Chapter Eighty is this damn thing

  Han Feng picked up the paper, a thin sheet of paper, from top to bottom, densely packed with names, as many as fifty people.

  Ling Yao smiled and said: "I spent a gold coin to buy this news."

  Ling Yao looked very pleased with himself, as if he had bought this piece of paper for a gold coin and was making a huge profit.

  Han Feng exclaimed, "This year's martial arts ranking is out so quickly. Isn't it usually released just a few days before the Academy's trial battles? Who is so powerful that they can already figure out the strength of all the warriors in the nine academies? It can't be a scam, right? Let me take a look and see how many ranks my number one warrior can get."

  Han Feng started reading from top to bottom and read it all the way through, but didn't see a single name of someone from Yiyuan.

  "Today his ancestors are all gone, and our hospital actually didn't have a single person in the top fifty."

  Han Feng slapped the paper directly onto the table.

  Lu Fan curiously asked: "What is Wu Bang?"

  "It's just a ranking of the top fifty students in the Martial Arts Academy. A list made by a bunch of gamblers, it's only for reference anyway. Someone like me, a true martial artist, isn't even on the list, that's how much water there is in it, it's useless."

  Ling Yao frowned and said: "How can it be useless? As long as you can get on the martial arts list and hold on for three months, the institute will give a lot of rewards."

  "That's your Ming Xin Academy. Like our Yi Yuan Academy, it's the same whether you enter or not. There's no reward at all. I'm not going to waste my energy, and still have to worry about someone coming over to snatch away your ranking, how boring."

  Lu Fan picked up the paper and took a look, most of the people inside he didn't recognize, but there were two that he did.

  "Yin Yang Institute is cold and stern, ranked 42nd. Evaluation: Swordsmanship like the wind. Piao Miao Institute Lin Qi, ranked 50th, evaluation half a step outside the circle."

  Han Feng smiled and said, "If this cold and harsh guy can still rank 42nd, then I, as a senior, if I were to bring out my true strength, I estimate that I could mix in the top thirty. Lu Fan, junior brother, is at least in the top twenty."

  Ling Yao's eyes lit up and she said: "Really? Then you should really make a dash for it. This year, anyone on the martial arts rankings can get a chance to ascend the Cultivation Tower once."

  "What?!"

  Han Feng suddenly stood up and almost overturned the table.

  Lu Fan frowned and said: "Han Feng Shixiong, can you change this habit of startling people? If you continue like this, it's strange that any girl would take a liking to you."

  Han Feng's thick-skinned face finally turned red for a moment, but it only turned red for that one moment.

  Heh heh, Han Feng rubbed his hands together and said: "Ling Yao shi mei, are you telling the truth? The top 50 can enter the Cultivation Tower?"

  Ling Yao said: "I heard Shifu say it was true."

  Han Feng turned his head to Lu Fan and said: "Lu Fan Shidi, let's go. The Cultivation Tower is a great place."

  As he spoke, Han Feng prepared to pull Lu Fan away.

  Lu Fan frowned and said: "Han Feng Shixiong, we are not on the martial arts list. What's the point of going?"

  Han Feng said: "Lu Fan Shidi, didn't you already defeat Lin Qi? Why aren't you on the martial arts ranking?"

  Ling Yao looked at Lu Fan in surprise: "Lu Fan, have you ever fought with the people on the Martial Arts List? Lin Qi, let me see, he's 50th on the list, did you win against him?"

  Ling Yao blinked her eyes and curiously looked at Lu Fan.

  Lu Fan nodded slightly and said, "I indeed won against him once."

  "Han Feng said loudly: 'Those bastards from Piao Yu Institute definitely don't have the guts to tell anyone that they got beaten up, otherwise you would've been on the list already, Lu Fan. Those sons of bitches, really are sons of bitches! Hurry up and let's go, Lu Fan, you're making me anxious! Do you know what the Cultivation Tower is for? It's a martial skills library, a real martial skills library! As long as you pass the test, you can get your hands on powerful martial skills. No restrictions, just take it and use it, master it and come out to beat people up, beat them up and then seduce beautiful female disciples...'"

  Han Feng's eyes were all red.

  Ling Yao asked vaguely: "If you seduce Shifu's sister, what then?"

  Lu Fan hastily interrupted Ling Yao's question, he was really afraid that the next moment Han Feng would say something about "deep communication between men and women", got up and said: "Let's go, Brother Han Feng, we'll go now. Ling Yao, are you coming with us?"

  Ling Yao smiled and said: "Of course we'll go together. If you can really enter the Cultivation Tower, don't forget to bring out a martial skill for me too."

  "Ha ha, no problem, I'm leaving Lu Fan in your hands, I have high hopes for you."

  Lu Fan's face turned black as he helplessly looked at his senior brother Han Feng.

  Out of the bamboo building, the three people rushed quickly along the wide street towards the southwest corner of Jianbao Mountain.

  The Xiuxing Tower was the white tower that Lu Fan saw when he came up the mountain, and the tall white tower was clearly visible as soon as he went out, so there was no need to worry about running in the wrong direction.

  The three of them were not slow, and what surprised Lu Fan was that Ling Yao could actually keep up with their speed, looking like she had plenty to spare.

  Seeing this, Lu Fan and Han Feng accelerated their body speed again.

