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

At this moment, at the arena of Nanjiang Martial Arts University, accompanied by a deep energy roar, dozens of holographic projection screens suspended in mid-air flickered simultaneously.

After a brief period of static, the real-time view of the B-level area of ​​the Battlefield of the Heavens appeared.

"hiss--"

In the stands, someone gasped in surprise.

"This...this is a Class B area?!"

On the screen was a suffocating world of despair.

The sky was a dark red. There was no sun, and thick, leaden-gray clouds churned around it.

The land was barren, with huge fissures in the earth and black rocks pointing straight up to the sky.

What's most chilling is the malevolent aura that permeates the air.

In Grade C or D areas, the malevolent energy is only an invisible sense of oppression, but in Grade B areas, the malevolent energy is so concentrated that it is visible to the naked eye!

Wisps and strands of dark red mist, like venomous snakes, snaked and crawled along the ground, constantly seeping out through the cracks in the rocks.

"That's an exaggeration..."

A retired veteran with a missing arm next to him swallowed hard, his single remaining eye filled with fear.

"That concentration of malevolent energy—if someone like us went in, even without encountering any alien races, just inhaling two breaths would be fatal!"

The camera angles switch rapidly.

On the screen, close-ups of the teams from each of the human races' martial arts schools began to appear.

Almost all the teams behaved with extreme restraint and caution.

Even the strongest and most arrogant group, the Beijing Martial Arts University, completely abandoned their contempt at this moment.

The ten prodigies tightened their formation, concealing their auras to the extreme.

No one spoke; all communication relied on extremely subtle tactical hand gestures, for fear of stepping on a single pebble and bringing about annihilation.

As for Pingning Wuhan University and Yangguan Wuhan University, who had previously threatened to withdraw from the competition, they simply disappeared without a trace.

The screen only showed a cave hidden in the mountains.

The atmosphere in the entire stadium was so oppressive that it was hard to breathe.

They were afraid that if they made a sound of alarm, it would attract the attention of alien races to the various teams located on the battlefield of the heavens.

Of course, there are always exceptions.

"That is—"

"What are Cangyun Martial Arts University and Wuyue Martial Arts University doing?"

A gasp drew all eyes to the live stream of the Cangyun Martial Arts team.

The 100,000 viewers, who were so tense they didn't dare breathe, fell into a deathly silence the moment they saw the screen.

Immediately afterwards, an uproar ensued.

"Holy crap?! Am I seeing things?!"

"They're courting death!"

on the screen.

Liu Bo slung his long sword over his shoulder and walked at the head of the group with an arrogant, pigeon-toed gait.

Luo Yurou held a bag of potato chips that she had somehow pulled out, crunching away as she walked, while also looking around at the withered rocks.

Rong Jing, on the other hand, coiled the dark red whip in her hand and carried it behind her back, swinging it back and forth like an old man walking his bird.

The fifty Cangyun Martial Arts students behind him were gathered in small groups, without any tactical formation whatsoever.

You can even see two boys pushing and shoving each other, laughing and cursing at each other.

Forget about concealing their presence, the wind they create when they walk can whip up the black evil energy on the ground and send it flying into the sky!

"Why do I feel like..."

The spectator swallowed hard and said in disbelief.

"The students from Cangyun Martial Arts University... don't seem to be going to participate in a life-or-death trial, more like... going on a picnic?"

"This guy's just asking to die!"

The audience in the stands went wild.

"A Grade B area! The stronghold of the Flying Realm alien race! Do they really think they're strolling through their own backyard, walking around so swaggeringly?!"

The people from Cangyun Martial Arts University naturally couldn't hear the audience's discussions.

But Fan Rui, the captain of the Wuyue Martial Arts Team, who was not far behind them, felt like he was going crazy!

"Gulp."

Fan Rui swallowed hard, cold sweat dripping down his chin.

He gripped the sword hilt tightly with both hands, scanning his surroundings warily.

His muscles were taut to the extreme, and his whole body was like a fully drawn bow, ready to explode at the slightest disturbance.

However, when he turned his gaze to the group of Cangyun Martial Arts students walking in front of him in an extremely unrestrained manner, the huge sense of incongruity caused him to experience a strong mental split.

It's noisy!

These guys are so noisy!

"Sigh, with this concentration of malevolent energy, putting everything else aside, I'll need to go back and get a spa treatment; I'm practically guaranteed to be at the seventh level of the Thousand-Pound Realm!"

A male student from Cangyun Martial Arts University was spitting as he spoke.

"Look at you, so pathetic!"

Another guy rolled his eyes. "Why go to a spa?! You're probably saving up to open some jars!"

"With a bit of luck, you could become rich overnight, you know?"

"Too!"

"I wonder if Boss Xu has updated that jar yet."

As Fan Rui heard some completely incomprehensible words drifting from ahead, his eyes twitched violently.

SPA? Hot spring? Canned food? Boss Xu?!

What is all this about?

Are you here to visit the temple fair?

He looked around; the air was thick with menacing energy. That's right.

We're currently in a B-level zone of the Battlefield of the Heavens!

This is a place where you could lose your head at any moment!

Can't you show even the slightest bit of basic respect to those bloodthirsty alien races?!

Fan Rui is now kicking himself.

He felt that he must have been blinded by greed before, thinking that Cangyun Martial Arts University was hiding some incredible secret, and that he had to shamelessly follow their lead.

This isn't about hiding a secret; this is clearly a bunch of brain-stem-deficient lunatics!

"Brother Fan..."

A member of the Wuyue Martial Arts University team standing nearby approached, his voice trembling and on the verge of tears.

"Should we...should we retreat? The way they're doing this, making no attempt to conceal their presence, like searchlights in the night, they're bound to attract the attention of the alien race!"

"If we follow them, we'll be dragged down and die sooner or later!"

Fan Rui gritted his teeth, just about to nod in agreement.

suddenly!

"call--"

A chilling gust of wind suddenly swept out from around the bend in the canyon ahead without warning.

The wind carried a nauseating, pungent smell of blood, instantly overpowering the menacing aura surrounding everyone.

The spectators in the stands were the first to notice something was wrong from their omniscient perspective.

"Look! Top left corner!"

"My God! What the hell is that?!"