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

Nanjiang Prefecture, the official private rest room for the Youth Martial Arts Competition.

The room was spacious and the air conditioning was on full blast. The leather sofa and glass coffee table were spotless, and several expensive green plants sat in the corner.

Compared to the noisy registration hall outside, it was so quiet here that you could hear someone breathing.

"Click, click, click..."

Liu Bo paced back and forth in the lounge, the hard soles of his military boots making rapid, dull sounds as they stepped on the polished tiles.

He gripped the standard-issue longsword tightly with both hands, his thumbs constantly rubbing back and forth on the anti-slip grooves of the handle.

"These idiots from Nanjiang Martial Arts University are practically asking for death!"

Liu Bo suddenly stopped, turned around, pointed at himself, and gritted his teeth.

"Perennial bottom-ranker? Publicly funded trip?"

"After the draw ceremony, once we're on the stage, I'm going to teach Nanjiang Martial Arts University a lesson."

He died countless times in the chess and card room of the Wanzu Ethnic Resort, and then slaughtered the alien race like pigs for three whole months with real knives and guns.

He now sees everyone as a walking credit point.

Sitting on the sofa, Luo Yurou picked up the paper cup in front of her and took a small sip of warm water.

Seeing Liu Bo's expression, as if he wanted to rush out and chop someone up right now, Luo Yurou smiled and shook her head.

"Alright, it's not worth getting angry with them."

Luo Yurou's voice was very soft, exuding an extremely natural composure.

She put the paper cup down, her gaze calm as still water.

Three months ago, Nanjiang Martial Arts University was indeed Cangyun Martial Arts University's most direct competitor.

We were all struggling, ranking near the bottom, and none of us were convinced of the other's worth.

But now?

After three months of hellish yet incredibly challenging training at the resort, Luo Yurou's perspective had completely changed.

Now, let alone Nanjiang Martial Arts University, she dares to confront Qinglan Martial Arts University head-on.

"I'm not worried about what nonsense the people from Nanjiang Martial Arts University are spouting."

Luo Yurou suppressed her smile, turned to look at Ling Shu standing by the window, and frowned slightly.

"Teacher Ling Shu, what did that martial artist from Nanjiang just say?"

"Vice Principal Zhou sold the training supplies our special training class desperately needed to Nanjiang Martial Arts University at half price?"

Luo Yurou's tone became serious.

"This is on the eve of a major competition; this kind of behavior is practically aiding the enemy!"

"Zhou Bin is the vice principal of our Cangyun Martial Arts University. Is he determined to keep Cangyun Prefecture at the bottom of the rankings by doing this?"

The atmosphere in the lounge instantly turned cold upon hearing this.

Rong Jing, sitting to the side, snorted coldly: "Vice Principal Zhou stabbed us in the back."

"If it weren't for the resort owned by the shop owner, we would have really had to come to Nanjiang Prefecture for publicly funded hospitalization this time!"

Ling Shu stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the bustling crowd outside.

She took a deep breath and forcibly suppressed the raging anger churning in her chest.

She turned around and pushed up her gold-rimmed glasses.

"You don't need to worry about this."

Ling Shu waved her hand, her gaze sweeping over the fifty students in front of her.

"Your task now is to focus on the competition. The draw ceremony will begin in a moment, so get yourself into top form."

"As for Vice Principal Zhou Bin's matter..."

A sharp, cold glint flashed in Ling Shu's eyes.

"I will report everything to the Lord of the Prefecture, and he will make the decision personally. Cangyun Prefecture will never tolerate such a traitorous parasite!"

……

Soon, the lottery ceremony will begin.

The main venue for the Nanjiang Prefecture Youth Martial Arts Tournament is the Central Open-Air Stadium.

The enormous circular grandstand, like a towering steel mountain range, tightly encircles the giant arena in the center.

At this moment, the stands were already packed with people, and banners of various colors fluttered in the wind.

The cacophony of sounds combined was enough to overturn the clouds overhead.

Front row of the audience.

Wang Qiang, holding a bottle of iced drink, turned and shouted loudly at Zhao Lei beside him:

"Old Zhao! Have you heard? Apparently, the rules for this competition have changed!"

"Not only will the legendary Martial Arts Master from the capital personally participate, but an additional alien hunting competition will be added later, taking place in the Battlefield of the Heavens!"

"you do not say!"

Zhao Lei wiped the sweat from his forehead and slapped his thigh excitedly.

"As soon as this news came out, scalper tickets went crazy! Do you know how much I paid for this ticket?"

Zhao Lei held up five fingers and waved them vigorously in front of Wang Qiang.

"A grandstand ticket that originally cost only 200 credits is now being offered by scalpers for 5000 credits with their eyes closed! And they're still incredibly hard to get!"

