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

Cangyun Prefecture, the official residence of the prefect.

In the spacious and bright office, Ling Shu stood in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window.

Today she was wearing a smart black business suit, with those gold-rimmed glasses perched on her nose.

But at this moment, her brows were tightly furrowed.

Has the news been confirmed?

"Confirmed, Secretary Ling."

A clerk handed over the document bearing the highest seal of the federal government.

"An emergency notice issued by the federal government overnight."

"The rules for this year's Youth Martial Arts Competition have undergone significant adjustments."

"To enhance the practical combat experience of young human warriors in the multiverse battlefield, this competition will add an extra event to the existing arena matches: an alien race hunting competition?"

After reviewing the documents, Ling Shu rubbed her slightly swollen temples.

"An alien hunting competition?"

"So, you're saying we're going to drag all the participating teams from the twelve prefectures to the battlefield of the heavens to fight the alien races in real combat?"

"Yes."

"Furthermore, the notice also clearly stated..."

"Shangjing Wuhan University will also participate in all competition events this year."

"What?!"

Ling Shu suddenly raised her head, a look of undisguised shock flashing in her eyes behind her gold-rimmed glasses.

"Even the Beijing Martial Arts University is coming?!"

This news shocked her even more than the addition of the inter-racial hunting competition.

The Capital Martial Arts University is undoubtedly the highest institution of learning for the entire human race, and the ultimate holy land in the hearts of all young martial artists.

If we consider Qinglanfu and Wuyuefu as traditionally strong schools, they are key universities.

Compared to Shangjing Martial Arts University, Cangyun Martial Arts University is no different from a second-rate vocational school.

At Cangyun Martial Arts University, one can graduate after reaching the Thousand Jun Realm in four years.

But at Wuhan University in Beijing?

The Thousand-Jin Realm is just the most basic entry requirement for them!

They have only one standard for admitting students—

That's an unparalleled genius!

Even if you are the son of a Dao Integration Realm expert, if your aptitude is insufficient, don't even think about entering the gates of the Capital Martial Arts University.

In the annual Youth Martial Arts Competition, the students from the Capital Martial Arts University have always attended as referees or guests, and have never bothered to compete with students from the other eleven prefectures for any ranking.

Because the difference in strength is no longer on the same level.

"What is the federal government trying to do?"

Ling Shu walked behind the desk and sat down, her fingers lightly tapping the surface.

"The rules were suddenly changed, and the Beijing Martial Arts University was brought into the fray again..."

Ling Shu's intuition told her that there was definitely some unknown deeper meaning hidden behind this.

Or rather, the situation on the battlefield of the heavens may undergo major changes.

"but……"

Ling Shu let out a long sigh, her tense shoulders relaxing slightly.

"The fact that the Martial Arts Master from the capital is not participating has little to do with our Cangyun Prefecture."

Anyway, Cangyun Prefecture has been at the bottom every year. After the outcome of the martial arts competition in the capital, the ones who should be worried are the traditionally strong prefectures like Qinglan Prefecture and Wuyue Prefecture, which have always wanted to compete for first place.

For Cangyun Prefecture, winning just one or two matches and escaping the embarrassing situation of being last place would be a blessing.

"Fortunately, this time the Lord of the Manor is leading the team personally."

Ling Shu pictured Xiao Qiong's thin but absolutely reliable figure in her mind, and a smile finally appeared on her lips.

"The Lord of the Palace led the special training class and trained them for three whole months in the core area of ​​A4 of the Battlefield of the Heavens."

"With a Dao Fusion Realm expert protecting them day and night, even if those fifty children have mediocre talent, their combat experience will definitely take a qualitative leap."

Thinking about this, Ling Shu actually felt a bit more looking forward to the newly added "Alien Hunting Competition".

Perhaps, in this competition, their Cangyun Prefecture can really make a breakthrough!

"Judging by the time, the three-month intensive training should be coming to an end soon."

Ling Shu stood up and picked up her coat, which was draped over the back of the chair.

Before setting off to welcome the returning special training class, she decided to first go and have a good talk with her grandfather, Ling Jian, the previous lord of Cangyun Prefecture.

She wanted to hear the old manor lord's opinion.

