Before the ranking notice, a man studied the Six Pavilions rankings in silence.
Beside him, a woman asked curiously, "Yang Ling, you're only third. Could there be a mistake?"
Yang Ling looked like a refined, genteel young master.
Now, he too gave a wry smile. "Yes, third."
"I heard the person in second is very poor. You're both at the Qi Refining Eighth Layer. He shouldn't be a match for you." The woman couldn't make sense of it.
Yang Ling narrowed his eyes and said nothing.
In fact...
He had already seen Jiang Man.
More precisely, he had been following behind Gao Nian all along.
Waiting for a chance to ambush her.
He had long known that Gao Nian planned to bring so many people against him.
What he hadn't expected was for Gao Nian to encounter Jiang Man's group.
He had seen Jiang Man strike with his own eyes.
They had been ordinary spell arts, but...
Every move reached its utmost potential. His spell arts were practiced, his transitions swift. In just a few breaths...
He had left Gao Nian and the others severely injured.
Such a feat...
Was beyond him.
He had imagined facing Gao Nian and the others. He could win, but not easily-at least, not as easily as what he had witnessed.
After weighing things briefly, he had given up competing for the Nine Clouds Town-Dragon Seal.
A true dragon had risen from the common folk.
He couldn't keep him down.
There was no need to clash with him.
Qi Refining was only the beginning. The road ahead was still long.
But now the pressure had shifted onto Cheng Moyang.
He wondered what Cheng Moyang would do.
First place in the Six Pavilions might not compare to Cloudfront Office First, but it was still a title.