What? You opened a resort on the battlefield of all races?

Fan Rui stood frozen in place.

At this moment, the features on that usually calm and composed face were twitching uncontrollably.

His pupils dilated to their limit as he stared intently at the five young men and women in front of him, dressed in the worn-out uniforms of Cangyun Martial Arts University.

In my mind, something called "common sense of martial arts" was cracking under the strain.

"The Thousand-Pound Realm?"

"How could this possibly be the Thousand-Pound Realm?!"

Fan Rui let out a hysterical, silent roar in his heart.

His perception is absolutely infallible.

The young man who had been wildly stabbing at the pig's rear end while riding backwards with a long knife was now actually at the sixth level of the Qianjun stage!

The girl standing in the middle of the group, with her delicate features, exuded a subtle yet powerful aura of pressure...

Peak of the Thousand-Pound Realm!

How long has it been?

All told, it has only been a little over two months since we last encountered this group of madmen on the outskirts of the battlefield of the heavens!

Two months ago, this group of people were only at the Rock Realm level, and they barely managed to kill a Rock Ridge Porcupine by relying on their reckless close-quarters combat style.

What now?

They have collectively crossed a major realm and are about to fight the Thorn Feather Clan, who are at the peak of the Thousand-Jin realm.

"Nobody cultivates like that!"

"Could it be that they deliberately suppressed their cultivation levels before, using some kind of special cultivation method?"

"But whose cultivation method involves self-harm?"

Fan Rui felt as if his brain circuits had been violently pulled out, tied into a tight knot, and then rolled into a ball of yarn.

Outrageous!

Even Lord Xiao Qiong, the Lord of Cangyun Prefecture, is recognized by the entire human race as a peerless cultivation genius who appears only once in a century.

It took him a full three years to break through from the Rock Realm to the Thousand Jun Realm!

what about you?

Two months?

From the Rock Realm all the way to the Peak of a Thousand Pounds?

Do you eat rare and precious herbs like food, or drink the essence of high-level alien races like water?!

"elder brother……"

Fan Rui felt a slight tugging sensation on his sleeve.

Turning around, he saw his younger sister looking at him with a blank expression.

Fan Yue's voice was very low, carrying a deep sense of self-doubt.

"Brother, am I seeing things?"

She swallowed hard, her gaze shifting back and forth between Liu Bo, Luo Yurou, and the others.

Why do I feel...they're so strong?

"The aura emanating from that girl was even more terrifying than that of the senior students at the university..."

Fan Rui's lips twitched violently twice.

Don't ask me.

Fan Rui's voice was devoid of emotion.

"I don't know either."

Just as the Fog Moon Squad was collectively lost in self-doubt and stagnation.

The battle ahead has already exploded in an instant.

The five Thousand-Pound Peak Thorn Feather Clan members, who had previously been arrogant and looking at their prey with mocking eyes, were now clearly enraged by the group of humans who had suddenly rushed out.

They are a superior alien race!

In this outer area, they are the absolute overlords. When did it become the turn of a few human prey to shout and yell in front of them?

"roar--!"

The largest member of the Thornfeather Clan at the head of the group let out an extremely sharp screech.

Its broad, bony wings suddenly flapped downwards.

A sudden gust of wind arose, and yellow sand filled the sky.

Its massive body stirred up a gust of wind, and the half-meter-long, chilling bone spikes on its wingtips, accompanied by a piercing shriek that tore through the air, went straight for Liu Bo's face, who was charging at the front!

The speed was so fast that even Fan Rui could only barely catch a fleeting afterimage.

"Be careful!"

Fan Rui exclaimed in surprise.

However, faced with this devastating and fatal blow...

Liu Bo didn't even blink.

Instead of adopting any defensive stance, he curled his lips into a smirk, displaying a rather bored expression.

"Press down and thrust forward on the right wing, shifting the center of gravity to the left."

Liu Bo muttered something under his breath.

"Isn't there anything fresh at all?"

Just as the bone spur was less than ten centimeters from the tip of his nose, and the foul smell from the spur had already ruffled the stray hairs on his forehead.

Only then did Liu Bo make a move.

He did not back down.

He suddenly tilted his upper body to the right, bent his knees slightly, and slid forward half a step.

"Whoosh!"

The deadly bone spur grazed his left cheek by an extremely small margin!

He wasn't hurt in the slightest!

"Then he turned and swept horizontally, just three inches from his armpit, leaving a wide opening!"

Liu Bo seemed to have a premonition, muttering to himself.

Using the momentum of his sliding step, the standard longsword in his hand drew an extremely tricky and ruthless silver-white arc from bottom to top.

"Pfft!"

The sword's edge precisely sliced ​​into the area three inches below the left armpit of the Thorn Feather Clan member.

