from our Clear Sky Sect will make the list."

The other elders nodded one after another.

Ever since Tang Hao had offended Spirit Hall and the sect had been forced to seal its gates, Clear Sky Sect's prestige had greatly declined.

Though they never said it aloud, they had always been holding back their frustration.

Now that the Strongest Ranking had descended, it was the perfect opportunity for Clear Sky Sect to make its name known again.

Tang Xiao raised his head toward the Heavenly Screen.

"The Heavenly Dao's rewards can allow those on the ranking to advance their strength even further."

"As long as the patriarch receives the first-place reward, Clear Sky Sect will no longer need to remain hidden."

A blazing light rose in the Seventh Elder's eyes.

"The number one sect in the world should have commanded the continent's soul masters from the beginning."

"The position Spirit Hall can occupy, our Clear Sky Sect may not be unable to occupy as well!"

The blood of the disciples boiled at his words.

They had already begun looking forward to the day Clear Sky Sect returned to the continent.

Shrek Academy.

Everyone gathered in the middle of the training ground.

Ma Hongjun craned his neck, wishing he could immediately see the name on the Heavenly Screen.

"Who exactly is the tenth place on the Supreme Ranking?"

Oscar stroked his chin.

"Could it be Spirit Hall's Angel Douluo?"

Dai Mubai shook his head.

"Qian Daoliu is a level ninety-nine Limit Douluo."

"Even if he ranks last among the three great Limit Douluo, he cannot possibly be only tenth."

Yu Xiaogang clasped his hands behind his back and gave a cold snort.

"The Angel Douluo?"

"Is he worthy of being called the foremost of the three great Limit Douluo?"

Everyone immediately turned to look at him.

Tang San asked seriously, "Teacher, have you already guessed who tenth place is?"