Chapter Sixty-Eight: Hearing the World

Street, shop door, window......

Everyone's eyes converged together, looking at the highest heavenly list.

The name of the first and centered typesetting is "Qizhen Mountains and Rivers - Xiao Ding", and the lower left is the second "Vitality Wheel - Guan Qimai".

The chaotic drum noise rose up, and was immediately suppressed by a loud voice.

It was the official of the Zhangwu Academy who was guarding the flagpole and began to report the list in a correct tone.

The people of Jinhai City can recognize a few words to some extent, but there are not many people who can read barriers, so someone needs to read the list.

"The king of Zhenshan is at the top of the list, and the mountain chief is on the list, and it is still the same."

Ding Yushi pressed the window edge and said.

"The tenth issue of this year, in Shenjing, should have been released a month ago."

The mountain chief in his mouth is Guan Qimai - this person is in charge of the martial arts academy and ranks among the top ranks of the current dynasty.

The list is short, with less than ten names in total.

Under these names, only a few pieces of information, such as title, age, place of origin, and the exercises practiced, occupy a maximum of two lines.

Hong Fan swept his eyes and quickly reached the end of the list.

The last Martial Saint was Shi Haoran, the Sect Master of the Heart Saint Sect with the honorific title "Nothing Outside the Heart", who was seventy-eight years old at the time.

Below him, there is a list of 100 people written in a smaller font.

The first in the list is the ancestor of the Huaiyang Guofeng clan, "One Thousand Miles and One Step" Kazamake, who was 179 years old at the time.

Compared with the Martial Saint, the introduction of the Grandmaster of the Earth List is fuller, and in addition to the Gong Body Killing Method, there are also the most representative achievements.

Just as Hong Fan was scrolling down the ranks, trying to shorthand the information with the memory method of his previous life, an exclamation from the third floor interrupted him.

"The top of the Tianjiao list has changed!"

When everyone heard this, they hurriedly looked, and sure enough, they saw that Kou Yong, who was originally ranked first, had dropped to second.

The new one to the top is the ancient Yixin who was praised by Zheng Furui before.

It's just that his current title has changed from "Gun Spirit" to "Gun Leader".

['Gun Kui' Gu Yixin, a person from Shihiko Shengzhou, is a four-year-old person, and he is fearless. 】

Hong Fan silently reads this person's introduction.

[Practicing the "Foot Throwing Diamond Classic", the congenital Liuhe is perfect, holding a simple iron gun, which is said to be a remnant of the ancient battlefield; 】

[At the age of fourteen, he began to practice martial arts, and he was able to improve his marksmanship without hindrance, and he knew ten when he heard it; 】

[In February of the twenty-sixth year of Zhenghe, he visited the Xijing Shura Sect and defeated the 'Little Dou Emperor' Qu Luoyi in three moves;]

[In January of the twenty-seventh year of Zhenghe, it was easy to be extravagant in Shenjing in response to the 'Rapid Light Movie', with seven guns and seven holes;]

[In September of the twenty-seventh year of Zhenghe, he made an appointment to fight 'Liuyun' Kou Yong in Zhanzhou Linyuan, and nailed through Kou Yong's palm after a hundred moves. 】

"It was actually the top ...... of the previous leaderboard who was defeated head-on"

Hong Sheng clenched his fists and sighed, wanting to speak again.

At this time, the reporter has just read to the top of the list.

Hong Fan continued to look down, sweeping all the way to the end of the yellow list.

[Tianjiao List Eighty-seventh: 'Chasing the Wind Step' Feng Tianqing, Huaiyang Guofeng Clan, practicing the "Tiangang Divine Wind Sutra" ......]

[Tianjiao List Ninety-fourth: 'Snap of the Finger Thunderbolt' Cao Hanhai, Liangzhou Golden Magnetic Gate, Practicing "Iron Hand" ......]

On the contrary, the previously mentioned "Electric Flash" and "Mirror Flowers and Water Moon" have been stuck at the sympathetic threshold of heaven and man for too long, and they have all been squeezed off the list.

Of the 100 Tianjiao, only nine people are in Liangzhou, and six of them are in Xijing, the provincial capital.

In the entire west of Liangzhou, only Huaiye City, the most prosperous city in the northeast, has one person on the list.

