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

Just as Xu Tianlin was lying on the boss's chair in the resort lobby, watching the construction points on the system panel jump wildly, and happily planning the next expansion plan.

Nanjiang Prefecture, the main venue for the Human Race's Twelve Prefectures Youth Martial Arts Competition.

The second round of the lottery ceremony has concluded amidst the roar of machinery.

The huge holographic projection screen flickered violently twice in mid-air.

[Match 1: Cangyun Martial Arts University VS Wuyue Martial Arts University]

The moment those words lit up, the atmosphere in the preparation area of ​​Wuyue Martial Arts University plummeted to freezing point.

"well……"

Fan Rui stood there, staring at the four characters "Cangyun Martial Arts University" on the screen, and let out a long sigh.

"What incredible luck!!"

Fan Rui's facial features were all squeezed together.

Of the six universities that advanced to the second round, if he had to choose, he would rather face Qinglan University, the reigning champion.

He knew it very well.

The Cangyun Martial Arts University in front of us, which seems to be at the bottom of the rankings for all time, is actually the strongest this year, apart from the Beijing Martial Arts University!

The scene he had witnessed a few days earlier on the outskirts of the battlefield of the heavens resurfaced in Fan Rui's mind.

He then shivered.

"They're all crazy—"

"elder brother……"

Fan Yue cautiously approached.

"What... should we do?"

Fan Yue's voice was very low, her fingers gripping the sword hilt tightly, her knuckles turning white from the excessive force.

"What? What should we do?"

Fan Rui took a deep breath and spread his hands.

"Just admit defeat!"

It was very straightforward, without any hesitation or delay.

Fighting is no big deal!

There was absolutely no hope of winning.

They might even suffer irreversible psychological trauma from those madmen who are used to killing people on the ring.

Since we're destined to lose, we might as well just go for it.

Fan Yue looked at her brother's serious eyes and nodded heavily.

She had no objections.

On the contrary, he was really afraid that his brother would lose to Cangyun Martial Arts University, the "bottom-ranked king," because he couldn't let go of his pride.

The edge of the ring.

The referee had just raised the red flag, taken a deep breath, and was about to give the order for both teams to enter the field.

"Wuyue Martial Arts University concedes defeat!"

Fan Rui's voice rang out, instantly spreading to every corner of the entire venue.

The red flag held high by the referee suddenly froze.

He turned his head in surprise, staring wide-eyed at Fan Rui, who strode to the edge of the preparation zone.

After a brief period of deathly silence.

The audience was in an uproar.

"Holy crap! What's going on?!"

The burly, shirtless man in the front row suddenly jumped up from his seat, crushing the water bottle in his hand, splashing water everywhere.

"No, who admitted defeat? Wuyue Martial Arts University?!"

He gripped the railing tightly with both hands, stretched his neck out, and vigorously picked at his ears.

"Did I hear that right? Shouldn't it be the perennial bottom-ranked Cangyun Martial Arts University that's admitting defeat?"

The skinny guy next to him wearing glasses was also stunned; his glasses had slipped down to the tip of his nose, and he didn't even bother to push them up.

"Are you crazy? Wuyue Martial Arts University has always been among the top three strongest universities!"

"They didn't back down against tough opponents like Wangchuan Martial Arts University in the first round, so how come they surrendered before the fight even started against these pushovers like Cangyun Martial Arts University?"

"Could it be because of that girl who just went into battle?"

Someone pointed at Rong Jing in the Cangyun preparation area and guessed loudly.

"That girl's cultivation level was at the ninth level of the Thousand-Pound Realm!"

"Bullshit! That shouldn't be happening!"

Immediately, someone retorted loudly, spitting everywhere.

"Even if Cangyun Martial Arts University got incredibly lucky and recruited a master at the ninth level of the Thousand-Jin Realm, the overall strength of Wuyue Martial Arts University is absolutely overwhelming!"

"Their captain, Fan Rui, is also at the eighth level of the Thousand-Pound Stance! Even if she can't win one-on-one, are the remaining forty-nine people from Wuyue Martial Arts University just for show? A war of attrition will wear her down!"

