133: Chapter 133 Damn it, you guys are all cheating, aren't you!

The ranking list was announced, and the entire Modu Martial Arts University instantly exploded.

"Han Qingyue is a One-Star Martial General? Wasn't she a Six-star Martial Ancestor last month? Breaking through four stars in a month and crossing a major Realm? Are you kidding me?"

"And Lin Fan! After discovering the Secret Realm, his strength surged. Now he's had consecutive Breakthroughs to become an 8-Star Martial Ancestor. He's charged into the top five this month! Why don't I have such good luck?"

"Tch, you just hide in school to Cultivate every day without going out to gain experience. Even if there were opportunities, they wouldn't come to you."

"Gong Shuting is even more exaggerated. She skipped over Wang Peng and Zhou Tianxing to squeeze into sixth place! As expected of Principal Ouyang's disciple. In less than half a year, she broke through from a Martial Master to a Four-star Martial Ancestor. This speed is even stronger than Han Ming back then!"

"Li Xuewei has also entered the top ten! All four people from Jiangbei have squeezed into the top ten among the freshmen. What kind of blessed land is this Jiangbei?"

Nangong Li stood outside the crowd, looking at his ranking on the light screen, which had been pushed down to fourth. There was no expression on his Face.

But his slightly clenched fists betrayed his mood at that moment.

How arrogant was he?

Now that people were squeezing ahead of him one after another, how could he be willing to accept this?

However, he also knew the ranking was not wrong; the combat power of the few people ahead was indeed above his.

Originally, Li Tianci's combat power was not as good as his, but he was a small Realm higher than him, so he could only settle for second best.

"It seems I also need to work harder."

He glanced at Lin Fan and Gong Shuting, who were ranked behind him; the pressure they gave him was simply too great.

If he were to be surpassed by these two again, where would he put his Face as the former top Genius among the freshmen?

Gu Lingxi stood further away, her gaze falling on the name at the top of the martial sect ranking list, her eyes somewhat complex.

Originally, when she heard from her father that the Gu Family intended for her to enter into a marriage alliance with Han Ming, she was internally opposed. As an SSS-grade Genius, her goal was the pinnacle of the Dao.

Not to become a tool for a marriage alliance.

It's just that she was too weak right now and had no right to refuse.

When she learned that Han Ming had actually refused to marry her, her mood was very complicated.

While glad that she didn't have to become a tool for a marriage alliance, she also felt very indignant.

She was an SSS-grade Genius, known alongside Han Qingyue as one of the Two Beauties of Modu. She didn't know how many young talents had broken the threshold of the Gu Family just to see her.

And now, Han Ming had actually refused to marry her?

On what grounds?

Gu Lingxi bit her lip, a rare trace of anger appearing on her cold Face.

Was she, Gu Lingxi, really that unworthy of his attention?

Somehow, she had an urge to conquer Han Ming.

In a villa, Li Tianci stared at the ranking on the nameplate, his eyes full of gloom.

A layer of scales with a dark, glossy sheen appeared on his Face unconsciously.

He had gone to great lengths to abandon his human identity and used the essence blood of the Sacred Beast, the Heavenly Scale Single-Horned Flood Dragon, to Cultivate the Blood Demon Art. Not only did his strength surge, but he also repaired his Foundation.

Now, he was actually only ranked third?

A wave of intense brutality surged into his heart.

"Han Ming, Han Qingyue, if it weren't for the fear of exposing the fact that I Cultivate the Blood Demon Art, preventing me from going all out, would you even be qualified to be ranked ahead of me?"

Li Tianci's eyes flashed with eerie red light, emitting bursts of cold killing intent.

"Damn it, I dropped to ninth place again? Are you all cheating?!"

Ye Yunfeng looked at his ranking and felt like crying.

He was the dignified young master of the Modu Ye Family, being surpassed one by one by you bumpkins—did he not need Face?

"Sigh, it seems there is completely no hope for pursuing Qingyue."

