Sky Ranking.
Fiftieth, Little Boxing Emperor - Mo Wu Ya.
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"Ow ow ow~"
Within the hall, seeing his name, Mo Wu Ya's entire person was like a mad dog, directly wailing.
In just a moment, tears flowed down his face.
Thirty years, almost thirty years.
Ever since he understood, ever since the first moment he ventured into the martial arts, Mo Wu Ya had dreamt of this moment.
That is, to see his name on the Heavenly Ranking.
Now, after years of hard work, the flower of hope has finally come to fruition.
Never before had Mo Wu Ya been as happy as he was now.
He could not wait, to sing a song to show his heart full of joy.
"Uncle Sword Saint, Uncle Tang, I've made it to the Heavenly Rankings!"
"There's my name on the Heavenly Ranking!"
"I've finally made it to the Heavenly Ranking~"
In his excitement, Mo Wu Ya burst into tears and rushed up to hug both Sword Saint and Tang Hao directly.
However, what Mo Wu Ya didn't expect was that Tang Hao directly pushed him away.
"Go go go~"
"Go play on the side."
"No time for you now."
Tang Hao's eyes were full of disgust as he pushed Mo Wu Ya away, seemingly disgusted that he was blocking his view.
At that moment, Mo Wu Ya was frustrated, feeling that his achievements and happiness were not shared by anyone.
Yet this was indeed the case.
If it was an ordinary time, they would have been happy to see the man they had worked so hard to cultivate rise to the top of the Heavenly Rankings, and would have even thrown a feast in Mo Wu Ya's honour to celebrate.
But nowadays, Tang Hao and the Sword Saint had no other thoughts, for Ye Fan's matter alone had made them anxious.
The only thing on their minds right now was to find out how high Ye Fan, or the man called Chu Tianfan, was ranked.
At this moment, above the screen, the blood-coloured light was still pulsating.
Countless dots of light kept converging into lines and lines of writing.
And the well-known sealed powerhouses of the day kept appearing on top of this list.
As the list came out from the back to the front, the first ones to appear were some of the lower ranked figures.
For example, the Sun Country's Wang Yuehe, and some other small countries' sealed powerhouses.
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"Gaia, ranked thirty-second!"
"Thirty-first place, Haotian, Tang Hao!"
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"Twentieth place, Sword Saint, Xiao Chen!"
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"Thirteenth place, God of War, Ye Qingtian!"
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The ranking had reached War God, Ye Qingtian, and up until now, Ye Fan's ranking had not yet appeared.
This undoubtedly also meant that Ye Fan's ranking was going to be further ahead.
"Hmm?"
"What's going on?"
"How come Uncle War God is still thirteenth?"
"According to logic, when Chu Tianfan fell, the ranking that belonged to him was then topped!"
"Uncle Ye should have moved up one place along the way."
"Could it be that, during this period of time, another hidden powerhouse has emerged?"
After seeing War God Ye Qingtian's ranking, Mo Wu Ya immediately frowned, full of doubts.
The last time the Heavenly Rankings had reopened was the time when Chu Tianfan's comet had risen and swept through the Sun Country.
At that time, Ye Qingtian was topped by Chu Tianfan from the original twelfth position to thirteenth.
Later, Chu Tianfan fell.
According to common sense, Ye Qingtian would have moved forward in line with the trend.
But the ranking, surprisingly, did not change.
Mo Wu Ya was naturally puzzled.
"Shut the hell up!"
Tang Hao didn't even bother to pay attention to this silly fellow.
These days, Mo Wu Ya was taking care of his father while practicing hard, except for his father in bed and the cultivation in his hands, other than that, his ears were oblivious to things outside the window.
The news of the reopening of the Heavenly Ranking was also something he had heard by chance from other people, so Mo Wu Ya was indeed still unclear about the great events that had happened recently.
But naturally, Tang Hao and the others were not in the mood to explain this to Mo Wu Ya. At this moment, the two of them, Tang Hao and Sword Saint, were still staring dead ahead with their eyes after the ranking of the War God.
Along with that light dot beating, the two Sword Saints' hearts, too, were thumping madly.
At this moment, not only them, but almost all the martial powerhouses of the entire world were paying such attention.
The Chu family couldn't be bothered to nurse their wounds and were staring with red eyes even as they lay on their hospital beds.
There was also the Sun Country's Wang Yuehe, his eyes not even blinking, his hands clenched to death from nervousness, his fingertips digging deep into the flesh and blood.