The audience in the stands were completely bewildered, and various speculations and doubts swept across the entire venue like a tsunami.

This is the preparation area of ​​Wuhan University in Nanjiang.

The fifty students looked at each other, completely bewildered, as the bright red words "Wuhan University of Wuyue Abandons" lit up on the holographic screen.

"Did Wuyue Martial Arts University take money?"

The boy who had been in charge of reception and had been making sarcastic remarks about Cangyun Martial Arts University was now leaning back in his chair, spitting out a mouthful of saliva with utter disdain.

"Looks like Wuyue Martial Arts University isn't all that great after all!"

He sneered, his tone full of disdain.

"I used to think they were something! I thought they were tough guys, but they ran into someone even slightly tougher and they were completely screwed!"

A student with a buzz cut next to him also came over and nodded in deep agreement.

"you do not say!"

The boy with the buzz cut glanced in the direction of Cangyun Martial Arts University and pursed his lips.

"Cangyun Martial Arts University just got incredibly lucky to recruit a girl at the Thousand-Pound Ninth Level, and Wuyue Martial Arts University actually admitted defeat!"

"This is a series of fifty people fighting in a row! The Grand Tournament has clear rules: the use of energy-restoring pills is absolutely prohibited during the competition!"

The short-haired guy crossed his arms, looking like he knew everything.

"Even if that Thousand-Pound Ninth Level cultivator is incredibly powerful, his internal energy is finite. With so many people at Misty Moon Martial Arts University, they can wear him down completely!"

"Who can argue with that!"

The male receptionist slapped his thigh, a glint of inflated confidence flashing in his eyes.

"It seems these so-called powerful military academies are nothing special! They're all just paper tigers hyped up by outsiders!"

He turned his head and looked at his classmates, his eyes gleaming with ambition.

"Brothers, our Nanjiang Martial Arts University has received a large amount of top-tier supplies this year!"

"Maybe after this year, our Nanjiang Martial Arts University can also kick that weakling Wuyue down and successfully join the T1 level!"

In the preparation area of ​​Nanjiang Wuda University, a burst of extremely arrogant low laughter erupted.

On the arena.

After repeatedly confirming his decision to forfeit to Fan Rui, the referee finally waved the red flag with utter helplessness.

"Wuhan University concedes defeat!"

"Cangyun Martial Arts University advances to the next round!"

The game continues.

Qinglan Martial Arts University, unfortunately, was drawn as Beijing Martial Arts University.

Qinglan Martial Arts University, which has won the championship for several consecutive years, obviously does not have the "open-mindedness" of Wuyue Martial Arts University in directly admitting defeat.

They chose to fight to the death.

Fifty elite students from Qinglan Martial Arts University, including the twelve-year-old genius Chen Tiantian with a cultivation level of eight thousand jun, launched an extremely fierce fifty-person gauntlet battle.

however.

The gap in strength cannot be bridged by mere enthusiasm.

On the Beijing Martial Arts University side, the slightly chubby boy from the first round was still the one who went up to fight.

He stood in the center of the ring, not even moving more than three meters.

Faced with Qinglan Martial Arts University's relentless and overwhelming offensive.

The chubby boy simply swung his fist and clapped his hands casually.

There were no flashy martial arts techniques, no dazzling lights and shadows.

Only the purest and most violent elemental power can crush it!

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

"Bang!"

The dull thuds of impact echoed continuously on the ring.

The students of Qinglan Martial Arts University were like eggs lining up to crash into an iron wall, one after another being blasted off the stage by the immense force.

Even Chen Tiantian, who was highly anticipated, was blasted out of the arena by the fat boy's extremely powerful straight punch after less than three minutes. He and his sword were sent crashing heavily onto the protective shield, causing him to cough up blood and fall unconscious.

Wearing fifty pieces at once!

Qinglan Martial Arts University's path to consecutive championships came to a complete halt in the face of an extremely despairing act of violence.

"Invincible! Invincible!"

"The Beijing Martial Arts University is simply crushing them!"

The audience's emotions were also stirred up by the scene of one player defeating 50 opponents.

"If you ask me, we should just give the championship to Beijing Wuhan University. Why bother with a competition? Isn't that redundant?"