Oh no, I'm the worst of the three martial arts masters!

At this moment, the City Lord of Thunder City's mind seemed to have crashed, somewhat disbelieving what he had just heard.

He naturally understood what a Ten Thousand Races Extinction-level Invasion meant; in fact, as the City Lord of Lei City and a Three-Star Martial Master, one of his duties was to request aid from other cities, and even the City of Flame, when a Ten Thousand Races Extinction-level Invasion occurred.

But a Ten Thousand Races Extinction-level Invasion also varied in scale; for instance, if it targeted a small Human Race city like Lei City, one Martial Emperor leading the charge might be enough.

But now, what did he hear?

Three Martial Saints?

A Ten Thousand Races Extinction-level Invasion of this caliber, to exaggerate, could even destroy the City of Flame!

Also, what puzzled him even more was what Lian Tushan, who was only a Two-Star Martial Master, had just said to Principal.

What did he mean by the two of them being able to deal with two Martial Saints?

Lian Tushan and Principal Xu couldn't really be drunk, could they?

Lian Tushan, however, seemed to have no time to bother with the City Lord of Thunder City at this moment; with a movement of his body, he seemed ready to rush towards Lei Cheng No. 1 Middle School.

Just then, Principal Xu stretched out a large, muscular hand, bulging with veins, and stopped him.

Lian Tushan frowned, his sword-like brows furrowing:

"Old Xu, what's wrong? Are you really drunk?"

Principal Xu shook his head, then suddenly laughed and cursed:

"I think you're the one who's drunk. Are you really going to deal with two Martial Saints just like that? Besides, they chose this time to launch a Ten Thousand Races Extinction-level Invasion, clearly they came prepared, aiming for those talented young brats in the City of Flame."

Lian Tushan seemed to understand something and sighed:

"I understand, but... we can only use it twice more."

Principal Xu stretched his limbs:

"Twice it is. After this time, isn't there still one more? Think about it, that failure twenty-some years ago..."

He had a smile on his face, but then suddenly fell silent, as if recalling many things, his voice suddenly becoming hoarse:

"...Do you really want to experience a second time?"

Lian Tushan sighed:

"Of course not. Vice Commander should feel the same. In fact, we all do. Otherwise, why would we have stayed in a small place like Lei City for over twenty years?"

The City Lord of Thunder City grew more confused the more he listened, and was just about to ask a question.

But immediately, a scene that he would never forget in this life appeared!

He saw that in Lian Tushan's hand, a crystal-blue space ring had appeared at some unknown time, and then he made a single swipe with his hand.

Blazing light surged forth, and six longswords, seemingly forged from crimson gold, flew out.

As soon as the longswords appeared, even the air became scorching hot, and the sword bodies exuded a formidable, fierce aura, as if they had once drunk the blood of countless Ten Thousand Races.

Pfft!

Pfft pfft pfft!

The next moment, the six crimson-gold longswords actually inverted in mid-air and plunged into Lian Tushan's back.

Whoosh—!

Dazzling light emerged, and the City Lord of Thunder City's eyes widened. He saw clearly that the six longswords had actually fused with Lian Tushan, transforming into... six-winged Seraphim wings!

"Saint's... Saints Ultimate Skill?"

The City Lord of Thunder City's eyeballs were almost popping out; this was an exclusive Ultimate Skill that only Martial Saints could use, performed by relying on their innate artisan item!

Lian Tushan then looked at the City Lord of Thunder City in surprise and laughed:

"You actually recognize this as a Saints Ultimate Skill. You're not as ignorant as I imagined."

At this moment, this Director of the Martial Arts Division of Lei City, an ordinary-looking middle-aged man, seemed to have transformed into a Seraphim walking among humans on behalf of the gods. His six angelic wings glowed brightly, shedding feathers, and were sacred to the extreme.

Principal Xu, however, shook his head, seemingly disapproving of his old friend's overly flamboyant appearance. A space ring also appeared in his hand, and with a slight flick, a gauntlet flew out from it, hovering before him.

