Zhao Xing looked at the ranking displayed on the mirror.
First, Shi Yong, Tiger Flood Dragon Army.
Second, Zhuang Ziqing, Tiger Flood Dragon Army.
Third, Feng Qiu, Tiger Flood Dragon Army.
Fourth, Hua Zhilin, Xuanjia Army.
Fifth, Guan Junyang, Xuanjia Army.
....
Ninth, Meng Song, Fierce Sun Army.
.....
Tenth, Han Bing, Divine Might Army.
The top three positions were all taken by the Tiger Flood Dragon Army. Out of the top ten, five were from the Tiger Flood Dragon Army, with the remaining five distributed between the Xuanjia Army with two, the Fierce Sun Army with two, and the Divine Might Army with one.
Zhao Xing continued searching and quickly saw his own name.
Twenty-ninth, Zhao Xing, Divine Might Army.
"Twenty-ninth place?"
"Not bad."
Zhao Xing nodded slightly.
This time's assessment put him at a significant disadvantage compared to others.
Because he had been appointed as an officer and was directly transferred to the Divine Might Army afterward.