"It's already up to eleventh place, soon to be top ten."
"There's no Chu Tianfan yet!"
"It seems that he has really entered, the top ten of the Heavenly Ranking!"
"The first person in Asia in a hundred years to kill his way into the top ten of the Heavenly Rankings."
"I just don't know, how far will he go?"
At this moment, people of martial arts all over the world were paying attention.
The Lord of the Martial Temple, Aaron the Great of the Kremlin, the leader of the Florentine Palace.
Never for a moment had the eyes of the whole world coalesced on the same person.
Ye Fan, who was the protagonist, was just sitting in the hospital like a nobody, holding his child in his arms, peeling an orange in his hand, with his wife sitting in front of his bed and his old mother lying behind him.
"Those bastards from the War God Palace!"
"People come to report a funeral when they're alive?"
"This is pure fucking disgusting!"
"Scared the main mother and madam into the hospital."
"These sons of bitches, don't stop me, I'm going to take a forty-metre-long sword to Yanshan and shave their heads bald, to avenge Mother and Lady!"
In the ward, Gaia was furious and waved his sword as he was about to walk out.
But when he reached the door, Gaia's face was black and he couldn't help but scold Owen and the others, "Damn, you really didn't stop me?"
"That's not righteous!"
What Gaia just said was purely a pretence.
He thought someone would pull him, but no one gave a shit.
It was then that Gaia was embarrassed.
"Alright, alright, maybe people are misunderstanding too."
"There should be no malice."
Ye Ximei smiled softly and gave Gaia a step down.
But Ye Fan didn't seem to want to make any remarks about this moment, just looking down and peeling an orange, "Mom, eat the orange."
"Honey, you eat bananas, I remember you don't like oranges."
Ye Fan said thoughtfully, with the look of a warm man.
"Mmm, thank you hubby."
Qiu Mu Orange smiled like a flower, her beautiful eyes curved into a crescent moon.
While the Ye family was all happy and harmonious, the anger in the Martial God Hall was already stagnant to the extreme.
The air was so oppressive that it almost made Mo Wu Ya gasp for breath.
At that time, Mo Wu Ya's entire being was confused.
He thought to himself, "What's wrong with the Sword Saints and the others?
As for being so nervous?
It wasn't the first time the Heavenly Ranking had been released.
The top ten of the Heavenly Ranking had always been ruled by the three Chu Sect families.
It wasn't like it was something to make a fuss about.
"Third , the Chu Family Head, Chu Zhengliang!"
Boom~
The list, finally, came to the third place.
The teacup in the Sword Saint's hand burst straight away then, splashing tea all over Mo Wu Ya's face.
Subhuman!
Mo Wu Ya cursed in his heart.
But he didn't dare to complain because he noticed that the eyes of both the Sword Saint and Tang Hao were both red.
Red-red!
Wow~
Light and shadow, continued to flicker.
Heavenly Ranking
Second place, to be discussed!
"What?"
"To be discussed?"
"This Trotman is a ghost?"
"This ranking can still be empty?"
Mo Wu Ya stared in disbelief, only feeling that there was something strange about this list.
It was only when, the first place on the Heavenly Ranking appeared that the doubts in Mo Wu Ya's heart were lifted.
This was all because, in the first position of the Heavenly Ranking, there were two people.
Chu Clan's Sect Master, Tang Yun!
Dragon God Hall Master, Chu Tianfan!
That's right.
Chu Tianfan, at the top of the Heavenly Rankings!
Number one at that time!
Selected for the world, the strongest seal!
"Chu... Chu... Chu Tianfan?"
The moment he saw this name, Mo Wu Ya's entire person was directly dumbfounded, his eyes red and his mind blank.
"How... How is that possible?"
"He... Didn't he, long ago, die... Dead?"
Mo Wu Ya was staggered in place, and before his eyes, the figure of that skinny teenager back then seemed to emerge.
Mo Wu Ya would never be this teenager called Chu Tian Fan.
He was the one who had personally crushed Mo Wu Ya's decades of pride.
Deadly silence, deadly silence!
Within the Martial God Hall, there was deadly silence.
The Sword Saint smiled up at the sky, and finally, splayed helplessly on his chair.
And Tang Hao, too, was stunned in place, his mouth wide open, almost forgetting to breathe.
"Chu... Chu... Chu Tianfan?"
"Heaven... The Heavenly Ranking, number one?"
Tang Hao murmured in a low voice.
Intuitively, the heavens had played a huge joke on them, Yanxia!