Lord of the night.

Chapter 1366 The Battle of the First Wife! [Please vote and subscribe!]

Tianwang Xiao felt his whole body go numb instantly.

It's been tagged like this by so many people...

You can imagine that these guys all saw themselves as tools for promotion and wealth: kill him, and I'll get promoted!

For a moment, I felt like a piece of delicious meat that had fallen into the midst of a pack of wolves that had been starving for ten days. Countless hungry wolves, their eyes gleaming green, were practically drooling...

Ning Zaifei immediately felt like he was sitting on pins and needles.

However, once you're in this chair, you can't get off until this cloud challenge is over.

So Ning Zaifei is like an ant on a hot pan right now...

I couldn't help but wonder: if I really need to pee, can I raise my hand and ask for permission?
But after thinking about it for a long time, I still couldn't bring myself to do something so tasteless.

Next is the ninth, Xiang Beidou, the Overlord Whip.

Xiang Beidou was quite composed. He flew up directly into the starlight, sat down in a chair, crossed his legs, and closed his eyes to rest.

Then Hengtian Shuo Ji Hong also floated up.

As soon as I sat down, I felt a sharp gaze, as sharp as a real spear, shooting towards me.

Following the aura, they saw Bu Chou below, leaning on his Wind and Cloud Staff, exuding an aura of divine power!

Ji Hong smiled faintly, ignoring him, and sat in his chair, looking around smugly.

He knew that Bu Chou was going to charge this time!
And I might not be able to keep this top ten position. But so what? It's me sitting here now, not you, Bu Chou!

After the top ten went up.

The dream of the white-robed saintly light paused again.

Allow enough time for everyone to admire and discuss these ten world-renowned masters!

Sure enough, the toilet was boiling over as if a pot had been boiled.

"The Cloud Weapon Ranking! Its fame surpasses all ages! Who laughs in the sky, who dances among the clouds?!"

Someone below roared hysterically, as if in a climax, their face flushed red with excitement!
Anyone who didn't know better would think this guy was also on the Cloud Weapon Ranking, but it turns out he's an old guy who tried to break into the top 1,000 more times than he could!
Many people's faces were contorted.

Grass!
You didn't even make it into the top 1000, yet you're so excited your head's about to explode...

At that moment, many people exclaimed in surprise.

Suddenly, a spurt of blood shot out from the top of the head of the old man who had been shouting excitedly.

He collapsed to the ground!
This is truly a case where no one intervened!
Everyone was stunned: We just said you were so excited your brain exploded, but that was just an adjective. Did you really get so excited your brain explode?
This...this is unbelievable.

The moment someone sat in the top ten of the Cloud Weapon Ranking, someone below them died from excitement!

Bi Changhong's eyes widened, and he muttered, "Is this the legendary 'exploding my head to liven things up'?"

Chen Gu rolled his eyes and ignored him.

This sixth brother is really a bit...

Dongfang San San sighed and waved his hand.

With a whoosh, Feng Wanshi flew away and stuffed a pill into the old man's mouth.

The bleeding stopped immediately.

The old man recovered instantly.

Covered in blood, he scrambled to his feet, completely oblivious to his earlier outburst of excitement. He continued gesticulating wildly, shouting, "Cloudfall! Weapon Ranking! Cloudfall! Weapon Ranking! Cloudfall!..."

His face was flushed, and his scalp was also red.

My blood vessels are about to explode again...

"That's stupid!"

Yan Nan said, "Dongfang, give him another pill. This old bastard... it seems he's going to explode sooner or later."

Dongfang San San's face twisted as he was about to wave his hand.

But then they saw one of the guardians float out.

He whispered, "Icy Qi."

A blanket of white frost covered the old man's body and face, instantly bringing him back to his senses.

It was Fang Che.

With a single palm strike, Fang Che gracefully retreated.

"This is a good approach, it's just a pity that you're a bit unfamiliar with the icy spiritual energy." Dongfang San San praised.

"Fang Tu actually has a cold-attribute cultivation technique. This kid is not bad." Yan Nan's gaze was deep.

Below, Mo Ganyun stood up and roared like a pillar supporting the sky: "Boss Fang! Mighty!!"

Many strangers were also infected by this momentum and couldn't help but shout slogans: "Boss Fang! Awesome!"

Many people only came to their senses after shouting, looking bewildered and confused: What did I shout? What does Boss Fang have to do with me?

It has to be said that the atmosphere at the scene had reached a strange critical point.

In this kind of atmosphere, people's emotions are extremely easy to be stirred up!
The sky began to light up again.

Eleventh place: Wind and Cloud Staff, Bu Chou. Twelfth place: Yin Yang Thorn, Yang Xiao.

Starting from eleventh place, there are two people per page, arranged in two chairs. However, Yang Xiao's position at twelfth place was hard-won, as seven or eight high-level Saint Kings had died, gone into hiding, or disappeared in the twelfth position before him.

Thirteenth place: Shen Liang, the Crescent Moon Blade. Shen Liang looked desolate, sitting alone on a page.

Because the fourteenth place is vacant. There isn't even a name left.

Below, Luo Lutu, the patriarch of the Luo family, stared at the empty space for a long time, sighed sadly, and lowered his head.

His white hair fluttered in the wind, exuding an indescribable desolation.

Luo Sifang, who was originally ranked fourteenth, is dead.

After hearing the Xue family's account of Luo Sifang's death, Luo Lutu simply said, "Good riddance!" and then said nothing more.

