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

"Sister Jing..."

Inside the training area of ​​Cangyun Martial Arts University, Zhao Feng gripped the metal railing tightly with both hands, leaning halfway out to look around.

He was one of the first martial artists to team up with Liu Bo and others, and the group became closer.

Looking at the sea of ​​black-clad, bloodshot-eyed students from Nanjiang Martial Arts University on the arena, Zhao Feng's Adam's apple bobbed.

"Brother Bo...he can't be beaten to death, can he?"

Fifty Thousand-Jin Realm experts!

A few years ago, Cangyun Martial Arts University wouldn't have dared to even glance at such strength.

Rong Jing crossed her arms over her chest, leaning against the railing, her posture extremely relaxed.

She didn't even turn to look at Zhao Feng, but simply played with a small piece of whip tip in her hand very casually.

Don't worry.

Rong Jing spoke calmly.

"If he can't even handle these few dozen weaklings who have barely climbed to the Thousand-Jin Realm, he might as well find a block of tofu and smash his head against it."

Rong Jing said she wasn't worried at all.

Others might not know, but how could she not know Liu Bo's current situation?

In the final month at the Myriad Races Resort, everything changed after Luo Yurou opened the S-rank martial art "Burning Technique" from the Heavenly Jar.

Without any hesitation or even a stutter, Luo Yurou directly took out this unparalleled divine skill, which could be described as defying the heavens, and shared it with her and Liu Bo.

Although everyone had scraped together the money to buy the jar, everyone knew that Luo Yurou's incredible luck was the only reason she was able to open a treasure of this level.

If it were anyone else, faced with an S-rank technique that could allow someone to fight beyond their level and even grow into a regional overlord, they would have kept it hidden long ago, afraid that others would even glance at it.

Luo Yurou shared it so openly.

Rong Jing turned her head and glanced at Luo Yurou, who was standing at the front of the line with a calm expression.

A deep sense of gratitude flashed in her eyes.

This kindness is too heavy.

"Liu Bo must be thinking the same thing."

Rong Jing muttered to herself, "Although this guy usually talks nonsense and seems extremely unreliable, he's actually quite shrewd."

If a prestigious S-rank martial art like the "Burning Technique" can't even defeat dozens of ordinary martial artists of the same rank, or even several minor realms lower, then it doesn't deserve to be called S-rank.

Rong Jing turned her gaze back to the ring.

At this moment, the atmosphere on the arena had reached an extremely tense point.

The fifty students from Nanjiang Wuda University spread out in a semi-circle, their eyes blazing with fury.

If looks could kill, Liu Bo would have been reduced to ashes hundreds of times over.

"Kid, you're dead today!"

The boy roared through gritted teeth.

"No surrendering later! Anyone who surrenders is a coward!"

He was faced with the menacing gazes of these fifty men, who seemed intent on killing him.

Liu Bo not only didn't take a step back, but tilted his head, pulled up the corners of his mouth, and revealed an extremely contemptuous and irritating smile.

"That's great!"

"It's a deal!"

Liu Bo extended his little finger and casually picked at his ear, then nonchalantly blew on his fingertip.

"Go to hell!!"

The students of Nanjiang Martial Arts University were completely ignited by these four words. Dozens of them took a step forward at the same time, and fifty Yuan Power auras of the Thousand Jun Realm pressed down on them as if they were real.

The mocking expression on Liu Bo's face vanished instantly.

He gripped the hilt of the long sword at his waist with his right hand.

"Clang!"

The long sword is drawn!

A blinding glint of cold light flashed in the sunlight.

At the same time, an extremely violent, scorching, and even destructive Yuan energy fluctuation exploded from Liu Bo's thin body!

Dark red elemental energy, like tangible flames, instantly wrapped around his blade, distorting the surrounding air violently.

The Thousand-Pound Realm, Ninefold!

Moreover, it is the incomparably domineering Ninefold Thousand Pounds after being tempered by the "Burning Technique"!

That powerful aura was like an invisible hammer, slamming heavily into the chests of the fifty students from Nanjiang Martial Arts University opposite them.

The Nanjiang team, which had been approaching with great momentum, seemed to have crashed into an invisible iron wall in the face of this extremely domineering pressure, and stopped in their tracks.

