CHAPTER 85: CHAPTER 78, 98 NAMES

First place, Zhou Leng, total score: 1285.5. Average score: 98.88.

Second place, Lu Juncai, total score: 1229. Average score: 94.54.

"Fell short by more than 50 points..." Feng Wenhao muttered softly.

Next to him, Wei Hong commented, "Why was Zhuge born after Zhou?"

Lu Juncai shot both of them a look.

Deng Zhijue announced, "Let me tell you some good news: tomorrow is a day off. Then, regular classes will resume. On October 6th, we’ll head to Shuizhou Demon City for the Eighteen School Unified Exam."

The whole class was silent, pretending they hadn’t heard.

Is this supposed to be good news?

Hall Master’s Office.

Huang Jingqiu finished his report, while Wang Boxiong carefully reviewed the monitoring footage from the Intensity Meter twice.

He watched the two orange lights and two red lights over and over, seeing nothing out of the ordinary.

"You checked the monitoring?"

"Yes, completely fine," Huang Jingqiu replied.

Wang Boxiong said, "You go back first, I’ll check it again."

"Alright."

Wang Boxiong continued looking at the surveillance, narrowing his eyes.

Could there be a demon hidden within the school?

Absolutely not.

He reviewed it several more times and suddenly split the screen.

One side showed the inside of the equipment room, the other the outside.

The first time the orange light lit up, Zhou Leng retracted his palm.

The first time the red light lit up, Zhou Leng retracted his palm.

The second time the orange light lit up, Zhou Leng retracted his palm.

The second time the red light lit up, Zhou Leng retracted his palm.

Wang Boxiong’s pupils dilated, immediately recalling the martial arts exam during the college entrance exam.

Zhou Leng’s blood showed signs of high energy, which he had personally sensed.

"Ordinary intensity meters can detect known forces but cannot detect unknown forces..."

After pondering for a moment, Wang Boxiong checked some data and contacted the Copper Man Array manager at the Martial Arts Bureau.

"Hello, I’m Wang Boxiong from the Martial Guard Bureau, please send me the repair records of your Copper Man Array..."

After a short while, Wang Boxiong reviewed the repair records of the Copper Man.

The Copper Men are typically maintained every ten to fifteen days. About every three months, they suffer significant wear and undergo comprehensive maintenance and parts replacement.

On the day Zhou Leng visited, the first and second layers of the third Copper Man Array had just passed the small maintenance by three days, and it had been only a month since the last comprehensive maintenance.

But the records showed that on that day, those two layers of Copper Men underwent a comprehensive maintenance again, with significantly extensive parts replacement.

Apart from this, all Copper Man maintenance records were very regular.

Wang Boxiong took out the previous Intensity Meter maintenance records and videos again.

That repairman was cursing and pointing out the excessive wear of the Intensity Meter.

"This kid, indeed activated some kind of Odd Body, just hasn’t fully manifested yet."

"The ordinary Intensity Meter cannot measure his actual attack intensity, the attack intensity only shows as 6.1. Exceeding 6.5 is full score among freshmen."

"If we add the power of the Odd Body, his attack intensity is likely beyond 7 or even 8."

Wang Boxiong fell into deep thought.

Most measurements are very singular, whether it’s speed, strength, or True Qi, none can truly reflect a person’s actual capability.

Among all measurements, the one closest to real combat data is the ranking of resilience.

First is attack intensity.

Any student with a high attack intensity would be watched by significant forces.

"Zhou Leng’s data among all Rucheng freshmen should rank top five, only next to Mountain and River Origin."

"The reason it’s not second is because someone must also awaken part of their Odd Body’s power."

"We can’t yet ascertain the strength of his Odd Body, but it’s better than not having it."

Even though the next day was a break, Zhou Leng still went to Ruda’s cafeteria to eat.

After eating, the "Rucheng Freshman Chart" was updated.

The classroom group chat was bustling, and people started calling out to Zhou Leng in the group.

Zhou Leng slowly clicked on Martial Arts City and then the Rucheng Freshman Chart.

Zhou Leng.

Rucheng Martial Arts Academy Affiliated Martial Arts Hall.

Martial Arts Index: 8.12.