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On the outskirts of Cangyun Prefecture, there was a secluded courtyard.

This is the residence of the former prefect, Hisashi Ken, after his retirement.

Several ancient pine trees grow in the courtyard, creating a tranquil environment with a faint aroma of tea and wine in the air.

Ling Shu pushed open the courtyard gate, just about to call for help.

Her gaze passed through the pavilion in the center of the courtyard, and she froze on the spot as if she had been frozen in place.

Inside the pavilion, a half-finished chess game lay on a stone table.

An old man was sitting on each side.

The one on the left is wearing a loose Tang suit, with white hair and beard, holding a small wine cup in his hand, squinting as he savors the taste of the wine.

It was her grandfather, the former head of the manor, Ling Jian.

And the one on the right...

Wearing a faded gray robe, he was chewing bubble gum with a "bia bia bia" sound, and even blew a big pink bubble.

With a "snap".

The bubble burst and stuck to his gray beard.

The old man casually picked at the board with his fingers, then picked up a black piece and placed it on the board with a "thud".

"Four live, I won!"

"Hahaha! Old man, bring me some wine!"

Ling Shu stared intently at the gaunt old man in the gray robe.

In that instant, she felt her mind go blank.

It's like an old washing machine turning on spin mode, spinning wildly at its highest speed, shattering your thoughts into pieces.

"Lord Xiao... Lord Xiao Qiong?!"

Ling Shu's voice instantly rose eight octaves, becoming so sharp it almost cracked.

She rushed into the pavilion and slapped the Go board, which had been locked in a fierce battle for a long time, over the table.

"What are you doing here?!"

Ling Shu's gaze swept frantically over Xiao Qiong, as if she had seen some incredibly unbelievable monster.

Shouldn't he be in the A4 core area of ​​the battlefield of the heavens, protecting those fifty students in the special training class?!

Why is he sitting here, playing chess and drinking with his grandfather?!

"Oh, Ling Shu is here."

Xiao Qiong picked off the last bit of chewing gum residue from his beard and looked up with a smile.

"Come, come, sit down and have a drink."

"I'll drink your big head, you idiot!"

Ling Shu, who usually pays great attention to her demeanor, completely lost control at this moment.

She overturned the wine cup in front of Xiao Qiong, grabbed Xiao Qiong's gray robe collar with both hands, and her eyes almost popped out of their sockets.

"If you were here... what about the fifty students?!"

Where are they?!

An extremely terrifying thought exploded in Ling Shu's mind like a nuclear bomb.

Could it be that he...?

They just threw those fifty students, who hadn't even reached the Thousand-Jin Realm, into the A4 core area of ​​the Battlefield of All Heavens, right?!

"Ouch, be gentle, be gentle, don't tear this old man's clothes."

Xiao Qiong was not angry at all; instead, she patted Ling Shu's hand with a cheerful smile.

"Those little brats? They're still on the battlefield of the heavens."

Ling Shu's hand suddenly trembled.

Finished!

At this moment, Ling Jian, the former prefect who had been silent all along, slowly put down the wine cup in his hand.

"You've come at the perfect time."

"Quickly take your Lord back."

Ling Jian gave a cold snort, clearly annoyed.

"This old scoundrel has been freeloading at my place for almost three months, and he's almost finished off all the good wine I've been saving!"

"Three...three months?!"

Ling Shu completely loosened her grip on Xiao Qiong's collar.

She staggered back two steps and fell heavily onto the stone bench in the pavilion.

An indescribable chill crept up her tailbone and, like a venomous snake, began to crawl wildly toward the back of her head.

She felt a chill run through her body, and even her breath felt like it was filled with ice.

Three months.

After sending the fifty students at the Rock Realm into the Battlefield of the Heavens, Xiao Qiong went straight back to drink.

That's the A4 core area, where alien races from the Heavenly Sea Realm could appear at any time!

There was no Dharma protector at the Fusion Realm.

There were no supplies.

There was no rescue.

……

She dared not think any further.

Ling Shu's lips trembled violently, and her eyes were vacant.

Fifty Rock Realm warriors will stay in the core area for three months.

What kind of youth martial arts competition is this?!

If we were to collect the body now, we probably wouldn't even be able to find a single intact bone!