The people in the front row couldn't help but take a half step back, their weapons trembling slightly from the impact.

After a brief moment of deathly silence in the stands, a sudden burst of screams erupted, as if the dome had been blown off.

"Holy crap! Another Thousand-Pound Nine-Heavens?!"

"Are you kidding me?! What's going on with this competition? There are so many dark horses!"

The man in the short shirt suddenly stood up, gripping the railing tightly with both hands, his eyes wide like copper bells, cosplaying as Black Cat Detective.

"First, there was the suddenly mutated Rock Demon bloodline at Xiling Martial Arts University, then Nanjiang Martial Arts University's unprecedented full-scale Thousand Jun Realm, and now it's even more outrageous—the two people who have already appeared at Cangyun Martial Arts University are both at the ninth level of the Thousand Jun Realm!"

"Good heavens!"

A spectator in the back row suddenly slapped his thigh, his face flushed with excitement.

"These three bottom-ranked teams from previous years have clearly conspired to unleash their ultimate moves this year! This isn't just a battle of weaklings, it's a clash of gods!"

On the arena.

The male student from Nanjiang Wuda University who was there to greet them was now experiencing uncontrollable, frantic facial twitching.

He stared blankly at Liu Bo, who was enveloped in dark red Yuan energy and looked like a god of death descending to earth, his mind a jumbled mess.

What's going on?

What's going on at Cangyun Martial Arts University this year?!

Including the girl who whipped someone yesterday, this is the second one to reach the ninth level of the Thousand-Pound Strike!

In the entire Nanjiang Martial Arts University, even the strongest captain was only at the Thousand Jun Threefold level!

So, the fact that Cangyun Martial Arts University was at the bottom for the past ten years was all an act?

Are they playing the game of biding their time and waiting for revenge?!

A chilling fear began to spread through the ranks of Nanjiang Wuda students.

"Afraid? What's there to be afraid of!"

The male receptionist gritted his teeth, forcibly suppressing the panic in his heart, and shouted at the top of his lungs, trying to rekindle the team's fighting spirit.

"Even if he's strong, he's just one person! We're all at the Thousand-Jin Realm, and there are fifty of us!"

"We could drown him with just a spit from each of us!"

"Yes! Drown him!"

The students from Nanjiang behind them seemed to have grasped at the last straw and shouted in unison.

Upon hearing this, Liu Bo's previously cold face suddenly revealed an extremely disgusted expression.

He took half a step back, looking disgusted.

"No spitting!"

"We're all college students, let's get physical instead of just talking!"

He dragged a long sword in his right hand, the tip of which drew a piercing spark on the alloy arena as he slowly approached.

"Weren't you all quite the chatterboxes at the registration area yesterday?"

Liu Bo's gaze was like a knife, slashing fiercely at the face of the male receptionist.

"Those nostrils are practically pointing to the sky! I thought everyone at Nanjiang Martial Arts University was at the Flying Heaven Realm this year!"

"So, with such a pathetic foundation at the first or second level of the Thousand-Pound Realm, you dare to come out and look down on others like that?"

Liu Bo suddenly raised his chin, pointing his long sword straight at the sky, and dark red Yuan energy shot into the air along the blade.

"Come!"

"Let me teach you what true 'dimensional reduction attack' really means today!"

Below the arena.

The tall, thin teacher, Mr. Wu, who was leading the team from Nanjiang Wuda University, had already slumped down in a chair in the preparation area.

His face looked ashen, as if he had just swallowed a dead fly.

It’s over.

It's all over.

Teacher Wu gripped her hair tightly with both hands, cursing Zhou Bin, the vice principal of Cangyun Martial Arts University, a thousand times over in her mind.

"Zhou Bin, you bastard!"

Teacher Wu was screaming inwardly.

"Is this what you meant by letting me crush Cangyun Martial Arts University in the arena?!"

"You call this suppression?!"

He looked up at Liu Bo, who was like a god of death on the stage, and then at his fifty students who had been completely overwhelmed by the opponent's aura.

Who the hell is suppressing whom here?!

Your Cangyun Martial Arts Academy released a monster of this caliber to participate in the competition. Zhou Bin, do you want our Nanjiang Prefecture to die even faster?