Chapter 107: Chapter 107: New Rankings
Purple, Purple Lightning Thunder Blade?
Zhou Heng felt as if he had been struck by thunder, and an image automatically surfaced in his mind: a man nine feet tall, with a broad back and a round waist, eyes like copper bells, a face as dark as charcoal, wielding a huge saber, his movements producing the sound of thunder.
Not handsome at all!!
This did not match his own handsome and dashing appearance at all!
“It seems I will have to use a sword more and a saber less from now on, since in most cases, the Lone Nine Swords can handle enemies without needing to resort to the Purple Thunder Seven Strikes,” Zhou Heng thought to himself, as he leaned in to take a closer look at the detailed information of his ranking.
After squeezing through the crowd a bit, he saw the words “Purple Lightning
Thunder Blade.”
“Name: Zhou Heng
“Age: Seventeen
“Rank: Eighth Rank
“Identity: Trainer at Longxing Martial Arts Hall in Huangtong Mansion of Pingzhou, outer disciple of Pure Yang Palace, suspected reincarnation of a great power
“Record: At Ninth Rank, he fought against two Eighth Rankers single-handedly and defeated them both, one of whom was ‘Thunder Sword1 Chen Feihong, previously ranked eighty-eighth on the Ranking of Heroes… A creature close to Fourth Rank appeared in Yuyang County City, nearly causing a tragedy that would have decimated life, but Zhou Heng, seemingly awakening memories from a past life, summoned a heaven-shaking thunder to annihilate the creature… Chen Feihong and his sister Chen Song advanced to Seventh Rank, conspired with the evil Plague Emperor Sect and Three Poison Sect to ambush Zhou Heng, who in return slew them with an extremely powerful thunderblade technique, breaking through to Eighth Rank, with saber technique suspected to be of at least Sect Fifth Rank or even Absolute Fourth Rank.
“Title: Purple Lightning Thunder Blade
“Ranking: Number Forty-two”
Even the “suspected reincarnation of a great power” part was written down, along with some details of the annihilation of Xuan Yang.
How many informants does the Martial God Bureau have?
How do they know everything?
Zhou Heng was astounded. The extensive intelligence capacity of the Martial
God Bureau far exceeded his expectations.
As for his rise from ninety-ninth to forty-second, that didn’t surprise him at all.
Although he had not defeated anyone in the top fifty of the Ranking of Heroes, he had faced the siege of three Seventh Rankers by himself, and he had mastered an absolute technique of Middle Third Rank, so moving into the forty-fiftieth range was completely reasonable.
“Purple Thunder Mad Blade, it’s actually quite imposing,” the woman next to Sheng Xinrou said with some envy as she looked at the rankings, sighing, A Seventeen-year-old Eighth Ranker ascending to the forty-second spot on the Ranking of Heroes, such an achievement is truly unparalleled.’
“Yes, it’s incredible,” Sheng Xinrou nodded and said, “Although the nickname doesn’t sound very nice, he really is impressive. It’s said that he came from a common martial arts hall and was only noticed by the Pure Yang Palace because of his own exceptional talent. We should learn from him.
At this time, most of the spectators observing the three lists had finished looking at the top rankings and started to pay attention to the middle tiers, so more people noticed the information about Zhou Heng.
Upon closer examination, they admired Zhou Heng, who had an ordinary background but had achieved great success, and felt that he was very worthy of emulation.
Of course, some people were not convinced.
“Hey, hey, did you guys miss something? Didn’t you notice the last part of Zhou Heng’s identity information? Suspected reincarnation of a great power, the reincarnation of a great power! Only immortals of Upper Third Rank can be called great powers!”
“That’s right, even though Zhou Heng has an ordinary background, he himself is extraordinary; a reincarnation of a great power! Do you really think such a person is just an ordinary person like us??”
Others retorted.
“How is he not an ordinary person? Haven’t you heard the Storyteller say? Reincarnations of great powers have mysteries from the womb, and for the first few decades they are just like any ordinary person, with no real difference!
“Don’t make excuses for your own lack of effort! Zhou Heng changed his fate through his own hard work, and he deserves to be our role model. He’s our example!”
The argument grew more and more intense, actually drawing a considerable number of people into it.
