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

Ling Shu doubted whether she was dreaming.

What did he just say?

Everyone?

Fifty people, all of them broke through to the Thousand-Jin Realm?!

Ling Shu, completely disregarding her ladylike image, opened her mouth wide and stared intently at Liu Bo.

"Say that again?"

"Teacher Ling Shu, all students in the special training class have broken through to the Thousand-Jin Realm!"

Liu Bo chuckled and repeated it.

How is that possible??

Three months ago, the highest level these people reached was only the eighth level of the Rock Realm!

Even if all the resources of Cangyun Prefecture were poured into them, it would be impossible for all fifty people to cross the barrier of the major realm in one go!

However, Liu Bo's report did not end there.

This is just the beginning.

"Among them! One person is at the peak of the Thousand-Pound Realm!"

Liu Bo's voice continued to boom in the courtyard.

All eyes instinctively turned to Luo Yurou, who was standing at the front of the line.

Luo Yurou remained calm, with a faint crimson flame flickering across her body.

"hiss--"

Ling Shu gasped for air, feeling a chill run down her spine.

Peak of the Thousand-Pound Realm?!

This means that he is only one step away from reaching the Flying Realm!

That monstrous freshman at Qinglan Martial Arts University, who's known as a once-in-a-century prodigy, is only at the eighth level of the Thousand-Pound Realm!

"Ninth level of the Thousand-Pound Realm, two people!"

Liu Bo raised his chin even higher and pointed his thumb unceremoniously at himself and Rong Jing beside him.

"Eighth level of the Thousand-Pound Realm, two people!"

"The remaining forty-five people are all at least at the third level of the Thousand-Pound Realm!"

"Report complete!"

After shouting the last four words, Liu Bo abruptly stopped and stood at attention again.

The entire courtyard fell into a deathly silence.

Only the rustling sound of the wind blowing through the burning trees could be heard.

Ling Shu stood frozen in place.

Her legs had completely lost sensation, and her mind felt like it was being bombarded with countless thunderclaps.

One person at the peak of the Thousand Jun Realm.

Two people, weighing a thousand pounds and nine layers high.

Two people, weighing eight thousand pounds.

At least three times the weight of a thousand pounds!

How could Cangyun Martial Arts University be considered the worst?

Such a stellar lineup! Even if traditional powerhouses like Qinglan Martial Arts University and Wuyue Martial Arts University brought out all their top senior students, they couldn't match this!

Even in terms of top-tier combat power, Cangyun Prefecture has achieved absolute dominance!

Is this a hallucination?

Ling Shu bit her tongue hard, the sharp pain confirming that she was conscious.

However, this completely violates the common sense of human martial arts cultivation!

What inhuman tortures and extraordinary adventures did they endure at this resort over the past three months?!

Just when Ling Shu's worldview was completely shattered.

Luo Yurou, who was standing at the front of the group, slowly turned around.

Her gaze swept calmly over the forty-nine students behind her.

In those forty-nine pairs of eyes, there was not the slightest fear of the upcoming competition, only a burning, fervent fighting spirit.

"Students."

Luo Yurou's voice was clear and crisp, yet it carried an undeniable air of authority.

The Youth Martial Arts Competition is just around the corner.

"Tell me loudly, what is our goal this time?!"

next second.

Fifty young martial artists, who had died countless times in the War of Ten Thousand Races chess and card room, whose meridians had been rebuilt in the life-giving spring, and who had frantically walked on the edge of life and death to earn credit points, took a step forward at the same time.

"boom!"

The ground trembled.

Fifty men, their necks bulging with veins and their eyes glowing with an extremely frightening red light, roared in unison with the force of tearing their throats apart.

"First!!!"

"First!!!"

The roar almost materialized into a sonic wave, soaring straight into the sky.

Ling Shu stood there, watching the group of young people whose blood was surging and whose fighting spirit was soaring.

Her eyes welled up with tears again.

A strange, extremely strong emotion surged from my chest to my head.

Moving.

Distressed.

These children fought their way out in the most adverse conditions.

Their spirits are good!

but……

Ling Shu wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and reason once again prevailed.

Take first place?

Given their current strength, it is indeed possible for them to crush powerful clans like Qinglan and Wuyue.

However, the rules have changed this year.

This year, Beijing Martial Arts University is participating!

They were a group of monstrous geniuses whose entrance standard was the Thousand-Jin Realm! They were the core monster concentration camp of the entire human race!

Looking at the students, their fighting spirit soaring, she felt a sense of unease, unsure of how to begin.

Should I demoralize them at this time?

She couldn't bear it.