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

On the platform, upon hearing Yun Shixian's words, Xiao Qiong simply stroked her beard and smiled, offering no further explanation.

Whether that place is magical or not, these kids will soon be able to give you the answer on the ring.

With the approval of Yun Shixian, a top figure in the human race, Li Shanshan, who had initially looked troubled, suddenly felt confident.

She turned around and nodded to the referee at the edge of the ring below.

The referee understood, raised the red flag high, and then swung it sharply downwards.

"The schedule has been moved up!"

"Cangyun Martial Arts University challenges Shangjing Martial Arts University; the challenge is accepted!"

"Please welcome the contestants from Beijing Martial Arts University to the stage!"

The referee's loudspeaker system clearly amplified these words throughout the 100,000-person venue.

The audience, which had been booing loudly, suddenly erupted into an extremely enthusiastic cheer.

This is the Beijing Martial Arts University!

"Alright!"

Inside the training area of ​​Beijing Martial Arts University, the slightly chubby boy with a round oval face slapped his thighs and stood up with a grin.

He twisted his neck, making a crackling sound like popping beans.

"Leave the job to me, I guarantee he'll roll down on his own within a minute."

The slightly chubby boy flexed his wrists, bent his knees slightly, and prepared to go on stage.

Sudden.

A slender, fair hand, yet exuding an extremely cold aura, gently pressed on his shoulder.

The slightly chubby boy felt a sudden weight on his shoulders, as if he were carrying an ancient iceberg. The Yuan energy he had just gathered was instantly frozen solid.

"I'll do it."

A clear, cold voice sounded behind him.

The slightly chubby boy was taken aback and turned his head in surprise.

The one speaking was Wei Xiaoran.

"Ran-jie, isn't that unnecessary?"

The slightly chubby boy scratched the back of his head, looking somewhat puzzled.

"He's just a guy at the ninth level of the Thousand-Pound Realm, spouting nonsense here because of his special cultivation technique. Just leave it to me to handle; there's no need for you to get involved personally."

Wei Xiaoran ignored his advice, simply waved his hand casually, and stared straight at Liu Bo, who was carrying a long sword in the center of the arena.

Then.

Under the watchful eyes of 100,000 people in the audience, Wei Xiaoran took a step forward.

She didn't step on the hard alloy floor.

Instead, they stepped directly into the air.

"Buzz—"

A visible icy blue elemental energy gathered at the soles of her feet, forming a transparent ice lotus.

She stepped onto the arena step by step, treading on the ice lotus in the void.

Physical body soaring into the air, reaching the realm of flight!

Only martial artists at the Flying Realm can fly.

The noise in the entire venue came to an abrupt halt the moment Wei Xiaoran's feet left the ground.

The slightly chubby boy watched Wei Xiaoran's departing figure fly through the air, then exaggeratedly covered his face with both hands.

"Oh no, Ran-jie is angry!"

Immediately afterwards, he rushed to the very edge of the preparation area, leaned forward, cupped his hands around his mouth, and shouted wildly at Liu Bo on the stage.

"Big brother! Run!!!"

"The boss is terrifying when she's angry!!! People can die!!!"

The chubby boy's shouts echoed around the empty arena.

On the arena.

Liu Bo leaned on his long sword with one hand, quietly watching Wei Xiaoran float down from mid-air to a spot ten meters in front of him.

An extremely cold pressure surged forth like a tidal wave as Wei Xiaoran landed.

Liu Bo could even feel his breath condense into an icy white mist the moment it left his lips.

If it were an ordinary Thousand-Pound Realm cultivator, they probably wouldn't even be able to stand up right now.

However, the "Burning Technique" within Liu Bo's body was operating wildly, and the dark red Yuan Power formed an extremely thin insulating layer on his body surface, which forcefully withstood the chill.

"Wei Xiaoran, right?"

Instead of running away, Liu Bo grinned and revealed an extremely bright, even somewhat enthusiastic, smile.

"It really is the Flying Realm."

"The granddaughter of Wei Peng, the current prefect of Shangjing Prefecture."

"It's widely rumored that you are the only genius among our human race in the past hundred years whose talent rivals that of Lord Xiao Qiong back then?"

Wei Xiaoran's face was as cold as ice as he glanced at Liu Bo.

Without further ado, he slightly raised his right hand, and his fingertips began to gather extremely violent icy blue elemental energy.

"Wait a moment!"

Liu Bo made a pause gesture and suddenly took two steps back.

He simply threw the standard-issue longsword in his hand onto the ground.

