76: Falling from the sky

"Gone up to the sky?"

Jiang Mobai looked puzzled.

"What do you mean?"

Shi Yuan shook his head.

"Lanzhi hasn't replied to me yet..."

"Ding-dong."

He immediately lowered his head to look at his wristband, his eyes instantly trembling as he sharply raised his head.

"Chairman."

"That kid!!"

"After coming out of the virtual pod, he directly broke through to the fifth rank in front of everyone!"

Jiang Mobai's expression froze.

Shi Yuan's voice continued to come through.

"Fifth rank... seventh level!!"

Bang——!

Jiang Mobai slammed his palm on the table, instantly standing up, his eyes fixed intently on Shi Yuan.

"Is it true?"

Shi Yuan nodded heavily.

"Lanzhi wouldn't joke about something like this."

"Right now, they are following that kid to the exchange venue."

At that moment.

The room door was pushed open.

The two immediately turned their heads.

"Chairman (Brother Zhou)."

Xia Zhou waved his hand at the two of them.

"I heard everything."

He smiled.

"This kid."

"Directly commandeered my dragon country no. 1."

"Don't worry about it, I've already made arrangements."

..."dragon country no. 1?"

Lin Yan's eyes trembled slightly in the back seat of the fighter jet.

"Huh?"

Mo Fan tilted his head slightly.

"You didn't know?"

"I thought you recognized him."

"That person just now was Captain Xu An, the guard captain by Chairman Xia Zhou's side."

Lin Yan was slightly speechless.

What the hell did he know? He thought it was just some military personnel following him to keep an eye on him.

Come to think of it.

Chairman Xia Zhou's guard captain? What business did he have looking for him?

"We're almost there."

Mo Fan's voice interrupted his train of thought.

He'd figure it out later.

Lin Yan leaned forward to look down below... The largest Martial Arena in Magic City was completely silent.

Dense crowds of figures holding red national flags stared intently at the arena.

On both sides of the giant arena.

Two distinct groups of young figures stood apart.

On one side were the four Prodigies familiar to Lin Yan: Mu Baiyi, Shangguan Wu, and the others.

On the other side was the university Prodigy delegation led by the USA.

Regardless of which side.

Their condition at this moment wasn't great.

On the Dragon Nation side, they were supporting each other.

"Cough.."

Ying Chao coughed up blood.

"Can you still hold on?"

Shangguan Wu exerted force in his arm, forcibly propping him up.

Ying Chao shook his head, forcing his vision to focus.

"Ye... yes..."

Shangguan Wu nodded lightly, turning his head to look at the tall, straight figure standing in front of them.

"Who are you?!"

Many figures from the joint Prodigy team had fallen, with the most severely injured Connie and Bev at the front demanding an answer.

"Can't your Dragon Nation accept defeat?"

Shelly, the leader of the USA delegation for this exchange—the old man from the plane—also spoke coldly to Ping Cang and the others opposite.

"Sending a non-university Martial Artist to suddenly mount the arena and attack."

"Shouldn't your nation give us an explanation?"

Ping Cang and Ji Zhuang exchanged a glance, about to say something.

The sound of light footsteps.

Simon slowly walked from beside Shelly towards the arena, his gaze calmly sweeping over the black-capped figure on the stage.

"He is indeed a university student from the Dragon Nation."

Shelly's face changed slightly.

"Simon."

"What are you saying!"

He was about to step forward.

Simon, as if he didn't hear, leaped onto the arena in one step, walking to stand in front of Connie and Bev.

"Right."

"Dragon Nation, Wu Ze."

What?

Shelly's face changed again, immediately looking back at the arena.

"Hehe.."

A somewhat hearty laugh rang out.

The black cap was removed.

A resolute face appeared in everyone's sight.

"Wu Ze, a junior student at Chuanwu University."

"Here specifically to participate in the exchange competition."

Ping Cang and Ji Zhuang's expressions were shaken.

What!

Wasn't he... The two of them suddenly looked towards Gong Shangqi, the principal of Chuanwu University beside them.

At this moment.

This old man was trembling as he walked forward.

"Ze... Ze'er..."

Hearing the voice.

Wu Ze turned around and nodded heavily.

"Teacher."

"It's me."

Gong Shangqi stopped in his tracks, hot tears streaming down his cheeks.

"Good.. good..."

So it was him!

The pale faces of the four Prodigies showed surprise and delight.

If one asked who was the Dragon Nation's strongest Prodigy closest to the golden generation.

Undoubtedly, it was that peerless Prodigy who was said to have died in an Otherworldly Beast Secret Realm over two years ago.

Chuanwu, Wu Ze.

Who would have thought, he actually didn't die.

No wonder he could so easily defeat Connie and Bev, who were at the Fifth Rank, Eighth Level.

Given the terrifying talent he displayed before the news of his accident spread, he should have reached the Sixth Rank by now.

"I originally thought this journey would be utterly boring."

A faint smile appeared on Simon's face.

"I didn't expect there to be an unexpected surprise."

Wu Ze's face showed no fluctuation.

"Since you've come."

"You should be prepared to face all situations."

Simon chuckled lightly.

"Indeed."

He swept a glance behind him, left and right.

"Let them all step..."

Before he could finish speaking.

Boom.. boom boom!

A series of powerful explosive sounds reverberated.

Everyone looked up simultaneously.

A fighter jet almost skimmed the half-open-air venue's ceiling as it flashed by.

At the same time.

A rapidly descending black dot rapidly enlarged in everyone's vision.

"Holy shit!"

"That's a person!"

Exclamations erupted from all around the venue.

"He's falling rapidly towards the arena!!"

Rumble——!

A fierce wind scraped across his cheeks, tousling his short hair.

Lin Yan stared at the increasingly close giant arena, the Five Meridians in his body suddenly manifesting to resist the violent airflow around him.

Bang——!

A powerful explosive sound came from the air.

His body instantly twisted in an extremely exaggerated manner.

Thud——!

A resounding impact.

In the center of the arena, rubble flew.

Wu Ze and Simon simultaneously dispersed all the rubble, looking at the black-clothed figure in front of them.

"Lin Yan?"

Simon observed this figure's back, raising an eyebrow.

The venue erupted in exclamations once more.

"What!!"

"It's Lin Yan!!"

"Why did he come?"

"Why would the nation let him come?"

"The USA's main target is him!"

Someone narrowed their eyes.

"Wait."

"Think back to the scene just now when he landed from hundreds of meters in the air!"

"He might have broken through after coming out of the Virtual Network."

"But even if he broke through, he'd only be at the fifth rank, first level!"

"Didn't they just say that young man was Wu Ze, that former Prodigy from Chuanwu?"

"There's absolutely no need for him to take such a risk here."

"Since he's here, let's watch first."

"At least Wu Ze is here."

It wasn't just the spectators around the venue.

Ping Cang and the others were also full of confusion.

How did Lin Yan arrive on a fighter jet?

However.

They were only puzzled.

With Wu Ze already present, at the very least, the worst-case scenario wouldn't occur.

On the arena.

Lin Yan did not answer Simon.

His gaze directly passed over Wu Ze, sweeping over the many figures supporting each other.

Good.

The youth slowly turned around, his face terrifyingly icy.

"How do you want to die?"

Simon's expression paused, a cold smile curling at the corner of his mouth.

"Lin Yan."

"Do you think a single Wu Ze can stop me?"

"If he hadn't appeared, would you dare to come?"