High Martial Arts: I Awaken a Low-Tier Martial System Chapter 1048 - 485: Final Rankings (Two-in-One for Monthly Ticket)_2

He no longer showed the previous disdain; instead, he was filled with admiration.

Qinggu, despite having a high opinion of himself, was honest and straightforward. When facing a true powerhouse, he never hesitated to show his recognition.

"You must be joking, dear friend."

"If you were to use your true trump cards, I’m not sure I could win," Jiang Ye smiled slightly. Since the opponent proactively admitted defeat, he wouldn’t show a harsh attitude.

Furthermore, this remark wasn’t just modesty.

In the battle just now, it was clear Qinggu hadn’t used his life-bound divine abilities.

He even rarely used ordinary divine techniques.

This was normal, as the Hundred-Star Divine War was approaching, and most participants didn’t expose their true trump cards here.

Like Jiang Ye, he hadn’t used the Power of Laws or his life-bound divine abilities; many of his trump cards remained hidden.

It was to avoid being spied on by scouts from other civilizations.

Qinggu clearly understood this as well, immediately shaking his head and saying, "If it were a real life-and-death duel, I might not fare as well as you."

"Regardless of the circumstances."

"We are friends now, meeting through combat," Qinggu said, growing increasingly bold. "From today onward, the doors of the Qing Race are open to you!"

"If you ever face any difficulties, just speak up. The entire Qing Race will offer you their unwavering support!"

This was Qinggu’s character.

Perhaps a bit proud, but he was always willing to extend goodwill to truly outstanding talents and forge friendships.

Jiang Ye nodded slightly, not refusing, "Thank you for your kindness, dear friend."

...

Not long after.

Jiang Ye turned and walked off the stage. As soon as he entered the Crimson Divine Race’s camp, he was surrounded by cheers and applause.

"Friend Ye Jiang, well done!"

"Thank you for preserving the Crimson Divine Race’s ranking!"

The powerhouses of the Crimson Divine Race gathered around him, their faces full of gratitude and respect.

Chi Jiuxin hurriedly stepped forward, offering a bottle of healing elixir with excitement, "Friend Ye Jiang, you were incredible! This is the healing elixir of the Crimson Divine Race. Take it quickly to regain your strength."

Jiang Ye accepted the elixir and softly thanked him.

Chi Guang approached, her bright face showing sincere gratitude. She bowed deeply to Jiang Ye, "Ye Jiang, this great favor, the Crimson Divine Race will never forget."

"If you ever face any difficulties in the future, the entire Crimson Divine Race will spare no effort to help."

"Friend Chi Guang, you’re too kind," Jiang Ye slightly sidestepped to avoid the gesture, "Since I’m a member of the Crimson Divine Race, it’s only natural for me to contribute to the race."

Chi Guang’s eyes shone with a strange light. She knew that Jiang Ye’s actions were not to be taken for granted.

With Jiang Ye’s strength, he could have stayed out of it, yet he stepped up for the Crimson Divine Race. She kept this in her heart.

...

On the stage, the aftermath of Jiang Ye and Qinggu’s battle had not yet subsided.

A figure suddenly leaped up, landing on the stage, eyes fixed on Prince Huang, who ranked second, "Prince Huang Shidao, I challenge you!"

The person was a top talent of the Black Race, with a Tier Four Peak cultivation, ranked fifth, his strength was not to be underestimated.

"Fifth rank? Challenging Prince Huang?" Jiang Ye couldn’t help but turn his head to look.

He was just curious to see how Prince Huang’s strength had developed nowadays.

The Black Race talent’s strength was no less than Chi Guang and Qinggu, possibly able to test Prince Huang’s true battle power.

"Well met," Prince Huang’s lips curled into a battle-hungry smile.

With a shift of form, he appeared in the center of the stage, his golden armor shining brilliantly.

Before the words finished, the Black Race talent initiated the attack, with black light surging around them.

"Boom!" Countless huge stones condensed out of nowhere, forming a giant hammer that descended upon Prince Huang with the momentum to shatter mountains and rocks.

Prince Huang’s expression didn’t change; with a lift of his hand, the Emperor’s Law instantly formed a golden light shield.

With a "bang," the giant hammer struck the light shield but was rebounded hard, the stones shattered into a spray of debris.

Before the opponent could react, Prince Huang had already appeared in front of them, his palm flowing with the Emperor’s Law, landing a gentle smack.

"Wow!"

The Black Race talent only felt an overwhelming force surging forward, unable to resist, their figure propelled backward, landing heavily under the stage, their aura waning.

A single move victory!

A clamor arose within the hall, soon erupting into waves of cheering.

"A one-hit defeat?"

"That was the fifth rank, is the gap really that wide?"

"It’s too overwhelming," the crowd was utterly amazed.

If it were someone else, it might be understandable.