At the start, the discussion may have been serious, but as the argument went on, it slowly turned into a battle of wits among stubborn debaters, with no clear winner.
Zhou Heng, standing aside, watched in utter amazement. He was about to leave with Bai Yuejian, to prevent the child from picking up bad habits from the stubborn arguers, which would be unfair to Manager Bai.
However, just as he took a couple of steps, Sheng Xinrou and the others spotted him.
“Ah! Hero!!” Sheng Xinrou shouted excitedly, pushing through the crowd to chase after him, smiling as she said, “Hero, have you also come to see the latest ranking of the heroes? What do you think of Zhou Heng?”
Zhou Heng was asked in a way that left him completely confused, and for a moment, he didn’t know how to respond.
What do I think?
Of course, I think with a mirror!
“Big sister, what are you asking?” At this moment, Bai Yuejian suddenly spoke up. She asked with a hint of confusion, “Big brother, he is Zhou Heng, why are you asking him how he sees himself?”
As soon as these words were uttered, the noisy surroundings came to a sudden halt, and everyone present fell silent, turning to stare at Bai Yuejian and Zhou Heng beside her with gaping mouths.
What’s going on?!
Zhou Heng?
The one ranked forty-second on the rankings, an outer sect disciple of Pure Yang Palace, the rumored reincarnation of a great power, Zhou Heng with the Purple Lightning Thunder Blade??
He’s here??
But this man, with a face full of beard and dressed in rough hemp clothes, looks nothing like the seventeen-year-old martial hero of Jianghu. Instead, he resembles a down-and-out man in his thirties, who has returned home in frustration after failed endeavors in Jianghu.
What’s happening??
Of course, the most shocked was Sheng Xinrou. After hearing Bai Yuejian’s words, her eyes widened as she looked at Zhou Heng in disbelief.
The hero is Zhou Heng?
The hero is actually not a hero, but a young hero??
Is he the seventeen-year-old young prodigy ranked forty-second on the rankings, the disciple of Pure Yang Palace with boundless prospects, the mysteriously-originated suspected reincarnation of a powerful being?!
This is just like the protagonist in a storybook!
Sheng Xinrou became extremely excited at once, feeling as if she were witnessing a legend. No, by acquainting herself with him, she might also be a part of the legend!
However, Sheng Xinrou’s companions were all breaking out in a cold sweat. They thought about how they had behaved on the Qingxia River ferry. Originally, they thought that the expert, being a hero, would be quite mature in age and unlikely to hold their spoken mistakes against them. But now, suddenly learning that the “hero” was actually a seventeen-year-old youth, they immediately became afraid.
Youths are hot-blooded and intolerant of any slight, which is common knowledge, especially a young prodigy who they had treated earlier as someone disheartened and unsuccessful in Jianghu.
He wouldn’t hold a grudge, right?
They were all very worried.
However, now there was a question: was this person really Zhou Heng?
After the initial excitement, Sheng Xinrou also thought to verify the truth. She looked at Zhou Heng with great curiosity, batting her large eyes, she asked, “Hero, are you, are you really Zhou Heng? The forty-second-ranked Zhou Heng on the rankings?” Zhou Heng pinched his temple in some helplessness. He had not expected to have his identity revealed in such a manner. Little girl Bai Yuejian sure had a quick mouth.
___ Because when he had made contact with Bai, the proprietor, he had used the identity of Zhou Heng, an outer sect disciple of Pure Yang Palace. So, while he was staying there, he had also used this identity without hiding it.
But Bai Jingtian, being older, knew that Zhou Heng wanted to keep his identity hidden for the time being and didn’t want others to know, yet Bai Yuejian, being only seven years old, didn’t understand all these roundabout matters and simply spoke bluntly.
However, it didn’t really matter too much since there were only three days left until the martial arts tournament. Even if someone from Shocking Thunder Manor came looking for him, just getting through these three days would be sufficient.
Moreover, having practiced at home for so long, he was feeling a bit eager for action.
Thus, Zhou Heng nodded and said, “Yes, I am Zhou Heng.
Upon hearing this, exclamations rose once again from around them. But there was one among them who drew his longsword directly from its sheath, his eyes seemingly containing thunderous light, as he stared intently at Zhou Heng.