When someone asked if he wanted to bring his ancestral graves back, Luo Lutu remained silent.

Neither yes nor no.

This attitude made it clear to the Luo family that even if they brought him back, they could only bury him quietly.

But Luo Lutu aged considerably after that.

Then, fifteen to twenty people went up one after another.

Then from number twenty-one to number fifty, it's five names and five chairs on each page, side by side.

However, nine chairs in this section were empty.

Li Yao, Dong Changfeng, Jiang Wuwang, Yang Luoyu, and Feng Di all went up. However, Jin Hun, Shen Tenglong, and Chu Zheng, who were supposed to be there, did not come.

If you don't attend this event, it's equivalent to automatically exiting the Cloud Weapon Ranking!
Only the top ten can retain their ranking if they cannot be challenged in the cloud, and the prerequisite is that no one challenges them.

After everyone had gone up to the top 100, they were surprised to find that there were 32 empty spots among them!
A full third of the people disappeared from the list, either because they were killed or quit.

When it reached 500, the number expanded to 125.

When they reached number 500, it was already past midnight.

Dongfang San San and Yan Nan exchanged wry smiles: It seems that this first night was just the unveiling of the Cloud Weapon Ranking, and as for the start of the battle... it's still a long way off.

Dongfang San San shook his head helplessly.

He naturally knew that firstly, Ye Meng was not yet very skilled at hosting the Cloud Weapon Ranking for the first time. Secondly, this was a trick deliberately set up by Feng Yunqi to let Ye Meng show her more face.

But Dongfang San San did not stop it; instead, she tacitly approved it and even fueled the flames.

Night dream.

A dream in the night sky.

This perfectly matches the status of tonight's Cloud Weapon Ranking in the hearts of martial artists across the land.

Moreover, Dongfang San San and Feng Yun Qi share a common idea: if Fang Che gets married in the future, who will be the first wife?
The two of them naturally hoped that the dream would be big.

But upon closer reflection, both Feng Yunqi and Dongfang San San felt that this was unlikely.

It must be said that, in terms of appearance, temperament, knowledge, background, demeanor, bearing, and magnanimity, Yan Beihan truly possesses the characteristics of an empress.

Dignified and poised, composed and self-possessed, majestic as the sky, gentle as the sea.

Therefore, Ye Meng's chances of winning are really not high.

But the two of them had no choice but to work hard on this: was having a strong opponent a reason to give up?
The right thing to do is to try, no matter what!

Therefore, without Yan Nan and Yan Bei Han even knowing it, Dongfang San San and Feng Yun Qi have already begun preparing for the battle for the first wife.

All one thousand people have finished reading their names.

It was already close to dawn.

Especially when they called out the last hundred names, the crowd began to stir, and laughter and whispers started to emanate from the crowd.

Because these are too likely to be replaced.

When they got to the last fifty, it reached its climax.

Because these are the kinds of things that are destined to be replaced!

They didn't even have the slightest hope of getting away with it!

Especially Yu Yang, who came in last place with his three quick knives.

When his name appeared, the scene instantly turned into a sea of ​​joy.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Yu Yang, sitting on the small chair above, also felt extremely uncomfortable.

My face flushed red and then turned pale. This feeling of knowing I was doomed but having to obediently wait to be publicly executed in front of everyone was just too damn awful...

Of course, everyone who was with Yu Yang was also frowning and sighing.

Although their rankings differ, their fates are essentially the same. The only difference lies in which round they will be eliminated.

Someone shouted from below: "Three-handed quick knife!"

Immediately, a group of people shouted, "Hold the gates!"

Yu Yang's face was contorted, and his eyes were full of circles: You might as well not have shouted at all.

Is such a gate something I can defend?

"Flowing Water Sword! Hold on! Under no circumstances can we fall out of the top fifty! Flowing Water's Cloud Weapon Ranking! Forever Ba Bu Li!"

"I will never leave you! I will never abandon you!"

"Never leave the Cloud Weapon Ranking!"

The face of Liushui Jianba Buli, ranked 950th, also darkened.

I really don't want to leave, but is this something I can stay in just because I don't leave?

Countless people below, seemingly eager to stir up trouble, offered various forms of encouragement and support.

In reality, these people are just egging him on. If someone actually holds onto their position, then these people who are cheering him on will be the most disappointed: Damn! He just got incredibly lucky, how did he manage to hold onto it?
My brother got beaten up, so I went to comfort him and we drank to drown our sorrows. It made me seem loyal and a good friend—even though you're down on your luck, your brother still cares for you and is willing to suffer with you. What great brotherhood! It made me seem like such a good friend!

But he didn't come down... Damn it! Why wasn't he beaten down?! He deserved to be beaten down!
He should be trampled into the mud just like me!
Some people are already thinking: it's one thing if he loses and is removed from the list, but what if he dies? How can I get a share of his vast fortune?
If he dies, it would be a huge loss not to take advantage of this childless family.

A mix of emotions filled the air, revealing the full complexity of human nature. Although encouragement came from all sides, countless sordid thoughts were already brewing and stirring.

"A arsenal of weapons in the cloud, a panorama of all living beings. Life and death in the cloud, a drama of life and death; all living beings with their myriad beauty and ugliness."

Dongfang Sansan's divine sense was like a net, revealing the minds of all living beings, and he couldn't help but sigh softly.

"Cold-blooded!"

(End of this chapter)