A crisp "clang" sounded.

Liu Bo shrugged.

"I can't win! I give up!"

He said it with conviction and conviction, without the slightest hint of shame.

The icy blue elemental energy that Wei Xiaoran had just condensed at his fingertips instantly stalled.

A hint of surprise finally appeared on her perpetually icy face.

You've given up?!

Didn't you just boast that you'd finish the competition today?

The 100,000 spectators in the stands went into complete uproar after a brief moment of mental blankness.

"Holy crap! Are you crazy?!"

Enraged, the burly man smashed his drink cup onto the ring.

"You fucking provoked them, and they personally brought out their trump card from Beijing Martial Arts University, and you didn't even exchange a single blow before admitting defeat?!"

"Yeah, that's so spineless!"

"Is this kid treating the people at Beijing Martial Arts University like fools?!"

"Oh no, did I include Beijing Martial Arts University in my insults?"

A torrent of insults surged toward the ring.

On the arena.

Liu Bo ignored the barrage of insults.

After conceding defeat, he immediately fled the scene.

With a "whoosh," it darted off the stage like an extremely slippery loach.

That speed was three points faster than when he cut down fifty people from Nanjiang Martial Arts University earlier.

What a joke! That girl is a genuine Flying Realm expert!

Liu Bo may be arrogant, but he's not stupid.

Why would someone at the Thousand-Pound Ninefold Realm go head-to-head with someone at the Flying Heaven Realm?

That's not a fight, that's just one-sided self-torture.

"Bang."

Liu Bo landed steadily on his feet back in the preparation area of ​​Cangyun Martial Arts University, patted his chest, and let out a long breath.

"Thanks."

Just as he regained his footing.

Luo Yurou, who had been sitting quietly in the front row, slowly stood up, looked at Liu Bo with utmost seriousness, and said softly.

"Hey! What's the big deal?"

Liu Bo waved his hand, looking extremely righteous.

"We're like brothers! Leave this little thing to us, brother."

Standing to the side, Rong Jing was completely bewildered by the cryptic conversation between the two.

"Wait, what on earth are you two doing?"

Rong Jing frowned and asked.

"You were so arrogant and provocative towards the Beijing Martial Arts University on the stage just now, was it all to force Wei Xiaoran out so you could back down?"

"What's the point?"

Liu Bo chuckled, moved closer to Rong Jing, and lowered his voice.

"What do you know?"

Liu Bo pointed to Luo Yurou, who was tidying up her fiery red combat suit.

"Didn't you notice how excited Yu Rou was when Wei Xiaoran appeared?"

"She's currently stuck at the bottleneck of the peak of the Thousand-Pound Realm. She's just one tiny step away from breaking through to the Flying Realm."

Liu Bo's eyes became extremely serious.

"To break through this barrier, she needs an extremely hard whetstone."

Upon hearing this, Rong Jing understood.

"so……"

Rong Jing took a deep breath.

"So, you provoked the Beijing Martial Arts University to get Wei Xiaoran to make a move?"

"Yu Rou wants to use Wei Xiaoran's absolute pressure at the Flying Heaven Realm to force herself to break through her bottleneck?!"

"That's right, isn't he a loyal brother?"

Liu Bo had an expression that said, "You can rest assured that I can handle things."

"But... why are you so concerned about Yu Rou's affairs?"

Rong Jing stared at Liu Bo, her eyes darting around.

"That person took the Marrow Cleansing Elixir; they'll be at least at the Fusion Dao Realm in the future. As for you..."

"Huh? Huh?"

"What are you thinking?!"

"Pure revolutionary friendship, okay!"

Liu Bo waved his hand in denial.

"real?"

Rong Jing looked Liu Bo up and down with suspicion.

At this moment, Luo Yurou's combat boots landed firmly on the edge of the ring.

She wore an extremely eye-catching fiery red combat suit, which created a very strong visual contrast with Wei Xiaoran, who was dressed in pure white and had a frosty expression, in the center of the arena.

One ice, one fire.

Wei Xiaoran coldly looked at Luo Yurou who was walking up.

Don't waste my time.

"All of you, attack together!"

Wei Xiaoran's cool voice resounded throughout the venue.

Luo Yurou was not angry when she heard this extremely arrogant statement.

She slightly raised her chin, and in her clear eyes, the fighting spirit surged like magma.

"No need."

Luo Yurou gently shook her head.

"If I lose."

Luo Yurou took a deep breath, and crimson Yuan energy surged up from her body like flames.

"Cangyun Martial Arts University, the entire team surrenders!"