He looked at Han Qingyue's ranking again and became somewhat disheartened.

Before, when he always pestered Han Qingyue, in order to get rid of him, she had told him that she didn't like men weaker than herself.

Now she had suddenly broken through to a Martial General and even comprehended the second layer of Yin Intent, while he was only a Six-star Martial Ancestor, and comprehending True Intent was still a distant prospect.

It was probably impossible to surpass Han Qingyue in this lifetime.

"What? Giving up already?"

At this moment, a somewhat lazy voice came from behind him.

"Han Ming? Are you here to laugh at me?"

Ye Yunfeng turned his head and saw it was Han Ming; his expression was not very good.

He still remembered when he first entered school, not only did he lose to Han Ming, but he also had to bow to him as his master in public.

Because of this, he was mocked for a long time in the Modu circles.

It wasn't until Han Ming defeated Nangong Li and completely revealed his talent that this mockery gradually subsided.

So it would be strange if he had a good expression when seeing Han Ming.

"Oh? It seems you have a lot of opinions about me?"

Han Ming tilted his head and looked at Ye Yunfeng with a half-smile.

He also didn't expect this guy to have so much resentment toward him.

But thinking about it, it makes sense; whoever is beaten into submission in public and then has to take someone as a master wouldn't be too happy.

But although Ye Yunfeng didn't mince words, he hadn't done anything underhanded behind his back, which was much better than the insidious Li Tianci.

Ye Yunfeng snorted and turned his head away, not speaking.

In his heart, he actually knew clearly that he had been the one to provoke first, and Han Ming had already shown mercy back then.

Look at Li Tianci's fate; his Dantian was destroyed, his Foundation ruined. Even if he didn't know what method he used to restore his cultivation now, his whole temperament had changed greatly, becoming so eerie that he didn't look like a living person.

In comparison, he had only lost a bit of Face!

"Take this."

Han Ming didn't want to say much to him; he casually tossed a jade box, which flew toward Ye Yunfeng.

Ye Yunfeng caught it subconsciously, opened it, and was stunned.

Inside the jade box lay a fist-sized, crimson fruit, crystalline throughout, with blood-colored light halos faintly flowing on its surface, emitting a rich, almost viscous life aura.

It was actually a dragon blood soul fruit?

A top-grade among ninth-grade Spirit Medicines, it could temper the physique, condense the Divine Soul, and for a Martial Ancestor, it was an supreme treasure for comprehending True Intent.

This kind of thing, let alone buying it, was rare even in the Ye Family's treasury.

"You... what do you mean by this?"

Ye Yunfeng raised his head and looked at Han Ming in disbelief.

This, was this for him?

He and Han Ming were unrelated; on what grounds?

In his view, he and Han Ming should be looking at each other with disdain.

How could he possibly give him such a precious Spirit Medicine?

"Consider it compensation for the humiliation back then! From now on, we are even."

Han Ming didn't care what he was thinking and said with a faint smile.

After speaking, without waiting for Ye Yunfeng to react, he turned and left.

Ye Yunfeng stood in place holding the jade box, stunned for a long time.

He looked down at the dragon blood soul fruit, then looked at Han Ming's departing back, his expression a mix of complex emotions.

After Han Ming left the school square, he didn't return directly to his villa but came to another villa not far away.

"Han Ming? Do you need something from me?"

Soon the villa's Formation opened. Nangong Li saw that it was Han Ming outside, frowned slightly, and asked puzzledly.

Although the Nangong Family and the Han Family had been on good terms for generations, he and Han Ming didn't have much interaction.

He didn't know why this guy suddenly came to find him; he still wanted to continue to Cultivate!

There was no extra time to chat.

"What? Don't welcome me?"

Han Ming smiled faintly at him and said.

"No, come in and talk!"

Nangong Li's mouth twitched; he couldn't bring himself to kick him out, so he had to step aside and invite Han Ming in.