  Half an hour later, Lu Fan and his two companions arrived in front of the tower. The majestic white tower pierced straight into the clouds, its entirety impossible to take in at a single glance.

  As I got closer, I could feel the uncommonness of the White Tower even more. The hazy light flickered in the sky and on earth, the golden bell rang out, and people's mood suddenly calmed down.

  In front of the White Tower is a square teeming with people.

  "Alas, why can those on the martial arts ranking list enter, isn't it supposed to be through trials normally?"

  "Haven't you heard? The Cultivation Tower has recently added many powerful martial skills and techniques, all of which were put in by the Dean to enhance everyone's strength. Those on the Martial Arts Ranking have this privilege and can enter first. We're not allowed, we still need to pass this crappy exam."

  "Who made the people on the martial arts ranking list so awesome?"

  "Chirping and chattering, if you have the ability, you can also get on the Wu Bang."

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  A group of people were discussing heatedly, Han Feng pulled Lu Fan into the crowd.

  "Make way, make way! A master from the martial arts ranking has arrived. Everyone, get out of my way, I'm going to ascend the Cultivation Tower."

  Han Feng had no idea what it meant to be low-key, his voice was loud and his saliva splashed far, in an instant a group of people gave way.

  Ling Yao walked behind them from a distance with her head down, pretending not to know Han Fen and Lu Fan.

  Lu Fan also wanted to do so, but Han Feng's senior brother went to death and pulled him back, not giving him a chance to escape. The only thing Lu Fan could do was pretend to enjoy the scenery.

  "Who is this and what's all the yelling about?"

  "Are they on the martial arts ranking list?"

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  People on both sides looked at Han Feng and Lu Fan with confusion.

  Han Feng directly pulled Lu Fan to the front of the door.

  Two gigantic bronze puppets stood in front of the tower gate, three zhang high, with green faces and fangs, holding broken iron long guns.

  Han Feng had just stepped towards the door when two bronze puppets suddenly appeared, their long spears blocking the entrance. Two low, muffled voices sounded out.

  "Those who have not been listed on the martial arts ranking are not allowed to enter. Report your name and come forth."

  "Yiyuan Hospital, Han Feng, Lu Fan."

  Two bronze puppets' eyes glowed red and after a brief flicker, they said in unison: "There is no such name on the martial arts ranking list. Entry is not allowed."

  Han Feng shouted loudly: "You ancestors of the Japanese, my junior brother has already defeated a high-ranking master of Wu Bang, why can't he enter?"

  Two bronze puppets said: "Your names are not on the Martial List, you don't have the qualifications to enter. You can choose to take a test to get in."

  The students outside suddenly burst into laughter.

  "So it's just two idiots after all, I really thought a high-ranking martial artist had arrived."

  "Disciples of Yuan Academy, don't make me laugh to death. When have people from Yuan Academy ever entered the Martial Arts Ranking?"

  "Scram, you two! Standing here is really annoying. Don't block people's way!"

  "You think this is a test? Haha, you don't know that the test is actually fighting these two bronze guardians. If you can beat them, then you two can enter."

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  The crowd's jeering didn't faze Lu Fan at all. He had endured this kind of ridicule for over a decade, and it was nothing compared to what he had been through before.

  Han Feng cursed in his mouth, rolled up his sleeves and said: "Lu Fan, my junior brother, why don't we take care of these two guys together? I didn't beat them last year, but with your help this year, I think I can handle it."

  Lu Fan always felt that something was off and quietly asked, "Hàn Fēng Shī Xiōng, how strong are these two puppets?"

  "One is probably around 6 or 7 layers thick outside, and two together would be about ** layers thick."

  Lu Fan opened his mouth and thought in his heart, Fortunately, he didn't act rashly.

  His strength is overwhelming, even if he goes all out, it's estimated to be enough. Escaping with his life shouldn't be a problem, but as for winning, that's probably not possible! Even with the addition of Senior Brother Han Feng, it's still the same!

  Just as Lu Fan was hesitating, the laughter and chatter of the crowd suddenly subsided, replaced by cries of surprise.

  "Zhao Kuang, the senior fellow apprentice from Hengshan Temple, has arrived."

  "It's really Zhao Kuang, he has also come to Jianbao Mountain."

  "Zhao Kuang is a master who ranked thirty-fifth on the martial arts leaderboard."

  Lu Fan and Han Fen turned their heads to look, only to see a man as big as a small mountain walking over.

  Tiger's back, bear's waist, oxen high and horse big are not enough to describe this man. His muscles were like granite, his face was full of whiskers, his eyes were as big as a cow's, and he stood at nine feet tall. Standing in front of others, it was simply the height difference between an adult and a child.

  A black martial artist's uniform, open at the chest, revealing his sturdy muscles.

  Every step, accompanied by a dull sound, with explosive power latent within the body.

  Following Zhao Gou, there was also a woman. Lu Fan looked at this woman and felt a little familiar.

  Suddenly, Lu Fan remembered, wasn't this Zhao Ling from Piaoyou Institute?

  Lu Fan's mind rose with bad thoughts, and Han Feng also turned his head at this time.

  The moment he saw Han Feng's face, Zhao Kuang stopped in his tracks behind him and pointed at Han Feng: "You're also here."

  Zhao Kuai stopped in his tracks and turned to look at Zhao Ling: "What's going on?"

  Zhao Ling shouted loudly: "Brother, it's him who bullied me, this bastard!"