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

The crowd automatically parted to create a wide passage.

A group of people dressed in specially made moon-white martial arts outfits walked confidently into the registration hall.

The young man at the head of the group was tall and straight, with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes. The crescent moon totem on his chest, shrouded in mist, looked particularly exquisite.

It was none other than Fan Rui, the genius captain of Wuyue Martial Arts University.

Beside him, Fan Yue, with her hair tied in a high ponytail, looked around with lively eyes.

The rest of the team members were all calm and composed, exuding a sense of superiority unique to students from top schools.

The receptionists from Nanjiang Martial Arts University who were just mocking Cangyun Martial Arts University changed their expressions instantly upon seeing the moon-white school uniform, as if by magic.

The boy who almost slipped under the table stood up with a "whoosh," his movement so sudden that he even knocked over the chair behind him.

He didn't even bother to hold the chair; his face instantly plastered with an extremely fawning smile, and he bent over almost at a right angle as he jogged out from behind the counter to greet her.

"Oh my! Welcome to the geniuses of Wuyue Martial Arts University in our Nanjiang Prefecture!"

The boy bowed and scraped, rubbing his hands together in front of him.

"Captain Fan Rui, you must be tired from your journey!"

"We've opened a VIP check-in lane for you. No need to queue, please come this way!"

Several Nanjiang receptionists nearby quickly tidied up the documents on the table and stood by with smiles on their faces, waiting.

This stark contrast stood out starkly in the registration hall.

On one side is Cangyun Martial Arts University, the "perennial bottom-ranked champion" who is ridiculed and subjected to all sorts of difficulties.

On the other side is Wuyue Martial Arts University, a traditionally strong university that is being praised to the skies and flattered to the extreme.

None of the fifty students from Cangyun Martial Arts University showed any resentment.

They simply stood there quietly, watching the clumsy performance with the indifferent gaze one would give a monkey show.

Fan Rui led his team, surrounded by students from Nanjiang Martial Arts University, toward the VIP passage.

Out of politeness, he nodded slightly to the smiling receptionist.

Just as he turned his head and casually glanced across the hall, his gaze inadvertently swept over the group of people at the ordinary window next door.

A dark, fitted outfit.

The familiar cloud pattern totem.

Fan Rui's gaze was instantly and firmly locked onto the three people at the very front of the group, as if drawn by a magnet.

He recognized these people.

Luo Yurou.

Rong Jing.

Liu Bo.

The Thorn Feather Clan members at the peak of their power didn't last a minute against them!

In that instant, Fan Rui's right foot, which was about to step out, froze in mid-air for a fraction of a second without warning.

Then, his foot slammed heavily onto the polished marble floor, producing a sudden, muffled thud that made his previously steady body stagger.

"Brother, what's wrong?"

"It's them."

Fan Rui pointed to Luo Yurou and the others standing to the side.

Fan Yue followed his gaze and her eyes froze instantly.

"They're participating too?"

The worst thing happened.

Fan Yue's heart sank lower and lower.

This year's Youth Martial Arts Competition features students from Beijing Martial Arts University, as well as this group of lunatics from Cangyun Martial Arts University...

Their Wuyue Martial Arts University will probably only get third place at best.

Fan Rui completely ignored the student from Nanjiang University of Technology who was smiling broadly and bending over to lead the way for him.

He turned around and walked straight toward the Cangyun Martial Arts University team at the regular registration window.

The receptionist at Nanjiang Wuhan University was stunned.

He remained bent over, leading the way, a hint of embarrassment flashing across his face.

"Captain Fan?"

He turned his head in confusion, looking at Fan Rui's back.

The VIP passage is on the right. Why are you joining that pile of trash from Cangyun Mansion?

Fan Rui stopped three steps away from Liu Bo and Luo Yurou.

"We meet again."

Fan Rui took a deep breath.

Then, to everyone's astonishment, he clasped his hands together, leaned forward slightly, and performed a perfectly standard and flawless salute between martial artists of the same generation.

"Luo Yurou, Liu Bo, Rong Jing."

Fan Rui's voice was steady, but his tone revealed an undisguised solemnity and reverence.

"We parted ways briefly on the outskirts of the battlefield before, and I never expected to meet you all here again."

The crowd that had been whispering in the registration hall fell silent instantly.

All eyes were scanning back and forth between Fan Rui and the students from Cangyun Martial Arts University.

The captain of Wuyue Martial Arts University, and one of the favorites to win this year's competition.

They actually took the initiative to greet the students from Cangyun Prefecture, which has been at the bottom of the rankings for ages? And in such an extremely humble manner, almost like they were asking for advice?!

Liu Bo glanced at Fan Rui.

"Oh, it's you."

Liu Bo raised an eyebrow, his tone as casual as if he had just bumped into an old man selling pancakes on the street.

"The one from Wuyue Martial Arts University... who's leading the team?"

This nonchalant attitude sent a chill down the spines of students from other universities nearby.

That's insane!

How dare a bottom-ranked student from Cangyun Prefecture speak in such a tone in front of the geniuses of Wuyue Martial Arts University?

But what's even more astonishing is that Fan Rui not only didn't get angry, but seemed to tacitly agree with Liu Bo's attitude.

"It is I."

Fan Rui straightened up and forced a very gentle smile onto his face.

Luo Yurou smiled politely and nodded: "Captain Fan, please guide me in the competition."

This bizarre harmony left the receptionist from Nanjiang University standing nearby completely dumbfounded.

He stood there, frozen, his mind racing.

A few seconds later, he thought he had grasped the truth of the matter.

"Snapped!"

The boy slapped his thigh, his fawning smile returning, even brighter than before. He quickly moved closer to Fan Rui and exclaimed loudly.

"Oh dear! It has to be Captain Fan!"

The boy's voice was extremely loud, as if he was afraid that others wouldn't hear him, and his tone was full of exaggerated praise.

"Look at the quality of those students from Wuyue Martial Arts University! Look at their demeanor!"

He stuck out his thumb, almost touching Fan Rui's face.

"What defines a genius from a top university? This is what you call a genius from a top university!"

Even when facing Cangyun Martial Arts University, a perennial bottom-ranked team that's utterly hopeless and a bunch of useless people on a paid vacation, Captain Fan still maintained such good manners and took the initiative to greet them!

As the boy spoke, he glanced at Liu Bo with utter contempt.

"Tsk tsk tsk, it's only because Captain Fan has a good temper."

"Who would bother with a bunch of losers who can't even gather a few at the Thousand Jun Realm level?"

In the registration hall, the other receptionists from Nanjiang Wuhan University also joined in the laughter.

"Exactly! The students at Wuyue Martial Arts University are truly of high caliber!"

"They treat trash this politely; no wonder they're a top school!"

however.

Standing in front of them, Fan Rui felt a buzzing in his ears.

The gentle smile on his face froze instantly.

He glanced back at the staff members of Nanjiang Prefecture, his face contorted with bulging veins.

Are the people of Nanjiang really that brave?

This is a monster that can cut down alien races at the peak of their power like cabbages!

You call them trash?!

If they're useless, then am I even worse than useless?!