How dare a mere King Wu overstep the bounds of a sage?

Only a loud clang was heard, and a mechanical giant arm, three meters long and half a meter thick, stretched out from the Void Realm, its steel palm, as large as an iron pot, directly intercepted the spiked hammer.

He received it so steadily that his arm didn't even tremble in the slightest.

Saint Yatou almost unhesitatingly pulled out the spiked hammer and then quickly distanced himself, looking with surprise and uncertainty towards the Void Realm next to the small sun.

The figure of a dark-skinned man stepped out from the Void Realm.

Someone who could withstand an attack from a Martial Saint was undoubtedly also a Martial Saint. Hope suddenly appeared on the faces of the more than seven hundred students on the front playground, but the three Saints of the Myriad Races frowned.

How could the Martial Saints of the City of Flame arrive so quickly? How could they possibly arrive so quickly?

Among everyone present, only Jiang Xuan's pupils trembled slightly, and a tidal wave of shock surged in his heart.

Principal Xu!

Principal Xu Qianchong of Lei Cheng No. 2 High School!

That Principal Xu who had come to question him after he defeated one of Lei Cheng No. 2 High School's top five students, but ultimately encouraged him to work hard and strive for a ranking in the Heaven-level College Entrance Examination!

"That's right, Principal Shen is already so extraordinary, how could Principal Xu, who is qualified to be so familiar with him, be an ordinary person..."

Discovering this point that he had previously overlooked, Jiang Xuan sighed somewhat, suddenly feeling as if his surroundings were full of method actors.

Xuanyuan Feng, Pang Jinghai, Yu Xiaoyu, Principal Shen... and now Xu Qianchong.

Xu Qianchong's figure now stood in the air. His dark skin was originally a flaw for him as a middle-aged man, as it always made him seem a bit rustic. But at this moment, his height of less than 1.7 meters, carrying a three-meter-long mechanical giant arm, combined with his dark complexion, made him seem to transform into a steel Great Wall, or perhaps a majestic mountain.

This Principal of Lei Cheng No. 2 High School, who taught and nurtured people, now stood in front of the three Saints of the Myriad Races and tens of thousands of Myriad Race armies, giving people a feeling of being more insurmountable than mountains and rivers.

"You Myriad Races are still so shameless, three Martial Saints, coming to deal with a few hundred students of our Human Race?"

Xu Qianchong spat fiercely, his face full of disdain, but deep within his somewhat weathered brown eyes, there was still a hint of hatred that ordinary people could hardly detect.

Hatred for the Myriad Races.

"You are not one of the Great Xia Martial Saints guarding the City of Flame, who are you?"

Saint Laurel held his long blade, his horse's hooves taking a few steps forward, his face colder than ice.

For this Martial Saint who suddenly appeared and disrupted their plan to exterminate the Human Race's Prodigies, his confusion was greater than his hatred.

At this moment, a powerfully dominant voice suddenly rang out in the air.

"You three little beasts, just with you, you are not worthy of inquiring about our identities."

Whoosh!

Burning Seraphim wings abruptly appeared above Saint Laurel's head, vertically slicing down towards his skull.

This strike was so fierce and dangerous; the scarlet angel wings, over ten meters long, now seemed to transform into a burning blade of flame, as if it could cut through everything.

Clang!

Saint Laurel countered with a blade strike, colliding with the Seraphim wings, and then both sides retreated a considerable distance.

The second expert!

The Human Race's second expert appeared!

Everyone was invigorated, but only Jiang Xuan, looking at the blurry figure in the air with six wings wreathed in fiery feathers and light, had his brain somewhat frozen.

What's going on?

Is this still Dayan Star?

How did even angels from myths and legends appear!

The next moment, the flames dissipated, and the figure gradually became clear in everyone's sight.

Then, exclamations rang out one after another.

"This, isn't this Lian Tushan, the Director of the Martial Arts Division of Lei City?"

"He's actually a Martial Saint?"

"My goodness, this Saints Ultimate Skill is too cool!"

"This seems to be one of the Martial Saint exclusive Ultimate Skills rumored to be the most difficult to master!"

"Wait, why does a small Lei City have two Martial Saints guarding it? Plus Principal Shen, this configuration is more luxurious than our City of Flame!"

The students from the Martial Dao noble families of the City of Flame became restless, and the previously oppressive atmosphere was swept away.

Although everyone didn't know Xu Qianchong, they knew Lian Tushan.

Because Lian Tushan, as the Director of the Martial Arts Division of Lei City, was openly one of Lei City's three great experts. Martial Dao nobles who came to Lei City had more or less a superficial understanding of him.

As for Xu Qianchong, as the Principal of a small middle school in Lei City, they certainly didn't know him before and wouldn't have inquired about him.

But no matter what, now there were at least two Human Race Martial Saints present, which meant that at least the residents of Lei City could be saved!

As for the students present, almost every student decided to fully commit to the slaughter of the Myriad Races, killing as many as possible!

In this situation, anyone who became a deserter would never be able to hold their head high for the rest of their life!

"Good, everyone tacitly didn't flee, not a single person fled, and we finally waited for the Martial Saint Seniors."

Pang Jinghai suddenly sighed beside Jiang Xuan, his expression also much more relaxed.

Although two Martial Saints against three Saints meant the advantage was still with the Myriad Races, they were still not out of danger.

But at least compared to the previous situation, it was much, much better!

Jiang Xuan also nodded slightly in agreement, his gaze, however, focused on the Demon Wing Clan Saint in the distance.

Currently, it seemed to be three against two.

But in reality, it was three against three!

He, with his body at roughly one percent completion of Azure Dragon Transformation, and three Azure Dragon Dao Divine Abilities, could try to kill the Demon Wing Clan Saint!

Of course, if it came to actual combat, Jiang Xuan understood that he had to be extremely careful not to be hit by the Moves or even the residual shockwaves of the other two Myriad Race Saints, otherwise even a mere graze would turn him to dust. After all, no matter what, he was currently still just a One-Star Martial King.

He only had absolute suppression over the Demon Wing Clan in terms of status, but not over the Centaur Clan and Pig-man Clan, as these two races seemed to be just ordinary alien races, not like the Demon Wing Clan which was born in the most foul, evil, and dark places of the Universe.

In the air, Lian Tushan slowly retreated, standing shoulder to shoulder with Xu Qianchong.

Because the martial dao sacred remains had suffered three heavy blows in succession, only a trace of the Martial Saint's will remained within it. Seeing that other Human Race Martial Saints had finally arrived to support, a sigh filled with both emotion and joy rang out.

"Very good..."

The next moment, the martial dao sacred remains disappeared, as if it had once again vanished into the Void Realm.

Through his body cage, Jiang Xuan sensed that the martial dao sacred remains had not gone far, but was hidden in the Void Realm of Lei Cheng No. 1 Middle School, waiting to fulfill its final mission—in a few tens of minutes, based on the number of light points, it would determine which Prodigy it would belong to.

And now, among everyone present, he had the most light points.

But now was not the time to think about that. Jiang Xuan's true essence surged within him, locking onto the Demon Wing Clan Saint in the distant sky.

He was preparing to find the perfect moment to launch a fatal sneak attack!

The Demon Wing Clan Saint would surely not expect that a mere One-Star Martial King could pose a fatal threat to it!