As for the evil list, which is more similar to a warrior's wanted warrant, it is not treated as a hanging pole, but is written on paper and pasted at the door of the Zhangwu Temple all year round.

After reading more than 200 names, Hong Fan didn't have any special feelings, just felt like he had read the latest issue of the rich list in his previous life, and had gained some distant and meaningless insights.

"Tiannan and Haibei only take a hundred people, but the information is collected in such detail, the Zhangwu Academy is really good."

He said, asking the man next to him.

"Could it be that the person who intends to be on the list discloses the application to the local Zhangwu Academy himself?"

"I look at the records of the people on the list, and it is not common to fight each other, how to judge the level?"

When he asked, Hong Sheng and Li Shenji, who were still in a daze, woke up.

"If it's all disclosed by myself, where does it appear to be the means of the imperial court?"

Hong Sheng replied with a smile.

"On the one hand, wherever there are cities and towns in Dahua, there will be a military academy. All the martial arts, killing methods, weapons, and even personality and wisdom of the martial artists will be included. ”

"On the other hand, since the imperial court set up a martial arts list, who of my generation of martial artists doesn't want to be famous all over the world? Except for those who are burdened and incognito, the rest of the people are only afraid that the Martial Arts Academy will not know their progress. ”

As he spoke, his eyes unconsciously turned to the yellow list.

"What Brother Sheng said is true."

Li Shenji agreed, and continued to answer Hong Fan's second question.

"As for the one who relies on this information to evaluate the level of the martial artists in the world, it is a star monarch of the Martial Arts Academy."

"Its natal star is called 'Solving the Heavenly Machine'."

"It is said that this star monarch has infinite brain power and is unforgettable, and can simulate the combat power of a martial artist out of thin air; As long as the intelligence is sufficiently detailed, the results are rarely missed. ”

[This 'solution to the heavens' sounds similar to human supercomputing, and the three rankings are the result of brain fighting crickets......]

Hong Fan thanked him and thought in his heart.

"But you don't have to trust the results on the list."

Li Shenji continued.

"For example, the martial saints on the Heavenly List have not fought directly, so they have always been ranked first with a close relationship with the imperial court."

"In fact, according to folk sayings, most people think that the king of Zhenshan may not be the opponent of the next few people......"

Just as a few people were talking by the window, their discussion was suddenly overwhelmed by the environment.

But it was the newspaper with outstanding vision who had just finished reading the deeds of the new top of the Tianjiao list.

"Liuyun was actually defeated."

"Tianjiao is the first, and he deserves to be the best!"

"Hearing one and knowing ten, it's like throwing King Kong to reincarnate ......"

The voice was unprecedentedly loud, and even forced the reporter to stop for a while.

For a moment, the streets were filled with buzz, and these buzzes were discerned to the smallest detail, as if they were shouting the name of the new Tianjiao leader.

Soon, the people at the window could not distinguish the shape of the sound at allβ€”they only felt that there was a strong wind falling from the sky, whirring above the city streets.

"New ...... of Ancient Meaning"

Hong Fan couldn't help but repeat, and suddenly had a delusion.

A young man in white clothes with a gun on his back was awe-inspiring in Tiannan, and his name and achievements resounded in every city thousands of miles away.

[The so-called once Pengju, the world, this is it! ] 】

Hong Fan thought about it, and couldn't help pinching the corners of his clothes to suck off the new fine sweat on his hands.

He wasn't the only one on the Listening Pavilion.

The row windows were clearly open, and the temperature was very low.

But the cold north wind seemed to be driven away by the howling outside the window, and everyone only felt a special dryness wandering in their hearts.

It's nothing more than eight words - life is a lifetime, just like that!

The argument gradually became hollow and indistinct.

The reporter who took a short break put down his crossed hands and finished reading the rest in one go.

Then, the sound was completely muddy.

The crowd first heard a child on the neck of an adult on the street shouting, "I will be a martial saint in the future", and then the sound of chanting came from the third floor below.

If you listen carefully, you can vaguely distinguish that it is a temporary limerick poem, and the words are about "the fish leaps over the dragon gate", "the sky does not live up to me" and so on.

Even at the level of Hong Fan's half-ass, you can hear the scribbled words, full of pretentiousness.

But at this time, none of the people in Penglai Pavilion laughed, but they couldn't suppress the excitement in their hearts at all.