Capítulo 881: Chapter 435: Topping the New List
After Qin Ming ascended the stage, he adopted an incredibly solemn and cautious deanor. After all, he was soon to face a mysterious expert ranked third, whose origins were unknown and could possibly be an ancient Earth Immortal, so no amount of vigilance seed excessive.
“Burdened by fa, I’ve been sowhat impulsive.” He reflected on whether he had beco arrogant, contemplating that facing ancient experts of the “Heavenly Demon Rebirth” category should be a gradual process and not about rashly taking on the third ranked.
On the fifth high platform, the Bodhi Saint stared at Qin Ming with a slightly unnatural expression. He had “overestimated” Qin Ming, believing his limit was challenging soone ranked thirtieth, but surprisingly, this Taiyi made an audacious leap to confront the third ranked directly.
Reflecting on his own words and actions, his aged face slightly reddened. His gaze deepened as he realized he had misjudged, failing to see this as soone of “my generation.”
Not only him, but everyone held this belief, thinking it unrealistic for any truly young individuals to be within the top five rankings, assuming all were significant old monsters with remarkable backgrounds.
“Today is truly spectacular—challenges have been issued against the top ten ranks. Don’t be fooled by the First Realm’s battle; I dare say this might already involve struggles of Seventh Realm beings.”
All present looked on with heated gazes, engaged in fervent discussions.
“It’s a pity that they’ve concealed their origins; otherwise, many might witness shocking revelations, as it’s very likely that Earth Immortals are dueling.”
“No rush. Over ti, they will inevitably reveal their identities.”
“Yes, so older seniors have sharp eyes, likely able to recognize so ‘old acquaintances,’ potentially uncovering clues. There might be revelations later.”
“In the end, looking across the scene, could the top positions on the New List be dominated entirely by old fellows over five hundred years old competing? If such a truth is unveiled, that would be fascinating.”
On the third Sword Fighting Platform, Qin Ming’s opponent had already appeared.
At this rank, the New List, splayed across the high skies, extended high-standard treatnt to the combatants, manifesting the appearance vividly as if their true bodies had descended.
The young man’s left hand was positioned behind him, his gaze sparkled like stars, black hair cascading to his waist, his facial features rather striking with well-defined angles, extrely handso.
On the New List, he was nad: Heavenly Elder.
Qin Ming didn’t think much about naming himself, casually picking a na from the Chu Ci·Nine Songs unearthed from the old era.
He found that the old fellows had high ambitions—the nas chosen by those ranked highly were either grand or peculiar, clearly refusing to concede to old age.
The young Heavenly Elder was domineering, keeping his left hand behind him, launching his right fist forward fiercely. At that mont, the Void was completely compressed by that crystalline fist, with Fist Intent omnipresent.
He was confident, poised, and exceedingly forceful, seemingly intent on sealing off his opponent with one punch to swiftly end the battle.
“Our Ancestor Master was also blasted off the Sword Fighting Platform by this very punch, truly terrifying!” A young man on-site, with little cunning, inadvertently revealed his family’s elder’s weakness.
In fact, not only his Ancestor Master but other more formidable personalities had also been shaken by the Heavenly Elder’s punch, coughing up a large mouthful of blood, voluntarily withdrawing from the battle stage.
With a bang, the youth’s words were yet to finish when the entire Sword Fighting Platform trembled slightly, Tao Rhythm surged, and Fist Intent spread brazenly and mightily.
“Taiyi… hasn’t been blasted off!” Many exclaid.
The Scarecrow youth had blocked it, standing firmly on the high platform, grasping the opponent’s fist, his fingers like a Heavenly Dragon clawing, tearing open the youth Heavenly Elder’s Fist Intent.
Qin Ming’s expression grew solemn; the true body of this Heavenly Elder must be unfathomable. This punch manifested by the New List was already remarkably astounding.
Eventually, the ti ended. With a crashing sound, the youth Heavenly Elder’s figure transford into flowing light and dispersed, his punch rely served as a test for the opponent.
Qin Ming withstood this punch, qualifying as an opponent to challenge his true body.
In the distance, within the massive Immortal City, the youthful Heavenly Elder suddenly turned his head, sensing and spoke, “Which old fellow can’t bear the solitude and, like , has stepped out, actually locking my flawless Fist Intent left in the First Realm with five fingers!”
Through the New List, he had already seen that Scarecrow, and instantly, a brilliant divine light burgeoned in his clear eyes as he said, “Could it be so old rival intentionally seeking ? Then let’s turn around and take a look, et him!”
Qin Ming hadn’t waited long when a stream of light streaked across the night sky; the youthly Heavenly Elder personally arrived, landing on the Sword Fighting Platform.
Silhouettes densely populated the Immortal Town, and many in the adjacent Divine City, upon hearing the news, also rushed over, crowding to witness the “Heavenly Demon Reincarnator” showdown.
At this mont, Bodhi Saint also smoothly passed the hurdle, ready to face off against the true body ranked fifth.
He was eager to watch the battle between Taiyi and the Heavenly Elder; unfortunately, his opponent had already appeared.
“What a spectacle—two pairs of old monsters vying for supremacy simultaneously; they most likely are Earth Immortals!”
The excited crowd thrived on the chaos, the place buzzing with noise, so in shock, others in anticipation. As the news spread, more and more people from other cities rushed over.
On the third high platform, Qin Ming focused on the youth Heavenly Elder, feeling as if encountering a “kindred spirit,” the Heavenly Light Qi chanism was visibly present on him!
“Which old acquaintance?” The Heavenly Elder spoke, his black hair spread out, his gaze sharp as a rainbow, his aura overwhelming, his charm enthralling.
“I am a newcor, early Nine Heavens.” Qin Ming, as the Scarecrow, clasped his fist thoughtfully.
The Heavenly Elder naturally didn’t believe; how could a newcor walk to his presence? What a joke—he, with his distinguished status, had made up for the First Realm’s shortcomings, standing almost within the flawless domain, hence ranked third.
“Old fellow pretending to be young!” The youth Heavenly Elder muttered.
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