High-Martial World: System Arrives 30 Years Late

Chapter 627: Chapter 427: Intimidating the Blade Innate, First and Last on the Merit Ranking!_3

"Is there...? Maybe you saw it wrong."

...

The military competition lasted for ten days, and the soldiers above the bay were enthusiastic.

The Military Department values martial arts, and ten martial arts arenas made of special materials were set up early within Shenjiang Bay for the soldiers of the Five Major War Zones to spar at their leisure.

Although the sparring above the sea does not affect the large competition results, the soldiers are enthusiastic, and the number of arena masters each war zone possesses reflects the strength of that war zone.

Of the ten arenas, the Central War Zone currently holds three, while the remaining seven are divided evenly with the East, North, and South Zones each holding two, and the Western War Zone barely holding on to one.

Everyone also understands that apart from the Central War Zone, the mid-tier forces of the other four war zones are not significantly different.

As for the top-tier forces of the war zones, they lie beneath the sea, these are the future candidates for the Commanders-in-Chief of the Five Major War Zones.

In these days, many high-ranking officials in various war zones were always keeping an eye on the changes in the merit leaderboard.

[Central War Zone 001, Ling Jue, Merit: 1,033,000,000!]

This string of billion-breaking figures startled many generals and commanders of the war zones.

"Over a billion already, and the competition is less than halfway through ten days. This Ling Jue has already surpassed a billion in merit, truly a God of Slaughter!"

Everyone is aware that the Ancient Battlefield is vast and does not present targets like the Sea Beast horde does; hunting must be done independently, and the Fierce Beasts within the Ancient Battlefield are no less powerful than Sea Beasts.

The rate at which these merits are skyrocketing is truly astounding!

"Ling Jue’s power is even stronger than before; I’m afraid he’s on par with... Grand General Level now!"

Grand General Level is the internal title for strength surpassing the Fifth Stage Title, touching the Half-Step Saint Realm, and all three Marshals of the Military Department and the top ten generals of the Five Major War Zones are at the Grand General Level.

"His strength in this competition is practically overwhelming; the second-ranked person in the Eastern Zone, Gu You, has only just over 30 million points, less than a third of Ling Jue’s."

Many people sighed deeply, and rightly so, because everyone noticed that the gap between first and second in merit was widening continuously, and in ten days, it might be tenfold.

Even considering a thousand years of competitions in the Military Department, such a disparity in merit is rarely seen.

"There are also differences between top-ranking General Stars; this is like the difference between a musket and a cannon... moreover, Ling Jue is not even fifty, truly remarkable."

These words left many people even more shocked; a warzone Grand General under fifty has not appeared often even in the thousand-year history of the Huaxia Military Department.

And just then, someone scanning the top ten on the merit leaderboard discovered a peculiar issue.

"Where is the Southern War Zone 020 that was the first to enter the Ancient Battlefield? Why can’t I see him in the top ten?"

"Su Mu?"

"I haven’t really seen his name on the merit leaderboard in recent days either, has he dropped out of the top ten?"

Is it really just as simple as dropping out of the top ten?

Yue Jun and Qian Xuemin showed no emotion, but neither of them was as calm as they appeared; they didn’t actually know what Su Mu was doing at the moment.

Because Su Mu’s ranking is far more complicated than just dropping out of the top ten...

"Huh, why isn’t Su Mu even in the top thirty? Did I get it wrong?"

"Don’t bother looking, just check the last position."

"The last?!"

"Huh? Why does his merit still stand at only one million, isn’t that just the reward for entering the Ancient Battlefield first? Hasn’t his merit changed at all these days, how is that possible?"

Suddenly, Su Mu’s name re-entered the focus of the crowd, and everyone looked at the name ranking last in merit points.

The discussions were audible, and with the curious eyes cast upon them, the generals of the Southern War Zone had mixed feelings but remained composed after seeing Marshal Yue and Marshal Qian’s calm expressions.

Seeing that neither Marshal Yue nor Marshal Qian was worried, there was no need for them to be anxious, they were simply awaiting good news.

"Could it be that Su Mu, this kid, found a place to... cultivate after entering the Ancient Battlefield?" Qian Xuemin privately communicated to Yue Jun.

The two exchanged glances, the highest commanders of the Southern War Zone struggled to suppress twitching at the corners of their mouths, and their fists clenched tightly behind their backs.

Because knowing Su Mu’s temperament, this was actually very possible!

"Let’s wait a bit longer, I believe he won’t remain silent for long."

...

Inside the Ancient Battlefield.

Ling Jue’s long spear was thrown, and the spear, like a rainbow piercing the sun, nailed a Fire Ape to the Red Earth. Ling Jue walked up, retrieved the spear from the corpse, and with a flick of the wrist, shook off the blood adhered to it.

After acquiring his merit, he looked at the device on his wrist, and the merit leaderboard unfolded in the void before him. After glancing at his merit and Gu You’s, Ling Jue directly scrolled to the end.

The million merit now seemed incongruous on the leaderboard.

Someone’s merit still hadn’t budged.

"Clever, knows how to hide from me."

"But you think you can just hide in your shell after gaining the first entry over me, Ling Jue? There’s no such easy way out; I’ll see how long you can avoid me?"

Ling Jue unleashed his Spiritual Power to cover the surrounding area.

"No sign of the Alien Race, and the Fierce Beasts in this area have almost been hunted out, time to move to another place."

Ling Jue turned and left, randomly selecting a direction.

As if guided by fate,

At the end of that direction, there lay a volcano awakening.