That was the only soft, blind spot that the Thornfeather Clan's entire body of bone armor couldn't cover!

The longsword was embedded in the hilt.

Liu Bo twisted his wrist sharply, and a violent surge of Yuan energy, weighing six jin, exploded instantly within the Thorn Feather Clan's body along the sword.

The thorny-feathered creature didn't even have time to utter a scream before its heart was ripped apart.

The massive body, propelled by inertia, slammed onto the yellow earth behind Liu Bo, twitched twice, and then died completely.

One strike!

Just one strike!

He killed a high-level alien race at the peak of the Thousand-Jin Realm, despite being of a much higher level!

Fan Rui's eyes were wide open, as if they were about to burst.

What kind of divine prediction is this?!

That set of movements was like a script that had been rehearsed countless times!

How could he know the trajectory of the Thornfeather Clan's attack? And how could he know where its extremely well-hidden weakness was?!

This is not finished.

The battlefield on the right.

Rong Jing didn't even flinch when faced with a thorny feathered creature pouncing on her.

She even yawned, looking a little bored.

"The opening move is the Bone Wing Strangler. I've seen that combo at least a thousand times in the card room, if not eight hundred. Can't you come up with something new?"

Before she finished speaking, the long whip in her hand lashed out with an extremely sharp sonic boom.

The whip did not attack the Thornfeather Clan's vital points, but instead, at an extremely strange angle, precisely wrapped around the second joint of the Thornfeather Clan's right bony wing.

That place is the central hub where the Thornfeather Clan exerts its power!

"Get down here!"

Rong Jing suddenly pulled her arm downwards.

The thorny winged creature in mid-air instantly lost its balance, its massive body falling uncontrollably to one side.

The moment it landed, Rong Jing, who had been waiting there, gripped the short dagger in her left hand and plunged it deep into an extremely thin gap in the cervical vertebrae.

Flowing like clouds and water.

Without any hindrance or obstruction.

The second Thornfeather Clan member is dead!

The most despairing one is Luo Yurou.

She stood still, without even moving an inch.

Facing the largest and most ferocious thorny feather tribe member charging head-on, Luo Yurou merely raised her right hand.

The immense Yuan power at the peak of a thousand pounds suddenly erupted.

Crimson light condensed in her palm, and the surrounding air instantly became incredibly hot, even distorting the light due to the intense heat.

That's the terrifying power of the S-rank martial art "Burning Technique"!

"Die."

Luo Yurou said softly.

"boom!"

A burst of extremely violent crimson flame erupted from her palm.

The flames completely ignored the Thornfeather Clan's tough bone armor defense and instantly pierced through its body!

The thorny winged creature that charged at her had no chance to struggle; its massive body froze in mid-air.

Then, its eyes lost their luster, and it crashed heavily to Luo Yurou's feet.

A complete annihilation!

Luo Yurou didn't even move an inch!

Throughout the entire battle, from Liu Bo shouting "One person, one kill" to the five arrogant peak-level Thorn Feather Clan warriors all turning into corpses on the ground.

All told, it took less than a minute!

On the wilderness.

The wind continued to blow, stirring up a few wisps of yellow sand.

Liu Bo skillfully pulled out a dagger from his waist, stepped on the corpse of the Thorn Feather Clan, and began to skillfully cut the valuable material.

"The wingtip spurs on this one are in pretty good condition; they can be exchanged for a lot of credits."

"Rong Jing, hurry up and extract the essence blood from that one over there, don't waste it! Princess Candice's bounty is waiting for us to complete the mission!"

"Hurry up, after we finish this round, we need to rush back for the 'evil energy purification' spa treatment. I booked an afternoon appointment!"

The group of people chatted enthusiastically as they deftly dissected the corpse.

The relaxed and carefree tone in his voice was as natural as an elderly person picking out discounted cabbages at a morning market.

Not far away.

The five members of the Mist Moon Squad remained in their previous fearful and wary postures.

A deathly silence spread among them.

Fan Rui's mouth was half-open, his Adam's apple was stiff in mid-air, and he couldn't swallow no matter what he did.

He watched as the students from Cangyun Prefecture returned home, chatting and laughing, their bags full of treasures.

He then looked at the five corpses of the advanced alien races on the ground, which were dead beyond any doubt.

This battle—

Clean and neat.

It's like slaughtering a pig.

No! That's not right!

You weren't doing this so effortlessly when you slaughtered pigs last time, were you?

Last time, you guys were hit so badly that your ribs were broken, your intestines were flying out, and you were missing arms and legs. You barely managed to win that Pyrrhic victory by risking your lives!

How come we are now facing a superior thorn-feathered race that is many times stronger than the Rock Ridge Porcupine?

You guys killed them as easily as if it were child's play?!

These past two months.

What on earth happened to those people from Cangyun Martial Arts University?!