"It's almost been two incense sticks' worth of time." Li Tie and Wang Mang looked grim. Neither of them had been able to last this long, which proved Lin Ming had soundly surpassed them. He would likely even enter the top 150!
"Brother, this Lin Ming is still holding on…" Li Tie's mouth twitched. "I can't believe that not only is our talent inferior, but we can't even keep up in actual combat!"
The thought left Li Tie dejected.
"Mm… We underestimated the young geniuses of the Seven Profound Martial Mansion. This Lin Ming either held back during his fight with Wang Yanfeng, or he's improved at a shocking rate..."
Just then, the Magic Array flashed. The first person was ejected, but it wasn't Lin Ming. It was a senior disciple from the Hall of Earth, whose final score placed him at 147th.
"One hundred and forty-seventh place! Damn, at just fifteen years old, Lin Ming has really forced his way into the top 150! That's an achievement on par with Ling Sen, Tuo Ku, and Zhang Guanyu!"
