PMG Chapter 1640: Ranking
Si Man Nan also succeeded, his wings were whistling with strength. With those wings, cultivators could travel at incredible speeds, not to mention their defenses would be amazing too. These were also a level three imperial weapon.
Amongst the four geniuses, only Yan Feng had made a level four imperial weapon. Yan Feng’s Nine Weapon Transformation Technique was very special, and probably the only reason he succeeded.
“It seems that the champion has already been decided.” thought the crowd. Lin Feng and Mu Lin Xue’s weapon cloud still didn’t look impressive enough.
“Lin Feng and Mu Lin Xue could still rank in the top three if they managed to make a level four imperial weapon.” thought the crowd. Four hours had passed already, which meant that they still had four hours to work with. Qing Ying had thought that eight hours would be enough to make three or more weapons, but it seemed that making just two weapons in eight hours was impossible.
“Congratulations.” said a strong cultivator from Sword Mountain to the leader of the Yan Clan. They already felt that Yan Feng had won.
“Hehe, we knew this would happen. Yan Feng has never disappointed us.” said the leader of the Yan Clan happily.
“I wouldn’t have thought that the champion would be Yan Feng, even I’m surprised.” said Yan Feng’s future teacher. Even though he talked that way, he clearly didn’t mean it. His colleagues knew what kind of person he really was.
“The tournament is not over, so don’t talk too fast.” said the one who thought highly of Lin Feng.
“I can’t wait to see what kind of weapon he’ll make.” said Yan Feng’s future teacher, smiling coldly. He looked at Lin Feng and Mu Lin Xue. Finally, they were finishing the spear, and if they succeeded, they might have a level four weapon. Then they might still rank second.
“Lin Xue, let’s start the condensation part.” said Lin Feng. Mu Lin Xue nodded, the spear was already surrounded by destructive energies which were dashing to the sky. Finally, the spear rotated in the sky.
“They did it, it’s a level four imperial weapon.” the crowd looked at the weapon. It was different from Yan Feng’s weapon, it was a pale-white spear.
“They ranked second. Surprisingly, Yan Feng and Mu Lin Xue, who were at the center of the Mu Clan and Yan Clan’s bet, ranked first and second.” thought the crowd.
After the four geniuses and Lin Feng and Mu Lin Xue finished, the crowd turned to the others. Time passed, and more of them finished their weapons, but most of them only made level two weapons. By now, the first five winners were already known. If the crowd wasn’t wrong, the ranking list would be Yan Feng’s team, then Mu Lin Xue’s team, then Hen Chang Tian, then Ge Qing Feng, and then Si Man Nan.
Of course, those who were the most impatient were the members of the Yan Clan. They were certain that the nine-headed snake fire was theirs!
“Lin Xue, are you ready to join my clan?” asked Yan Feng, smiling indifferently.
Mu Lin Xue glanced at him and smiled coldly, “You’re still dreaming?”
“Hehe, our clans have an agreement and you can’t go against it. Try if you dare though.” said Yan Feng, glancing at the clans. He knew that since Mu Lin Xue had ranked second, the Mu Clan might have some ideas, so would have to put some pressure on them.
Many members of the Mu Clan had mixed feelings. They didn’t know what to do. They couldn’t go against the agreement, and after joining Gold-Fire Tower, Yan Feng would try to get his revenge against them.
Lin Feng glanced at Yan Feng and frowned. He found Yan Feng ridiculous as he said indifferently, “Yan Feng, since when are you a referee for the tournament?”
“Eh?” Yan Feng glanced at Lin Feng and frowned, “I’ve never said that.”
“Since you haven’t, why do you already consider yourself as the champion of the tournament? The professors of Gold-Fire Tower haven’t said anything concerning the ranking yet.” said Lin Feng in a calm and serene way.
Yan Feng was surprised, but he smiled at Lin Feng and said, “Do you think your weapon could be of higher-quality than mine?”
“Of course.” said Lin Feng.
Yan Feng smiled. He was amused, so he replied, “I like your sense of humor.”
“We’ll see.” said Lin Feng stubbornly.
Mu Lin Xue’s eyes twinkled as she looked at Lin Feng. Actually, she didn’t know how powerful their weapon was. She didn’t even know if it was better than Yan Feng’s weapon, but Lin Feng seemed confident.
“That guy is really confident, I wonder why.” said Yan Feng’s future teacher, smiling in a cold way.
Some time passed and finally, the eight hours were over. Many people looked happy, while some looked desperate.
The seven professors in purple clothes all walked forwards at the same time. They had to discuss the ranking. If they didn’t agree on something, the professor in the golden-purple clothes would act as a referee.
“Everybody, let me tell you what I think. The tenth one should be him, do you agree?” said one of the professors, pointing at a young man in black clothes. The six others nodded in agreeance.
“Alright, so we agree.” said the professor. Then, he smiled at the young man and said, “Congratulations, you ranked tenth. You may take three steps forwards.”
“Thank you, masters.” said the young man nodding. He had ranked tenth, that was great!