1401: C1401 Unveiling of the Final Rankings (1)

C1401 Unveiling of the Final Rankings (1)

Hidden Dragon Castle, stage!

Not only had the ninety-eight battles passed without a hitch, but all of them had also achieved victory. This could be considered as having advanced ahead of time to become the champion of the Hidden Dragon Rank battles in the Southern region. At the same time, the colourful dragon's body reached a height of one hundred and ninety-eight meters.

If it was according to the tradition of the competitions for the Hidden Dragon Rank in the Southern region, for the contestants who became champions, the body of the Rainbow Dragon that represented the Latent Dragon Qi would have a qualitative and quantitative change.

This was also the true reason why Yu Haoran was looking forward to the rankings.

Unfortunately, as the name of the contestant on the list began to float, a new round of competition was about to begin. Moreover, an irresistible force forced him out of the arena, but there was no change to the colourful dragon in his body.

"Don't worry, Pill Emperor. After the competition, the seven-colored dragon formed by the Latent Dragon Qi will be redistributed and upgraded according to the ranking board's final ranking." Seeing Yu Haoran, who was forced out of the arena with a depressed and unhappy expression, the purple robed middle aged expert in midair hurriedly used his divine sense to remind him.

After all, ever since the Hidden Dragon Rank competition had been held, there had not been a case like Yu Haoran, who had already locked onto the champion early in the competition.

"Thank you for Zi Zun's reminder."

After using the telepathic thoughts transmission to express his gratitude, Yu Haoran quickly walked over to Qin Lingfei and the others, telling them to pay attention to their safety in the upcoming matches. Furthermore, their attitude was so tough that unless they were forced into a corner, Wu Zhengjun would never take their opponent's life.

After that, he sat cross-legged on the ground and started to make use of the special aura produced by the Latent Dragon Qi in his body to speed up his process of acquiring the memories of the Twelve Ancestral Mages, as well as the fist, palm and pole techniques.

At the same time, the Tower Spirit in his sea of consciousness also immediately returned to the top of the tower. Using the second stage ninth grade Violet Spirit Embryo Fruit as well as the purple lightning that suppressed the tower, he began to use all his strength to recover his soul body's injuries.

The reason why the Tower Spirit was so anxious to recover his soul body was because he wanted to wake up before Yu Haoran headed for the Qian Family.

This was because not only was there an opportunity left behind in the dwelling left behind by the middle ages Plum Blossom Old Man, that could assist his second clone in reaching the Emperor's Realm Realm, there was also the possibility of him hiding a fragment of an innate treasure.

If the truth was as he had guessed, then only a body which had recovered the soul of a Demigod would be able to obtain the fragment of that precious artifact.

In the ninety-eight battles, ten opponents died to Yu Haoran in total.

Including Ma Baohua who died at the hands of Wu Zhengjun, there were still eighty-eight people remaining to participate in the competition.

Although there were fewer participants, there were no intimidating experts like Yu Haoran who possessed absolute strength. The number of opponents that could take the initiative to surrender were also very few.

This was especially true for opponents of the same level and strength. They would need to exchange over a hundred rounds before the outcome would be decided.

Therefore, the amount of time needed for every round of the finals was actually much more than the ninety-eight matches that Yu Haoran had participated in.

Three days and three nights!

The 87 rounds of the finals took a full three days and three nights. Only then did the finals of the Hidden Dragon Rank in the Southern region finally come to an end.

After temporarily stopping to accept the inheritance of the Ancient Twelve Ancestral Magi, he finished his cultivation and stood up. He looked up at the list that was once again enveloped by the rainbow light in the air, excitement evident in his eyes.

They were looking forward to the moment the ranking list was revealed, the final rankings of Qin Lingfei, Yu Siqi, Jian Wuhen, Jiang Jingya, and Wu Zhengjun. They were also looking forward to what kind of earth-shattering qualitative change would happen to the multicolored dragon that was formed from the Latent Dragon Qi in their bodies.

In every match just now, every participant was well aware of their own match scores. They were also well aware of their own ranking.

However, they were still very nervous as they looked at the leaderboard, hoping for a miracle to happen.

The countless experts in the audience also looked at the leaderboard with anticipation and nervousness. They wanted to see the rankings of their own elite disciples and how much Latent Dragon Qi they had obtained from it.

The audience didn't have much time to wait. The rainbow colored light that enveloped the name list began to slowly disappear, gradually revealing the name list.

However, because the seven-colored light gradually disappeared from the bottom of the leaderboard, the first thing that the leaderboard revealed to the audience was the reverse rankings.

"Eighty-eighth place, Wang Qing!"

After seeing his final ranking on the leaderboard, even though Wang Qing already knew of the result, he still couldn't help but clench his fists in agitation.

Originally, with his cultivation and strength, being able to charge into the final round of the Hidden Dragon Rank and obtain the support of the Latent Dragon Qi was already considered a stroke of luck.2

However, he had never expected that not only would he make it to the finals, but he would also be able to rank in the eighty-eighth place. All of the credit would belong to those two.

Wang Qing looked from the list to Yu Haoran and Wu Zhengjun, who were not far away, with an extremely grateful expression in his eyes.

"Eighty-seventh place, I, Bai Jun, am ranked eighty-seventh on the list!"

Standing only three meters away from Wang Qing, a young man also excitedly clenched his fists and gave Yu Haoran and Wu Zhengjun a grateful look.

"Eighty-six, the eighty-sixth place on my Metallic Origin Board!"

"85 years old, my history ranking!"

"Eighty-four, me!"

"83!"

"AHH!"

"Forty-seven!"

Seeing the familiar name on the list, the yellow clothed girl turned her head to look at the white haired elder with an excited expression.

"Fifth Grandpa, Brother Yan's final ranking is at forty-seventh place. It's basically the same as what you predicted!"

After nodding in response to the excited shouts of the yellow clothed girl, the white haired old man's gaze directly fell on the center plaza, looking at Yu Haoran and Wu Zhengjun who were similarly looking at the rankings.

The intensity and ruthlessness of this year's Hidden Dragon Rank competition, as well as the strength of the contestants, far exceeded the white-haired old man's initial expectations.

The Gu brothers, the descendant of the God Slayer Bai Qi, and the son of the Xia Clan Patriarch, Xia Gufengze, were not on the list of participants that the Hwang family had collected.

According to Huang Yan's character and strength, his final ranking should be outside of the 60th place. To be lucky enough to enter the top fifty on the list, one must still be grateful to Yu Haoran and Wu Zhengjun.

If not for the fact that Yu Haoran had consecutively killed nine extraordinary and monstrous strong practitioners who were far stronger than Huang Yan in the battle of attrition.

If it wasn't for Wu Zhengjun being ruthless and merciless, inflicting a total of seven peerless and monstrous strong experts whose strength surpassed Huang Yan's, it was simply impossible for Huang Yan to ultimately charge into the top fifty on the list.

Therefore, the white-haired old man looked towards Yu Haoran and Wu Zhengjun with an equally grateful expression.

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