Chapter 60: They're Afraid! (First Update Seeking Recommendation Votes)

  Not only did the man swallow back half of what he was about to say, but at this moment, hundreds of onlookers in the square, as well as those who had given up trying and returned with a gloomy expression, all widened their eyes, revealing shock in their gaze.

  Some people have unconsciously stood up from their squatting position, while others have unknowingly taken a few steps forward from a slightly distant position, as if to take a closer look.

  The old woman of the Wulong Department, at this moment, also had a piercing gaze, revealing an unusual aura, staring at a nearby statue, staring at the ranking that belonged to Mo Su inside.

  More and more tribal leaders came here, looking at each other with a serious expression on their faces.

  Wushan Department's leader, Beiling's father, he had always been looking at the ranking on the statue, but most of the time he was looking at Beiling's ranking. At this moment, however, he ignored his son and instead looked at the two words "Mo Su", looking at the number of steps behind him increasing at an astonishing speed.

  The entire square was silent at this moment.

  Thirty-sixth, Mo Su, three hundred and one steps.

  Thirty-fourth, Musso, three hundred and ten steps.

  Thirty-first, Mo Su, three hundred and twenty-two steps.

  Twenty-eighth, Musso, three hundred and thirty-five steps.

  Twenty-sixth, Musso, three hundred and forty-four steps.

  Twenty-third, Musso, three hundred and fifty-one steps.

  Nineteenth, Musso, three hundred and seventy-one steps!

  Until the name Mo Su appeared, after a brief moment of silence, it still maintained its 19th place ranking and stayed at the 371st step. The plaza then erupted in gasps of amazement.

  This scene made most of the people who saw it somewhat unbelievable, despite having experienced the miracle of last night. However, compared to last night, today's change is just too big a gap!

  If last night was a miracle, then now, only two words can describe this unbelievable scene: it's a legend!

  "In less than sixty breaths' time, I went from the 248th step to the 371st step...... This...... This spanned over 120 steps...... And yet it only took less than sixty breaths!!"

  "Wu Sen can't do it, Chen Chong can't do it, even Ye Wang couldn't do it, and he took more than an hour to walk up these over a hundred steps!"

  "Who is this Mo Su?!" Amidst the gasps, the square erupted into a deafening uproar, its intensity far surpassing that of before, and even last night.

  "This is just the afternoon, if it were dusk, if it were night, with his strength last night, how many levels can he reach? What kind of ranking can he ultimately achieve?"

  "Top ten!! This person must be among the top ten!!" In the crowd, there were those who were jealous, but still many people, they were originally small characters in the tribe, whether it was Zhen Chong, Wu Sen, or even the top ten, top twenty, thirty, forty, in their eyes, they were all high and mighty, needing to be looked up to, with a heartfelt yearning to make contact, but at the same time, there was also resentment and helplessness.

  Now they have witnessed a rise, one that was last in the rankings just yesterday, bursting forth with an indescribable momentum and speed from the very bottom to directly enter 19th place in a miraculous fashion!

  It was because they had seen it with their own eyes that they were so emotionally stirred, as if Mo Su was themselves. However, human nature is complex and will not exhibit any single change; amidst their excitement, there was also a tangled mix of complicated emotions and envy. These thoughts intertwined to form an emotion that even they could not put into words.

  They hope Su Ming can rise, as this satisfies their longing, but at the same time they deeply envy his ability to climb up from being a small figure, and wish that he would forever remain like themselves, mired in the lower ranks.

  "Top ten? Ha! I doubt it. He must have gotten lucky, or maybe he used some underhanded tactics to get where he is today!"

  "That's right, you see him rest for a long time after every step, if I'm to say, this must be the secret!"

  The crowd's discussion was filled with complex contradictions, perhaps still excited one moment ago, but already jealous the next. However, at this moment, among that crowd, there was an old man with a pointed mouth and cheekbones. The old man's eyes rolled around, seemingly thinking of something, occasionally getting close to some people discussing, pulling out one from behind, under the other person's dissatisfied gaze, hastily lowering his head to whisper a few words in their ear, then quickly opening his clothes, and quickly hiding again, as if afraid that too many people would see.

  Everyone who was pulled out by the old man had a strange expression, as if they couldn't believe it, but somehow the old man said something and most of them were hesitant, some even followed him to a more distant place, seemingly starting a transaction.

  Compared to the hundreds of people in the square, those who participated in the trial in the high mountains were also extremely complex. They looked at the tokens in their hands and the names that had appeared in their line of sight since last night, unable to express what they felt - envy, jealousy, or perhaps even disbelief.

