Chapter 93: Rank rise

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Tailing City, the central square.
The square was still crowded with people who came to watch the excitement. At this time, everyone was intently looking up at the huge blood red monument of life and death above the sky.
I saw that the surface of the stele body flashed with blood red light from time to time, and the names of examiners floated in it as the light changed, and the points next to the names were changing at any time.
The number of points directly affects the assessor's ranking on the monument of life and death, and the number one temporarily ranked first is Zhang Min. His current points are as high as 3,117 points.
Under Zhang Min, Song De ranked second, with a score of 2,893.
The third place is a person named Liu Lei, with a score of 2566 points.
Behind is a long list of other examiners' rankings. Among the top 100 people, the Yuan Cheng, Zhang Che, and Dai brothers whom Su Fan has seen are all listed here, but the scores are slightly lower.
"Ah, Zhang Min really deserves to be the strongest evildoer. It only took two days to get so many points. This time he must be the first in the assessment!"
"This is not good. There are many crises in the secret realm. I heard that there are still many monsters. Zhang Min is only a first-class soul warrior. It is difficult to escape if surrounded by a group of monsters!"
"That is, if I want to see Liu Lei, who is ranked third, it is more likely to get first!"
"Hey? How did the name that ranked thirteenth disappear?"
"The name disappears, it is dead, do you still have to ask, hehe..."
Almost every moment, the ranking in the monument of life and death has some changes, and people are also talking about it after watching.
On the high platform, beside the entrance of the blood sun realm vortex, the middle-aged soul monarch looked at the last ranked name with a puzzled expression and whispered: "Strange, two days have passed, why does this Su Fan still score zero? ?"
He thought of the instructions given to him by the head and Su Fan's mother before he arrived, and his face couldn't help showing a trace of worry.
That's right, the last name in the points ranking is Su Fan!
Just as he was thinking about it, the ranking of the monument of life and death in the sky changed again, and a "two" score was added to the name he had been following.
The middle-aged soul lord breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this: "It's okay, it's okay, finally moved!"
"There are still eight days left, I hope he can achieve a good result!"
At this time in the crowd, a chubby middle-aged fat man took out a handkerchief and kept wiping sweat on his face, and then said to a middle-aged man who was obviously a servant next to him: "Jonglu, you said my daughter can I can’t make it to the top 100, how come I feel so embarrassed?"
The middle-aged servant named Jong Lu smiled and said, "Master Patriarch, don't worry, my son will take care of the young lady. The young lady will definitely be in the top 100!"
The Fatty Patriarch nodded repeatedly and said, "I can rest assured that your father and son do things. By the way, how did you think about the things I told you last time?"
Zhong Lu's face twitched when he heard the words, and he stubbornly said: "Patriarch, I'm afraid this is not right. The lady is already married to my son, how can I still marry a second room? Since ancient times, I have never heard of a woman marrying Such an anecdote as a concubine!"
The Fatty Patriarch took a look at Zhong Lu and sneered: "Jong Lu, you don’t think my daughter is really fond of your son, do you? I will clarify this matter with you today, and the family’s gift money is here for the assessment. I have already accepted it before, and we will get married when the assessment is over!"
Zhong Lu was stunned, a vague hatred flashed in his eyes, and he lowered his head and stopped making a sound.
"Why, do you have an opinion?"
The Fatty Patriarch looked at him aloft and said.
"Little slave dare not, just listen to Patriarch's orders!"
After a long time, Zhong Lu responded in a dull voice.
The Fat Patriarch pulled a triumphant smile on his greasy face, turned his gaze to the monument of life and death above the sky, and looked at a name on the monument, his eyes filled with love.
However, at this moment, his smile suddenly froze!
I saw that the name he had been following slowly disappeared from the rankings, and an unfamiliar name suddenly came up from the bottom of the ranking and replaced the name he was following...
Su Fan, ranked two hundred and thirty-seven, points nine hundred and sixty-nine!
This obvious ranking change instantly detonated the atmosphere in the crowd!
"Where is Su Fan's sacred name! Since it has surpassed the rankings of thousands!"
"Su Fan? Isn't this the name of the first waste in the assessment?"
"Oh, brother, do you know the origin of this man?"
"How can I not know that he has a title called'Zhang Min's Follower', you must have heard of it!"
"So it was him!"
Subsequently, in countless people’s rumors, all Su Fan’s actions in the Tai Ling City assessment were dug up, and the strength test was half-dead with three punches. The Wuhun was only a low-grade mortal and other things were known to everyone. .
At the beginning, many people didn't believe it. How could such a mediocre and low-powered person rush to more than two hundred.
Finally, when the same group of monks in the city who participated in the assessment that day stood up and confirmed in person, everyone was convinced that this Su Fan was really the rumored waste!
"The fourth-level waste of the soul, it is estimated that what happened? I picked up a person who was about to die and killed it, haha!"
"It's really hard to tell, how could he get ahead with his low strength!"
"This kid is a mobile score now. With such a low cultivation base, whoever kills him will definitely be in the top 100!"
After clarifying the origin of Su Fan, many people's eyes flashed with disdain and mockery, and they felt that a notorious waste was not worthy of such a high ranking!
What was different from everyone's reaction was the fat paternal master who fell to the ground in grief and angrily, and shouted to the sky in tears: "Ah, Meier, my dear daughter, why did you go like this! Su Fan! You little beast! The owner of the Patriarch will not let you go! This hatred does not share the heavens and the heavens! The owner of the Patriarch will never die with you!"
Standing aside, Zhong Lu quickly went up to support the Fat Patriarch’s back, and comforted: "Patriarch, don’t be sad! Just now you heard it clearly, then Su Fan is just a fourth-level waste of the soul, we want to kill He is easy."
"My daughter! Woo... Su Fan, the owner of this family must kill you! Woo..."
The Fatty Patriarch just cried and didn't want to talk to him.
In fact, although Zhong Lu comforted the fat paternal master, he was very relieved in his heart. How could his son be a little genius, not to mention being taken over by the patron’s daughter, that would have to marry a concubine. This is for his son. To say it is an insult.
Damn a woman who doesn't obey women like this!
At this moment, someone in the crowd pointed to the monument of life and death and shouted in shock: "Look at that Su Fan's ranking has risen again!"