Ten days passed in the blink of an eye.

"Dudududu"

An electronic alarm sounded, and the door to the secret realm suddenly opened wide. A group of more than a dozen people walked in from the outside. The first ones were seven energetic old men, and the next ten people were all middle-aged.

"gather."

When Li Changfeng saw the door open, he remembered that the ten days were up and immediately called all the students to gather.

In ten days, these students have been trained by him like dead dogs. They are all scarred and exhausted, but their fighting spirit is high, and their eyes always show a hint of coldness.

In the blink of an eye, seventy-two students formed two square formations and stood quietly in front of Li Changfeng.

"Okay, the ten days have come. Now I declare that the special training is over. Everyone, cheer up and come with me to greet the principal and others."

Li Changfeng shouted loudly, his eyes swept over these people, and a hint of unnoticeable amusement flashed in his eyes. After these ten days of special training, each of these people has greatly improved their cultivation, especially their practical combat experience.

"yes."

At first glance, they no longer look like students, but a team of elites who have fought many battles.

"Come on, principal and the others are already at the door. Show your energy and let them see the results of our ten days of training."

Li Changfeng said, turned around and strode forward.

"Haha, good job. You really didn't disappoint me." When the principal saw these students, he was extremely happy. He patted Li Changfeng on the shoulder and praised loudly. Then he turned to look at the several old men around him, and finally stopped at the old man.

In front of Liu: "How is it?"

"Hmph, take it."

Old Liu's face darkened, he looked at these students, helplessly took out the psychic jade from his arms and threw it towards Principal Yu.

"Hey, Changfeng, I'll give this to you. It's Lao Liu's collection. You can keep your mind pure by carrying it with you." Principal Yu casually took the black jade and handed it directly to Li Changfeng's hands.

"Principal, I'd better keep this for myself. I don't lack this." Li Changfeng quickly declined.

"I told you to take it, just take it, why bother?" the principal's face darkened and he scolded loudly.

"All right."

Li Changfeng had no choice but to accept it. The seventy-two students behind him looked intently, as if they had not seen the jade pendant Li Changfeng had received, and their expressions did not change at all.

"Okay, you guys have a day of rest and will set off for Fujian tomorrow morning. Changfeng, you are the team leader, and the safety of these people will be left to you."

"Yes, complete mission guaranteed."

Li Changfeng replied loudly, patting his chest.

The seventy-two students immediately cheered. They were finally free and could finally go to the hometown of Wu Sheng.

The dozen or so school leaders all smiled knowingly and were proud of this year's group of students.

Among the seventy-two people, two have reached the Baodan realm, ten have reached the peak of Gangjin, and the worst ones have reached the peak of the middle-stage Xiantian, and may enter the late-stage Xiantian at any time. This is a grand occasion that has not been seen in previous years, and there are still

Li Changfeng has already reached the peak level of Dan Bao, and his combat power is unparalleled. Even old men like them dare not win easily.

Early the next morning, Li Changfeng and others left the martial arts school and flew directly to the martial arts school's special plane to the hometown of martial arts saints in the capital of Fujian.

Along the way, these members were very interested and discussed various legends about the Martial Saint from time to time.

The hometown of Wusheng is located between Gutian and Ningde. Six hundred years ago, it was just a small village, Shanguan Town. However, martial arts flourished. After the rise of Wusheng, Shanguan Town became famous all over the world.

Today, no one calls it Shangguan Town anymore, but directly calls it the Hometown of the Martial Saint.

After more than six hundred years of development, it is now an autonomous region. With Wu Sheng's former residence as the center, it continues to radiate to the outside world. The total area reaches more than a thousand square kilometers. It has a developed economy and a population of more than two million. Among them, masters

There are countless of them, but most of them are hidden among the people and unknown to the public.

Even Grandmaster Li Dongliang, the world's number one master today, came from the hometown of the Martial Saint.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, Li Changfeng and others finally arrived at the hometown of Wusheng. A special plane dropped them off and then returned to school.

As soon as they entered the hometown of the Martial Saint, they felt a special atmosphere. People were coming and going in the streets and alleys, all talking about the competition for quotas.

Some young people who had obviously just arrived from other places were full of arrogance. They walked on the street, talked loudly, were extremely arrogant, and were full of confidence. It seemed that the quota of 100 was easily available to them.

Suddenly, Li Changfeng saw a group of people in front of him arguing about something. The two sides were talking louder and louder, and some people had already begun to roll up their sleeves, as if they were about to fight.

"What happened in front? Captain, let's go over and take a look."

"It seems he is also a student."

These students became curious and each suggested going to take a look.

Li Changfeng nodded and led them forward.

"What's so great about your Shanguan Martial Arts School? If you have the guts, come over here."

I saw a young man who was obviously from out of town, with his sleeves rolled up, pointing angrily at the group of teenagers at each other and shouting.

"Why, you can't explain it, you just want to fight, right?"

A young man on the opposite side jumped over and pointed at this young man.

"snort."

The young man snorted and was about to step forward. Suddenly, someone behind him held his hand and whispered a few words in his ear. The young man's expression changed and he hesitated for a long time before finally stepping back.

"Why, there's no more seeds."

"Hmph, when the martial arts competition begins, I, Xiao Yuan, will definitely let your Shangguan Martial Arts School know how powerful our Zhentian Martial Arts School is." The young man said and turned around to leave.

"It's really disappointing. I thought I was watching a good show, but I didn't expect it to be a coward."

"Yeah, yeah, it's so spineless."

Those watching the excitement immediately pointed at these students from the Zhentian Martial Arts School, their words full of disdain.

However, the young man named Xiao Yuan suddenly seemed to have changed. He ignored the words of these people, turned a deaf ear to them, and quickly left with the students.

"It's boring, let's go directly to Wusheng Temple."

At least nearly a thousand young people walked towards Wusheng Temple.

Li Changfeng and others also followed them and headed towards Wusheng Temple.

In fact, people who first come to the hometown of Wusheng first go to Wusheng Temple to see the statue of Wusheng. It is said that the statue of Wusheng hides peerless martial arts skills. Anyone who sees the statue of Wusheng for the first time will have some understanding.

However, for more than five hundred years, no one has truly realized the peerless magic.

After walking for half an hour, the group finally saw a temple a hundred meters ahead. It was crowded with people, almost all teenagers in their twenties coming and going.

There were two old men guarding the entrance of the temple. In front of them were two long queues. They queued up obediently and took the tickets from them in order, and then walked into the temple.

When Li Changfeng and the others saw this situation, they could only smile bitterly and go to the queue honestly.

You must know that although these two old men seemed to be extremely ordinary, Li Changfeng could see from a distance that their huge energy and blood were astonishing like the smoke of a wolf. They obviously had cultivation levels in the psychic stage.

Moreover, this is the Holy Land of the Martial Saint. No one dares to cause trouble here. Even if the enemy wants to meet here, they dare not make a move, otherwise they will be killed by the masters hiding here.

There is a sacred tablet erected in front of the temple gate, which clearly states that the use of force is prohibited here, and anyone who violates it will be killed.

There once was a martial artist who was highly skilled in martial arts. He relied on his martial arts skills and started doing whatever he wanted here. However, he died inexplicably in the end. No one knew how he died. No one took action at all, and the other party died inexplicably.

After that, no one would dare to act wild here again.
Chapter completed!