  Lei Chen withdrew his gaze from the token in his hand, a faint silly smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, but there was still hesitation in his eyes. As he walked forward slowly, he was still pondering whether this Mo Su was actually Su Ming or not.

  Since he saw the two words "Mo Su" last night, Mo Su's appearance immediately emerged in his mind. However, as he watched Mo Su's ranking rise higher and higher, after breaking into 19th place, Lei Chen was shocked, but instead became even more hesitant.

  "Alas, perhaps it's not him..."

  Bei Ling was covered in sweat, looking at the ranking inside the token, watching the rise of a person called Mo Su, shaking his head slightly and sighing softly.

  "This man is good at enduring... From now on, he will surely make a name for himself... However, this has nothing to do with me, and this person is not from my Wushan tribe."

  But there's a "Su" in his name... I hate that character." Beiling lowered his head and slowly walked upwards.

  There was also Si Kong on the distant staircase path, who naturally no longer went to care about this rising Mo Su. In his view, the other party had already surpassed many people and was not someone he could compare himself to. What he cared more about now was Beiluo, who ranked ahead of him.

  "I must get into the top fifty!!" Si Kong clenched his fists and walked away with gritted teeth.

  Bai Ling stared at the ranking inside the token for a long time for the first time, looking at those two words "Mo Su", and like Lei Chen, she had doubts in her heart.

  "Is it him......" Bai Ling smiled bitterly and shook her head, she knew that Su Ming was a barbarian and had some cultivation, but she didn't think that Su Ming was this Mo Su who shone like the sun.

  Compared to these people, the one who is truly tense is not Ye Wang, who is completely unaware of all this and wouldn't care even if he knew, nor is it Chen Chong and Bi Su, who are engaged in a fierce standoff, refusing to back down until one of them emerges victorious.

  It's Owen!

  Wu Sen tensed up, looking at the ranking list inside the token, and suddenly saw the two words "Mo Su" that had killed into 19th place. His expression was extremely gloomy. He was now somewhat unsure of what to do, as to whether Bi Suo or Mo Su should be the main suspect.

  But that's not the root of his tension, what makes him tense is being surpassed by one outsider, but if he were to be surpassed by two outsiders, his face would be unbearable.

  "Damn it!!" Wu Sen let out a low growl, gritting his teeth. Although his face was pale, he went forward crazily. In his mind, there seemed to be a voice roaring, telling himself that he absolutely could not be surpassed again!

  In the top 20 rankings, everyone was working hard, Su Ming's entry suddenly changed the pattern of the top 20, like a stone thrown into the water, stirring up ripples and startling the fish underwater.

  Fortunately, the root of their shock was that Mo Su, who was ranked nineteenth, stopped moving after reaching the 371st step and didn't make any movement for a long time. This allowed them to breathe a sigh of relief and quickly climb up, as if they wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to pull away from each other.

  They were scared.

  Afraid of this is called Mo Su's strange behavior, afraid that if he doesn't move, it's fine, but once he moves, the shocking change. For the first time, they are extremely concerned about such a person, even if they are advancing, they will occasionally go to see if this person has moved in the rankings.

  Even they are nervous and have a premonition, but when this person makes another move, it will be like thunder, very likely to kill into the top ten!

  Su Ming sat cross-legged on the 371st step, he could guess that he might be noticed by many people at this moment, but he absolutely did not think that the name "Mo Su" he used would stir up a storm in the first trial.

  Apart from Ye Wang, no one is unaware of this name. Even the attention people pay to the top ten has greatly decreased, and instead, they are paying close attention to Su Ming's ranking, waiting for his next explosion.

  Su Ming's expression was calm and serene, his eyes closed, as the blood lines in his body circulated, not sixty-seven, but seventy-one!

  Seventy-one bloodlines entwined around his body, red sparks flashing, and as each one dissipated, they would recover again. Under Su Ming's precise control, not only did he force out its potential, but also tempered his body, making the power he wielded even stronger!

  He had expectations for his speed after a full explosion of himself. After all, Su Ming was good at speed!!

  Time flies, and soon it's dusk. Throughout the afternoon, mist rolled in from time to time on the square, and one by one, participants who gave up emerged. Their expressions also gradually differed from each other. The closer they were to the top, the less dull they looked when they came out, and some even showed excitement.

  At dusk, the sky had a faint dark color, and among the nine carved images, from the 60th onwards, almost all of them had become gray, with only two still persisting.

  Sixty-seven, Ula, one hundred fifty-nine steps.

  Sixty-first, White Spirit, one hundred seventy-eighth rank.

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