This usually stern Principal of Lei Cheng No. 2 High School, the dark-skinned man who had once sought out Jiang Xuan because his five students were bullied, now had a devout expression. He clasped his hands together, facing the gauntlet, and began to chant in a low voice, a sound that seemed to come from ancient times, like a divine song.

"Incarnation of war and power, controller walking between blood and fire."

"You are the Supreme existence who achieves divinity through martial arts, you are the symbol of Supreme power and virtue, you are the savior of humanity."

"Please bestow upon me strength, so that I may have the courage to fight!"

Boom!

In an instant, a Supreme power erupted from the gauntlet. The gauntlet suddenly fitted onto Principal Xu's right arm, then rapidly expanded, becoming a full three meters long!

At first glance, it looked as if Principal Xu was dragging a three-meter-long mechanical giant arm!

This mechanical giant arm was full of power, giving one the feeling that it could smash everything, and a wisp of divine power slowly flowed within it.

"Divine Descent Art?"

The City Lord of Thunder City seemed to be struck by lightning, completely stunned.

Divine Descent Art, this was an Ultimate Skill even more powerful than a Saints Ultimate Skill, one that only favored ones of gods could use!

And the Human Federation had only one god, the Martial God.

In other words, this Principal Xu, who seemed like he would never Breakthrough to Martial Master in his entire life and usually had a bad temper, was actually... a favored one of the Martial God?

Principal Xu also looked at the City Lord of Thunder City in surprise and exclaimed:

"Old Lei, you've hidden yourself quite well. How do you know everything?"

Upon hearing this, the City Lord of Thunder City wanted to cry without tears. What did he mean by him hiding himself well? Principal Xu and Lian Tushan were the ones who had hidden themselves well!

They were actually two Martial Saints!

Martial Saints capable of guarding a nation!

"Wait, if those two are already so terrifying, then Principal Shen Zongtian..."

The City Lord of Thunder City only felt his scalp tingle. Originally, among the three Martial Master powerhouses of Lei City, he was the strongest, but now he suddenly realized that he was actually the weakest... Before he could think further, Lian Tushan and Principal Xu both flashed and flew towards Lei Cheng No. 1 Middle School...

At this very moment, at Lei Cheng No. 1 Middle School, the front drill ground.

The army of Ten Thousand Races was vast and mighty, covering the sky and obscuring the sun, seemingly about to annihilate Jiang Xuan and the more than seven hundred youths with a mere gesture.

However, just then, an old but tall figure, dressed in a black suit but wearing a purple checkered tie, stood in front of the army.

"Principal!"

Jiang Xuan was suddenly overjoyed. To be honest, he had almost despaired just now.

After all, the Ten Thousand Races had brought three Martial Saints this time, exuding an aura no weaker than martial dao sacred remains!

Even if he had many trump cards, facing a Martial Saint, he would absolutely have no chance of survival!

Of course, except when facing a Martial Saint of the Demon Wing Clan, as he possessed the Azure Dragon Dao Divine Ability, which consistently suppressed the Demon Wing Clan in terms of status.

Fortunately, the Principal had arrived now.

The originally fiercely powerful Ten Thousand Races army, seeing Shen Zongtian suddenly appear, was about to crush him regardless.

Just then, Laurel, the Martial Saint of the Centaur Clan, raised a hand, signaling the army to stop.

At the same time, the Martial Saint of the Pig-man Clan and Demon Wing Xuan had already fled to the side in fear, seemingly ready to escape at any moment.

"Shen Zongtian? Weren't you going to Griffin Planet?"

Laurel spoke, his tone filled with apprehension, but not much fear.

Shen Zongtian, with a cigar in his mouth, said calmly:

"I was going to, but then I suddenly realized this might be a trick by you beasts of the Ten Thousand Races to lure the tiger out of its mountain, so I rushed back. Good thing, I really made it in time."

Laurel sighed:

"Why do you think you saw through our scheme, and not that you've fallen into our trap instead?"

As his voice fell, a translucent figure, whose aura was noble yet terrifying to the extreme and powerful to the extreme, suddenly separated from him.

At this instant, Shen Zongtian's expression changed, becoming completely grim.

"A wisp of the Centaur Clan God's Clone..."