But that Black Race talent was a top master ranked fifth.

The result was a one-hit defeat?

Amid the discussions, someone couldn’t resist comparing him with Jiang Ye: "Prince Huang defeated the Fourth Tier Peak with a single move, easier than Ye Jiang defeating Qinggu. Does that mean Prince Huang is stronger?"

"It’s hard to say!"

"After burning the Secret Technique, Qinggu’s realm had surpassed the Fourth Tier Peak, and Ye Jiang took on that Absolute Kill head-on, which was an even greater challenge!"

Two opinions continued to clash, and the hall was bustling with noise.

Jiang Ye stood within the Crimson Divine Race’s ranks, looking at Prince Huang on the arena whose battle intent was unparalleled, his heart heavy.

This genius of the Black Race, with strength comparable to Qinggu, was defeated in an instant?

If it were him, he might not be able to achieve that.

"This guy’s strength is indeed terrifying."

"Prince Huang is already so powerful." Jiang Ye couldn’t help but look at another figure: "What about Bai Cantian, the one who ranks first?"

He would probably be even stronger!

And this is just within the genius of the Huanglong Civilization; what unknown prodigies are hidden among the hundreds of elite civilizations in the White Dragon Star System Group?

Jiang Ye’s heart grew ever heavier, and the slight relaxation he felt from defeating Qinggu instantly vanished.

"Indeed."

"One cannot underestimate anyone." Jiang Ye sighed inwardly, growing ever more eager for the upcoming Hundred-Star Divine War.

...

The arena challenge continued, but none of the subsequent battles could stir waves like the one between Jiang Ye and Qinggu.

Due to Jiang Ye’s strength.

In the following few hours, no one dared to challenge him again.

And Jiang Ye did not choose to challenge Bai Cantian or Prince Huang, as the Venerable Bai advised, to avoid exposing all his strength prematurely for the Hundred-Star Divine War.

Half a day later, the arena challenge officially concluded.

The Venerable Bai’s voice resounded like a mighty bell throughout the hall: "The Nine Tribes Meeting arena challenge has successfully concluded! Now, announcing the final rankings——"

"First place: Bai Cantian!"

"Second place: Prince Huang!"

"Third place: Ye Jiang!"

"..."

As the rankings were announced one by one, the corresponding rewards were also issued. When Jiang Ye’s name was called, a golden token floated down from high above, landing smoothly in Jiang Ye’s hand.

[Reward: Fifty million Huanglong Merit Points]

On the token, the amount of the reward was clearly inscribed, surrounded by a wave of pure energy.

Fifty million Huanglong Merit Points!

This amount made many powerhouses display envious expressions.

You must know, an ordinary Tier Four Demigod accumulating over a hundred years may not necessarily obtain so many merit points.

"Rich again." Jiang Ye clasped the token, his heart slightly stirred.

With these merit points, he could exchange for more cultivation resources to prepare more thoroughly for the upcoming Hundred-Star Divine War.

After the challenge, Jiang Ye declined the Crimson Divine Race’s celebration banquet and headed directly toward the Bai Race’s sacred land.

The Venerable Bai’s Holy Hall floated above the core of the Bai Race’s land, sculpted entirely from silver-white divine jade, exuding an ancient and solemn aura.

Jiang Ye had just arrived at the entrance of the Holy Hall,

"Greetings, Divine Son." Two white-armored guards saluted respectfully.

"Yes."

Jiang Ye nodded slightly and stepped inside the hall.

The hall was vast and majestic, with the Star River flowing and dragon energy overflowing. The Venerable Bai sat at the cloud bed deep within the hall, enveloped in a misty halo.

"Teacher." Jiang Ye bowed.

The Venerable Bai opened his eyes, his gaze falling on Jiang Ye.

"Not bad."

"You took third place in the Nine Tribes Meeting." The Venerable Bai’s voice was filled with praise.

"All thanks to your guidance, Teacher." Jiang Ye said humbly.

"No need to be too humble." The Venerable Bai waved his hand: "Qinggu’s strength is already top-notch among the young generation. You severely injured him while he was burning his Secret Technique; this level of prowess is something to be proud of."

"However."

"Don’t be complacent."

"The Nine Tribes Meeting is only an appetizer; the upcoming Hundred-Star Divine War is the true test." The Venerable Bai said solemnly: "At that time, you will face geniuses from hundreds of elite civilizations in the White Dragon Star System Group, including top talents among prodigies of Talent, and may even encounter powerhouses who touch the threshold of God."

"Disciple will remember." Jiang Ye responded in a deep voice.

The Venerable Bai nodded slightly, then changed the subject: "There is something I’m very curious about."

"Please speak, Teacher." Jiang Ye quickly said.

"In the battle with Qinggu just now, why did your final palm strike suddenly explode with strength far beyond the Fourth Tier Peak?" The Venerable Bai inquired.