Ranking: 98.

Zhou Leng clicked on the classroom group.

A barrage of fireworks, thumbs up, and cool expressions popped up.

Wei Hong, the class monitor, led the screen flood.

After a while, classmates began chatting.

"I sorted the screenshots of Ruda’s rankings, it seems Ruda is quite impressive this year."

"No need to post, Zhou Leng is first."

"Ji Changnian second, Martial Arts Index 8.11, ranking 109."

"Rao Mingxian third, Martial Arts Index 8.10, ranking 117."

"Xu Kang’an fourth, Martial Arts Index 8.06, ranking 182."

"Who is Rao Mingxian? I have no impression of him?"

Feng Wenhao replied, "He’s also from our Eighth Middle School. His grades were average in the first year, but his physical and martial arts exams were fierce in second and third year. Had a clear chance for Top Ten, don’t know why he chose Ruda. His last results were average, this time he jumped directly to third, he’s a tough up-and-comer."

"But, the most fierce is beastly Zhou Leng!"

"Beastly Zhou Leng, the number one of the present age, dominating Ruda!"

"Beastly Zhou Leng, the number one of the present age, dominating Ruda!"

A bunch of idle classmates copied and pasted the same sentence to flood the screen.

At this moment, high school teacher Sun Xiong sent a message.

"Principal Lu says, well done, keep it up!"

Soon after, Hu Yi sent a message.

"Whoa! Zhou Leng, really?"

Alongside was a screenshot of Zhou Leng’s ranking.

"No way that’s edited, right?"

"It’s real," said Zhou Leng.

"You finally made it! Congratulations, congratulations!"

After a while, Hu Yi added, "Damn, my eyes are red."

Then, the message was retracted.

Zhou Leng watched for a moment, Hu Yi said nothing further, he sighed silently and pretended not to see.

Zhou Leng returned to Martial Arts City, looking at the top three on the Rucheng Freshman Chart.

First, Mountain and River Origin, Martial Arts Index 10.00.

Second, Yu Jueyong, Martial Arts Index 8.51.

Third, Jiang Xiaoyin, Martial Arts Index 8.47.

The positions of all three remain identical to last time.

Mountain and River Origin is the fiercest, breaking through 9, officially entering the Vitality Stage.

An index entering 10 signifies having the strength of the Vitality Stage.

Zhou Leng saw the notification red dot in Martial Arts City and clicked it.

There was a continuous win reward of 10,000 yuan sent from the Copper Man Array.

There was also a ranking bonus for entering the "Rucheng Freshman Chart."

Ranked 98th, you can receive 3,000 yuan per month.

The ranking bonus for the "National Freshman Chart."

10,000 yuan per month.

Zhou Leng thought to himself, as expected of the national chart reward, it’s much higher than the local reward.

There was a prompt about entering the "National Freshman Chart," and he clicked to view it.

Zhou Leng clicked and entered the National Freshman Chart.

The page quickly scrolled down, finally reaching Zhou Leng’s position.

Zhou Leng.

Rucheng, Affiliated Martial Arts Hall of Rucheng University.

Martial Arts Index: 8.12.

Rank: 3079.

In Zhou Leng’s heart, there was no ripple, this ranking wasn’t much different from not being on it.

The first on the national chart was prominently on display, hard to ignore.

Li Shenkong.

The direct grandson of the Li Clan.

Unlike others, his Martial Arts Index wasn’t shown.

There must be a special reason.

Zhou Leng searched on the national chart and soon stopped.

Zhang Xinglie.

Xiong City, Yunhua Martial Arts Academy.

Martial Arts Index: 9.01.

Rank: 96.

Last time, Zhang Xinglie ranked 172.

"That kid..." Zhou Leng genuinely felt happy for Zhang Xinglie.

An index over 9 means Zhang Xinglie’s strength is comparable to the Early Stage of Body Refining, no longer comparable to those in the Blood Transporting Period.

Zhou Leng just wanted to congratulate Zhang Xinglie.

Instead, Zhang Xinglie first sent Zhou Leng a screenshot of his ranking.

With a message after it.

"I saw your brilliance in Xiongjing Yunhua."

