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nTranslator: Simple MTL Editor: Simple MTL

n“As expected.

n“The ranking list isn’t reliable. It doesn’t even have my name. It’s too exaggerated.”

nThinking of this, Andrew shook his head.

nHe began to browse through the ranking list of the seventh grade.

nCompared to last month, there were three more people on the ranking list of the seventh grade.

nBut the total number was only one more person, 898 people.

nAlthough the names of two grandmasters were on the list, they were still in bright red.

nThis was a symbol of death.

nThe newly added rank 7 grandmasters were…

nRank 7 Grandmaster 170th: Scott, a junior at New York Martial Arts University, 23 years old, specializing in strength attacks, promoted to Grandmaster on May 8th.

nRank 7 Grandmaster 293rd: Charina, 22 years old, a junior at Houston Martial Arts University. The eldest daughter of a large family, promoted to Grandmaster on May 11th. Rank seven demon beast “wind chasing wolf” killed on May 23rd.

nRank 897 on the seventh-grade list: Andrew, 18 years old.

nF*ck!

nWhen Andrew saw his name, he immediately cursed angrily.

nHe almost smashed his computer.

nSure enough, it was a random ranking.

nWith his strength, he was actually ranked last?

nActually, he was ranked second from the bottom of the seventh grade. However, what was the difference between this and being ranked last?

nThe first from the bottom of the seventh grade was a 58-year-old grandmaster. Because he resisted the beast tide, he was heavily injured, and his legs were now crippled.

n“Where are my battle results?

n“I killed a total of nine seventh-grade demon beasts, two eighth-grade demon beasts, and countless evil martial artists. I killed the eighth grade Venerable Wuji of the Heavenly God Sect…”

nAndrew was so angry that he immediately called Charles.

n“Chief Charles, who prepares this list of grandmasters?”

nCharles had also seen the latest list of grandmasters. Of course, he knew what Andrew meant.

n“Andrew, don’t get excited. Let’s talk slowly.”

n“The people above said that an eighteen-year-old grandmaster is already an extremely strong honor. If they rank you according to your true strength, I reckon you will be in big trouble.”

nIn the Martial Arts Administration, Charles was sweating profusely.

nThis kid could do anything.

nHe was afraid that once he got angry, he would directly beat up the person who made the list.

nHe quickly explained.

nWhen Andrew heard this, his mood eased a little, but…

nHe was still angry. “Oh right, the customer service of the fighter’s forum offended me. Deal with it!”

nCharles could not help but let out a long breath when he heard that Andrew stopped talking about the seventh-rank master list.

nHis mood relaxed.

nBut, he only reacted the next second.

nThe customer service of the forum had offended him?

nWhat was going on?

nThis fighter’s forum was created by a big shot of an online novel website in the country.

nAfter the spiritual energy recovered, this big shot also began to practice martial arts.

nHe seemed to be called “Cloud Man.”

nThis person was now the person in charge of the martial artist’s forum. Although his strength was only at the sixth grade, his connections were extensive.

n“Did he offend you?”

n“Yes, give me his address.”

n“He should be living in Houston city. As for the specific details… I’ll help you find out first, okay?”

nHe hung up the phone.

nNot long after, Charles sent a message.

nThere was a detailed message from Cloud Man.

nHe also sent a voice message, “Andrew, Chris was delayed on the road. He will arrive in Boston at around 6 pm. Let’s have dinner together then.”

n“Okay!”

nAndrew replied.

nThen, he looked at his phone. It was 11 am, and it was still early.

nIt was a good time to buy a train ticket to Houston and return to Boston before 5 o’clock in the afternoon.

nEven if he was delayed and did not get on the train, it did not matter. He could fly directly on his sword and return in a few minutes.

nBoston was not far from Houston.

nSenior Custer was the head of the martial arts bureau in Houston.

nHe had supported Boston several times, but he could only arrive in a few hours.

nAndrew was faster than him. With his own speed, he could fly up in less than an hour.

nHowever, he still took the train.

nFlying on a sword in broad daylight was too ostentatious. It was hard to explain if someone saw him.

nHe entered the train station and got on the train.

nAt this time, in a hundred-story office building in Houston.

nOne of the floors belonged to the National Information Department.

nAnd Locke was the highest-ranking person in charge of the National Information Department in Boston.

nIn fact, this position was very idle.

nLocke had a large group of employees who engaged in information engineering.

nAlthough it was now the era of martial arts practice for all people, it did not mean that anyone could become a martial artist.

nIt was not difficult to reach the level of a prospective martial artist when one’s qi had been trained to 150. Even if one’s training aptitude was poor, one could always reach this level by eating more pills to increase one’s strength and more health supplements.

nHowever, the level of a quasi-martial artist stuck most people in their cultivation.

nIn this luxuriously decorated office.

n“Oh?”

n“There are three new evolved seventh-grade grandmasters this month?”

nAs a late-stage sixth grade, he yearned for the realm of seventh-grade grandmasters very much.

nWhen he saw that the three new seventh-grade grandmasters were all young people, Locke was even a little depressed.

nEspecially…

nWhen he saw that Andrew, who was ranked second from the bottom of the seventh-grade grandmasters’ list, was 18 years old…

nThis made Locke have the urge to smash his computer.

nHoly **!

nHow did young people nowadays cultivate?

nOnly 18 years old, and he had already cultivated to the grandmaster realm?

nThus, when an employee received a complaint call from the “House of Fighters” forum, Locke could not help but personally answer the call.

nJust as he was about to vent his anger and scold the other party, the other party directly cursed a few times and hung up the phone first.

nThis made him feel even more depressed.

nHe unceremoniously banned the other party’s account permanently.

nAfter playing on the computer for a few hours, the employees had already gone out for dinner. He also got up and prepared to go out.

nAt this time, the receptionist on duty at the company rushed over. “Boss, someone is looking for you.”

n“Who is it?”

n“It’s a young man. He seems to be very angry. I heard that you were the one who blocked his forum account…”

nF*ck!

nLocke stood rooted to the ground in shock.

nHe was actually able to find the company?

nFor the sake of a forum account? He was really a talent.

nHe had blocked only one account today.

nNeedless to say, it was definitely that person who was scolding him.

nHowever, just as well. Before he could vent his anger, he had been scolded by the other party.

nNow was the time to scold him back. He had nothing to do anyway.

n…

nOn the sofa in the lobby of the floor, Andrew ignored the water that the receptionist had poured for him.

nAt this moment, a burst of laughter was heard.

nA middle-aged man in a suit walked over together with the receptionist from before.

nHe looked at Andrew.

nThe corners of his mouth curled up, and he said disdainfully, “You wanted to see me?”

nHis disdainful smile made Andrew uncomfortable.

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