Off we go, to the elite training camp in the City of Flames! (Bonus chapter in February)

A miraculous scene unfolded: several districts of the City of Flame suddenly separated outwards, leaving a large empty space sufficient to accommodate that city.

Then, the city descended and embedded itself into the tens of thousands of districts of the City of Flame, as if it had always been there.

“Compatriots of Lei City, welcome to the City of Flame!”

A passionate mechanical voice rang out, carrying across the city walls and into Jiang Xuan’s ears.

He was dumbfounded, almost unable to believe the scene that had just transpired.

Did the Martial Saint directly move the entire Lei City to the City of Flame?

Does this mean that from this moment on, whether it’s himself, his parents, or even his Classmates, they have all become local residents of the City of Flame?

Wait, that’s not the point; the point is, this is way too exaggerated!

Is this the mighty power of a god?

He had just been wondering what kind of specialist the Human Federation would send to handle the relocation of all Lei City residents, but he never expected that the Martial Saint would solve it with such a simple, crude, yet effective method!

Pang Jinghai, Li Qingshen, and others were equally stunned; evidently, even though they had grown up hearing legends about the Martial Saint, they too never imagined the Martial Saint possessed such immense power.

After a brief silence, various praises rang out again, as if for free.

However, the Martial Saint’s figure had already vanished the moment Lei City was merged into the City of Flame… Several hours later.

Two o’clock in the afternoon, Seven Star District, at the entrance of Seven Star University.

“Hahaha, Brother Jiang Xuan, this is it! Let’s go, let’s go, I’ll take you to the best-tasting Third Cafeteria in our school! Their roasted duck leg is simply superb!”

Pang Jinghai, with a face full of enthusiasm, was leading Jiang Xuan into the university gate, his arm around Jiang Xuan’s shoulder.

At the school entrance, many young men and women were coming and going, many figures youthful and radiant, their fair, long legs almost dazzling Jiang Xuan.

“To be honest, I was worried that after this Martial Saint's Remains Competition, I wouldn’t see you for several months, but who would have thought that the Martial Saint would directly send your entire Lei City to the City of Flame, hahaha! Now, we Brothers can meet every day.”

Pang Jinghai was in a very good mood; although his original purpose for going to Lei City this time was to compete for the martial dao sacred remains and he ended up with nothing, he first met Jiang Xuan, and second, he also met Lu Renjia.

Especially the latter, an eighteen-year-old One-Star Martial Saint who, with a raise of his hand, annihilated the Demon Wing Xuan, a Saint of the Demon Wing Clan.

Lu Renjia’s reputation was spreading like a rocket throughout the City of Flame, even across the entire Xia Kingdom, and even the entire Human Federation.

After all, this was the second being in history with the potential to become a god!

And the first being with the potential to become a god had already truly become a god—that was the Human Race’s only god, the Martial Saint, who protected the trillions of residents of the entire Human Federation.

Therefore, Lu Renjia had already been regarded as the hope of the entire Human Race!

Jiang Xuan observed the environment of Seven Star University with great curiosity, seeing willows planted everywhere and martial arts training grounds all around.

It was neat, clean, bright, and grand, indeed far beyond what Lei Cheng No. 1 Middle School could compare to.

More importantly, many people were flying around the campus, and one could tell at a glance that they were at least Martial Kings.

Of course, it should be said that most were Martial Kings; Martial Emperors were probably not many, otherwise, Pang Jinghai’s reputation for becoming a Martial Emperor in his sophomore year wouldn’t be so resounding.

But even if they were just Martial Kings, that was still extraordinary.

One must know that a Martial King could casually serve as the mayor of a medium-sized human city or as a principal or director of a super-large human city.

“Brother Pang, you’re back!”

Along the way, people occasionally greeted Pang Jinghai, and he responded with a smile.

Jiang Xuan noticed that Pang Jinghai seemed to have quite good social skills.

The two walked along, with Pang Jinghai continuously introducing the various buildings of Seven Star University, occasionally interspersing some interesting anecdotes, making him more professional than the most professional tour guide.

Just as they arrived at the Third Cafeteria, which Pang Jinghai claimed had the most delicious roasted duck legs, a large crowd suddenly surged out and immediately surrounded Pang Jinghai.

These people were all excited and seemed very familiar with Pang Jinghai; they appeared to be his Classmates from the same class.

“Brother Pang, did you really meet that legendary eighteen-year-old Martial Saint?”

“And, I heard from other schools that you followed this Saint Lu the entire time, and you’ve already gotten acquainted with him?”

“Holy cow, Brother Pang, you’re so lucky! You’ve essentially latched onto the leg of a future god!”

These people asked questions all at once, all inquiring about Lu Renjia.

“Saint Lu…”

Jiang Xuan listened to this title, and the more he heard it, the more awkward it felt, making him a little amused.

These people probably wouldn’t imagine that the legendary “Saint Lu” was actually standing right in front of them.

Pang Jinghai, with a proud wave of his hand, as if not wanting to say too much, said:

“Everyone, although you are in the same class as me, regarding the second god of our Human Federation’s future, please forgive me for not being able to say much.

The only thing I can reveal is…”

Pang Jinghai deliberately kept them in suspense, making all his university Classmates crane their necks, practically yearning to know more.

At this point, Pang Jinghai continued:

“…I am indeed good Brothers with Brother Lu, hahaha, how about that, envious?”

Jiang Xuan: …Pang Jinghai’s university Classmates, upon hearing this, were all extremely envious, as if they wished they could take Pang Jinghai’s place.

Seeing that they were about to ask more questions, Pang Jinghai quickly waved his hand:

“Go, go, go, we’ll talk later.

My other Brother here is hungry; if he gets too hungry, you’ll be responsible!”

Everyone then noticed Jiang Xuan and looked at him, curiously sizing him up.

Suddenly, one person spoke, with a tentative tone, unsure:

“This… Little Brother, you, you wouldn’t happen to be Jiang Xuan, the Genius Artisan who invented the space ring, would you?”

As soon as these words came out, the others seemed to recall it one after another, and looks of amazement appeared on their faces.

“It really seems to be him! I’ve seen his photo!”

“Holy cow, Pang Jinghai, you’re something else.

Others went to Lei City and got nothing, but you not only met Saint Lu but also became good Brothers with Jiang Xuan?”

“Jiang Xuan, nice to meet you, my name is Lu Renyi.

I am a friend of Pang Jinghai, so since you are Pang Jinghai’s Brother, we will be good Brothers from now on too!”

Jiang Xuan was somewhat startled, suddenly realizing that not only his vest, Lu Renjia, but also his original identity seemed to have become famous in the City of Flame long ago… He cleared his throat, just about to give a comprehensive response, but at that moment, a figure descended from the sky and, without a word, simultaneously grabbed both his and Pang Jinghai’s shoulders.

A sinister voice rang out from behind the two of them.

“Pang Jinghai, Jiang Xuan, is that you two?”