Zhou Leng’s heart lightly skipped, he sent Zhang Xinglie’s screenshot back.

"I’m in Rucheng, waiting for you to enter the top ten of the national chart."

Zhang Xinglie replied, "Then I’ll wait for you in the top ten of the national chart!"

Thousands of miles apart, Xiong City and Rucheng, the two looked at each other from afar.

The group chat of Class 01 of Rucheng University’s freshman year was more active than the Martial Arts Hall class.

Because almost the whole class felt like the sky was falling.

The Martial Arts School Student took first place.

And the original first, Ji Changnian, was in this class.

Some people sighed that Zhou Leng lived up to his name.

Others were unconvinced, believing everything should still be proven through real combat.

Ji Changnian kept looking at the Rucheng Freshman Chart, then at the class group chat, going through Zhou Leng’s score screenshots.

Over and over several times, Ji Changnian furrowed his brows.

"My five Pill subjects, the actual results exceed his, but didn’t meet the super resolution standard, fixed at 100 points, so on the surface, my total score isn’t as high as his."

"In other words, I might be slightly stronger than him."

"He has a higher Martial Arts Index than me, it’s just a display issue."

"Saying his strength is better than mine, I don’t believe it."

"We’ll find out during the Eighteen School Joint Exam!"

Xu Qingjin and Cao Jiajia didn’t dare to speak in the group chat.

The two friends privately chatted for a long time, then separately congratulated Zhou Leng.

Xue Family.

"Dad, Zhou Leng made it to 98th on the Rucheng Freshman Chart, moved up over four hundred places in a month," Xue Chengsong shouted.

"Hmm," Xue Tongming casually replied, continuing to watch the news.

Tian Wenhua’s house.

Tian Chengchang stared at the 98th place on the Rucheng Freshman Chart, squinting slightly.

"In a month, he jumped from 503rd to 98th, what a strong momentum."

"It seems action is necessary. Since the Eighteen School Joint Exam is in Shuizhou Demon City, then..."

With the comprehensive update of the Rucheng Freshman Chart, plus the topic of the Eighteen School Joint Exam, the Rucheng Martial Arts Forum was buzzing during the holiday.

Many people posted discussions.

Class 01 classmates were chatting while checking the freshman chart or the Martial Arts Forum.

Suddenly, someone cursed in the group chat.

"Damn! West Sea Martial Arts Academy is too arrogant."

"Why?"

"Look at the link."

Everyone clicked the link, entering the Martial Arts City Forum post.

The title was extremely eye-catching.

I, on behalf of Mountain and River Origin, tell you candidates from the Jiang River Lake and Sea mess, bring it on, we’re in a hurry.

The post content was empty, only a picture, with a large hand beckoning with a forefinger.

Under the main post, Rucheng’s schools’ students opposed and even cursed.

Some calm West Sea Martial Arts Academy students quickly defended, saying this is a parody, West Sea Martial Arts Academy students would never do this.

Then someone took a screenshot, proving the post’s author was indeed a West Sea Martial Arts Academy freshman, known for starting arguments on the forum.

In the class group, classmates were furiously filled with righteous indignation.

"I don’t know what Mountain and River Origin is like, but West Sea Martial Arts Academy is too arrogant."

"Those who know rank them tenth in high school rankings, those who don’t might think they’re first."

"Let’s work hard, Ruda, strive to surpass West Sea Martial Arts Academy and take their place in the Top Ten Martial Arts."

Zhou Leng saw it was a provocation post, glanced briefly, and then went to find useful martial arts news.

After viewing the latest news, Zhou Leng went to the Martial Arts Mall, bought thirty boxes of Meat Herbal Cuisine, packaged them discreetly, and brought them under the Frost Giant Tree.

He started the stove to stew, set the time, and Zhou Leng looked towards the Gate of Purgatory.

"Gate of Purgatory, first layer."

Blue light spun, absorbing Zhou Leng.

Huang furrowed his brow, puzzled.

Before long, the Gate of Purgatory spat out Zhou Leng.

"Woof woof!" Huang was even more puzzled.

Zhou Leng was unconscious.

After a long time, Zhou Leng opened his eyes, his gaze as still as dead water, unmoving.

Huang anxiously paced around.