Wang Qiang clicked his tongue in amazement and glanced at the densely packed crowd around him.

"Then your money was well spent! That's the Beijing Martial Arts University! How often do ordinary people like us have the chance to see monsters of that level?"

"It's said that Nanjiang Prefecture expanded the area around the venue overnight for this competition. Look at all the people here today, just for the opening lottery ceremony alone!"

Looking around, the entire stadium was packed, a sea of ​​black seats.

Everyone was whispering among themselves, anticipating the visual feast that was about to begin.

"Look! The lights on the stage are on! It's about to start!"

Someone shouted, and the roar from the stands instantly rose an octave.

On the platform, two figures slowly walked to the front under the spotlight.

The man on the left, with a burly build and a dignified face, is none other than Xu Qian, the prefect of Nanjiang Prefecture.

The person on the right, dressed in a smart women's martial arts uniform, with a dignified demeanor, is Li Shanshan, the president of the Human Martial Arts Association.

Xu Qian walked to the microphone and pressed his hands down slightly.

The once bustling stadium instantly fell silent under the invisible aura of the Heavenly Sea Realm expert.

"Welcome to Nanjiang, young talents from all prefectures, to participate in this year's Youth Martial Arts Competition."

Xu Qian's deep voice carried throughout the entire venue via the amplification equipment.

"May the martial arts of our human race flourish! Without further ado, please welcome the twelve participating teams!"

The voice just fell.

"boom!"

The massive alloy passageway door on the east side of the venue slowly rose.

The first team to appear was the champion team from the previous competition – Qinglan Martial Arts University.

A group of fifty people, dressed in fitted blue outfits, marched in perfect unison. Each step they took carried an air of extreme confidence and high spirits.

At the very front of the group walked a boy who looked exceptionally young.

He looked to be only twelve or thirteen years old, with a slightly chubby face. But the energy fluctuations emanating from him were so tangible that they were chilling.

It was Chen Tiantian, a genius that Qinglan Martial Arts University had only seen once in a century.

The audience erupted in chaos.

"Look! That kid walking at the front is Chen Tiantian, the genius student from Qinglan Martial Arts University!"

"It's said that the principal of Qinglan Martial Arts University personally invited him to his home. He's only 12 years old, yet his cultivation has already reached the eighth level of the Thousand Jun Realm! This guy is simply a monster!"

"If it weren't for the sudden rule change this time, and the participation of those freaks from Beijing Martial Arts University, Qinglan Martial Arts University would probably be a sure thing for first place in this competition!"

Followed by.

The group emerged again from the alloy passage.

Wangchuan Wuhan University.

Fifty burly young warriors, dressed in dark brown heavy armor, each carried a heavy iron sword almost as tall as a person on their back.

Everyone was expressionless, and every step they took was like a moving mountain, steady and heavy.

Next up is Wuhan University in Songtao.

All of them wore uniform emerald green martial arts attire.

With light and agile steps, the fifty people walked in the passage without making a sound.

Fifty people together felt like a gentle breeze passing through a pine forest.

Subsequently, Wuyue Martial Arts University, Haichuan Martial Arts University...

With top schools gathered, each team's appearance drew thunderous cheers and applause from the audience.

until.

A patch of black appeared at the entrance to the passage.

Fifty students from Cangyun Martial Arts University, led by Luo Yurou, Liu Bo, and Rong Jing, stepped out of the passage.

They did not move in unison, nor did they deliberately release any oppressive energy fluctuations.

They simply walked forward expressionlessly, as calm as passersby who had just finished eating and were taking a walk.

"Look, it's Cangyun Martial Arts University! They've been at the bottom for ten consecutive years, and they still have the nerve to participate?"

"Exactly! This Wuhan University should be shut down and abolished immediately, to save our federal government's educational resources from being wasted every year!"

"Sigh, don't say that. It's said that the legendary hero Xiao Qiong has taken over as the prefect of Cangyun Prefecture this year. Maybe under his leadership, this year's Cangyun Martial Arts Tournament will have something different?"

"What's the difference! Martial Arts University is competing on decades or even centuries of accumulated knowledge and resources! Lord Xiao Qiong is powerful, but he can't just forcibly distribute his cultivation talent to these students, can he?"

"That's right! A friend of mine works at the Chamber of Commerce in Cangyun Prefecture. When his child reached school age, he went to great lengths, selling everything he owned, to transfer his child to a school in the neighboring Haichuan Prefecture. Cangyun Prefecture is long gone!"

The chorus of boos and jeers completely drowned out the Cangyun Martial Arts University team.

"Stop arguing!"

Above the stands, someone suddenly shouted at the top of their lungs, their voice filled with extreme excitement.

"Cangyun Martial Arts University is nothing! It's unimportant!"

"Look at the passage!"

"The martial arts academy in Beijing is here!!!"