On the Canglang River, Chu Xisheng was savoring the screenful of fireworks before his eyes.
Ever since he had defeated Mad Saber Wang Ming in three strikes, the fireworks had kept bursting.
At the time, Chu Xisheng had felt that the visual effect would interfere with his vision and had immediately switched it off.
After boarding the ship and setting off, however, Chu Xisheng had turned the visual effect back on.
Watching the screenful of raining fireworks and the number "1832101" in his Martial Dao Points field, Chu Xisheng felt especially satisfied, brimming with accomplishment, and especially reassured.
The number in the Martial Dao Points field was still rising rapidly, jumping by three to five hundred almost every minute.
The Heavenly Secret Martial Manual's selection of the "Ten Divine Talented Young Blades" had indeed made many people aware of Chu Xisheng.
Yet throughout Heluo, or even all thirty-eight provinces under heaven, fewer than twenty-five million people might have read this issue of the Heavenly Secret Martial Manual so far.
Of those, no more than a tenth were interested in the "Ten Divine Talented Young Blades."
Among those two and a half million people, fewer than thirty percent believed Chu Xisheng had the strength to be selected as one of the "Ten Talents of Divine Excellence."
After today's three arena fights, however, things would be very different.
Once word spread, people would no longer question the Heavenly Secret Pavilion's list.
Someone who had overpowered every young saber wielder in the Capital Region naturally qualified for a place among the "Ten Talents of Divine Excellence."
This would certainly bring him a great many Martial Dao Points.
Chu Xisheng even estimated that this round's gains would be no less than three million points, directly doubling his earnings from the "Ten Divine Talented Young