In the arena of the Hidden Dragon Castle!
He had not only passed the ninety-eight rounds, but also won all of them. He had already become the champion of the Hidden Dragon Ranking in the Southern Region. At the same time, the seven-colored dragon inside his body had reached a hundred and ninety-eight meters long.
According to the previous Hidden Dragon Ranking competitions in the Southern Region, the seven-colored dragon inside the champion's body, which represented the Hidden Dragon Fortune, would change both quantitatively and qualitatively.
This was also the real reason why Yu Haoran was so expectantly watching the ranking list.
Unfortunately, as the names of the contestants on the ranking list began to float, a new round of competition was about to begin. Even after an irresistible force forced him out of the arena, the seven-colored dragon inside his body didn't change at all.
"Pill Emperor Yu, don't worry. The seven-colored dragon condensed from the Hidden Dragon Fortune will be redistributed and upgraded according to the ranking list after the competition." Seeing Yu Haoran's gloomy and displeased expression after being forcefully expelled from the arena, the purple-clothed middle-aged expert hurriedly used his Divine Telekinesis to remind him.
After all, ever since the Hidden Dragon Ranking competitions were held, there had never been a case like Yu Haoran who could become the champion in the early stages of the competition.
"Thank you, Amethyst Elder, for reminding me."
After expressing his gratitude through spiritual power, Yu Haoran walked quickly to Qin Lingfei and the others, and told them to be careful in the following competitions. He also asked Wu Zhengjun not to kill his opponents unless he had no other choice.
After that, he directly sat on the ground with his legs bent and legs crossed, and began to use the special power generated by the Hidden Dragon Fortune in his body to speed up the process of inheriting the memories of the Twelve Ancestors of Magi, as well as learning the fist, palm and stick skills.
At the same time, Thaling in his spiritual sea immediately returned to the top floor of the Víctor Building, and started to heal his spiritual body with the help of the purple thunderbolts suppressed in the Víctor Building.
The reason why Thaling was in such a hurry to heal his spiritual body was that he wanted to wake up before Yu Haoran went to the Qian Family in the Central Region.
This was because the cave abode left behind by the Plum Blossom Old Man during the Middle Ages not only contained the opportunity to help his second clone become a formation emperor, but also the fragment of a connate supreme treasure.
If the truth was as he had guessed, then only by recovering his Demigod Divine Soul Body would he be able to obtain the fragment of that supreme artifact.
In the ninety-eight rounds, a total of ten people had died at the hands of Yu Haoran.
Including Ma Baohua, who had died at the hands of Wu Zhengjun, there were still eighty-eight contestants left.
Although the number of contestants had decreased by a lot, they didn't have someone like Yu Haoran who had absolute strength to intimidate them, so the number of opponents who could take the initiative to admit defeat was also much fewer.
This was especially true for opponents of the same cultivation level and strength. They would need to exchange over a hundred blows before a victor could be decided.
Therefore, the time spent in each round of the finals was much longer than the ninety-eight rounds Yu Haoran had participated in.
Three days and three nights!
The eighty-seven rounds of the finals took a total of three days and three nights before the finals of the Southern Region Hidden Dragon Leaderboard finally came to an end.
Yu Haoran temporarily stopped accepting the inheritance of the Twelve Ancient Witches' memories. He stood up and looked up at the leaderboard that was covered by the seven-colored light in mid-air. There was a look of anticipation in his eyes.
He was looking forward to the moment when the leaderboard was revealed. He was looking forward to the final rankings of Qin Lingfei, Yu Siqi, The Sword Without Trace, Kang Jung-ah, and Wu Zhengjun. He was also looking forward to the ultimate qualitative change that would happen to the seven-colored giant dragon that was condensed from the Dragon Blessing in his body.
In every round that had taken place earlier, every contestant was very clear about the number of rounds they had won and the final rankings were also very clear.
However, they were still looking at the leaderboard very nervously, looking forward to whether there would be a miracle.
Countless experts in the spectator stands were also looking at the leaderboard with anticipation and nervousness in their eyes. They wanted to see the final rankings of their elite disciples and how much of the Dragon Blessing they would receive in return from the leaderboard.
The crowd did not have to wait very long. The seven-colored light that shrouded the leaderboard began to disappear bit by bit, gradually revealing the final rankings.
However, as the seven-colored light gradually disappeared from the bottom of the leaderboard, the leaderboard was first shown to the crowd in reverse order.
"88th place, Wang Qing!"
After seeing his final ranking on the leaderboard, although Wang Qing already knew the result, he could not help but clench his fists in excitement.
According to his cultivation and strength, it was already a fluke for him to be able to make it to the finals of the Hidden Dragon Leaderboard and receive the blessing of the Dragon Blessing. He did not expect a higher ranking at all.
However, he never expected that not only would he make it to the finals, but he would also be ranked 88th on the leaderboard. All the credit went to those two people.
Wang Qing looked at Yu Haoran and Wu Zhengjun who were not far away from the leaderboard. His eyes were filled with gratitude.
"87th place, I, Bai Junhan, am ranked 87th on the leaderboard!"
Standing only three meters away from Wang Qing, a young man also clenched his fists in excitement and cast a grateful look at Yu Haoran and Wu Zhengjun.
"86th place, I, Jin Suyuan, am ranked 86th on the leaderboard!"
"85th place, I'm ranked in history …!"
"84th place, I …!"
"83rd …!"
"…!"
"47th place!"
After seeing the final ranking of the familiar name on the leaderboard, the yellow-clothed girl turned to the white-haired old man with her fists clenched tightly. Her eyes were filled with excitement.
"Fifth Grandpa, Brother Yan's final ranking is 47th, which is basically the same as what you predicted at the beginning!"
After nodding in response to the yellow-clothed girl's excited cry, the white-haired old man looked directly at Yu Haoran and Wu Zhengjun, who were also looking at the leaderboard in the central square.
The fierceness and cruelty of this year's Hidden Dragon List competition, as well as the background and strength of the contestants, were far beyond the white-haired old man's expectations.
For example, the Gu brothers, the descendant of Bai Qi, the Killing God, and Xia Gu Fengze, the son of the Xia Clan's Patriarch, were not on the list of contestants collected by the Huang Clan.
According to Huang Yan's temperament and strength, his final ranking on the leaderboard should be over 60th place. He was lucky enough to make it to the top 50, mainly thanks to Yu Haoran and Wu Zhengjun.
If Yu Haoran had not killed nine peerless and monstrous experts who were far more powerful than Huang Yan in the tag-team competition, Huang Yan would not have been able to make it.
If Wu Zhengjun had not been so ruthless, severely injuring seven peerless and monstrous experts who were stronger than Huang Yan, Huang Yan would not have made it to the top 50.
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