Chapter 604: Assembly Notice! The Superior Top 32!

By the time they left Master Kevin's place, it was already close to half past five.

The moment Xu Jingming returned to the villa, he saw Ling Shuang and Xia Lan already waiting in the first-floor living room.

"We've been waiting for you. Let's go, we're treating you to a victory banquet."

A smile played on Ling Shuang's pretty face — clearly in an excellent mood.

She didn't use her own space-type ability; instead, with her long slender legs, she took the lead and walked out in front.

Xu Jingming and Xia Lan followed along beside her.

After arriving at the restaurant, Ling Shuang let Xu Jingming, the hero of the hour, order.

Xu Jingming didn't stand on ceremony — whether he knew the dishes or not didn't matter.

Anything that looked novel, he ordered the lot.

Unlike the restaurants of Great Xia, the eateries here in Moben leaned more toward Western-style dining.

The main hall was filled with small tables seating only two or three, all set with knives and forks.

But the dining tables in the private rooms were much larger, roughly the same as the round tables in Great Xia.

Even so, when every dish had been served, the entire round table was still packed full.

"Come, congratulations to you, Jingming — successfully becoming the head coach of the Elite Training Camp."

Ling Shuang led the way, and the three of them raised their glasses and clinked them together first.

Although this was spirit-fruit wine, for people whose lowest level was already fifth-tier, it was about the same as a soft drink.

"This time it was all thanks to having you. Otherwise, if I'd wanted to break the situation open, it really would have taken quite a bit of effort."

Setting down her glass, Ling Shuang turned a pair of beautiful big eyes toward Xu Jingming:

"The moment you got the head coach position at noon, within just those few hours in the afternoon,

quite a few martial arts hall managers already reached out to me privately to show goodwill."

Wherever there are people, there are interests; and where there are interests, different factions form.

The Moben branch of the Lei Ting martial arts hall could almost be said to have been run by Liu Shan into an ironclad bloc.

Anyone who wasn't part of his faction had no way of worming their way in.

But where there are winners, there are losers.

On this branch's side, there were quite a few people who were none too pleased with Liu Shan.

But Ling Shuang had only just arrived, and they didn't know her abilities, so they didn't dare make contact.

Yet the moment Xu Jingming came in and grabbed the head coach position, that really was somewhat unexpected for them.

So they released a little goodwill.

Of course,

to get them to fully help deal with Liu Shan — that's still not quite possible right now.

"As long as I can help Teacher Ling, that's good." Xu Jingming said with a smile. "The Genius Competition officials already sent me a notice.

Tonight's confirmation about going to the Clear Peak secret realm — I may be leaving in a couple of days."

"Go ahead. The Clear Peak secret realm really is a fine place."

Ling Shuang nodded. "If your luck holds, you might just snag another SS+ grade cultivation resource."

"Oh?" Xu Jingming's eyes lit up.

The SS+ grade cultivation resource awarded by the Genius Competition had already given him no small boost.

Naturally, he wouldn't mind getting one more.

After finishing dinner, it was around half past seven.

Xu Jingming returned to the villa, put on his mind helmet, and entered the virtual world.

He invited both Song Qiuyun and Jiang Chuxuan to his room to chat and catch up.

When it hit 8 o'clock, a teleport invitation appeared before his eyes, and only then did Xu Jingming click to teleport away.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!......

In the virtual world, on a boundless silver ground, one figure after another was teleported over in succession.

All of these people were the top 100 of this Global Genius Exchange Competition's Apex Tournament.

"Haha, Lei Di!"

"Hey, Ming!"

"We meet again."

"......"

The top 100 of the Global Genius Exchange Competition — as long as they don't fall, will inevitably become eighth-tier, or even ninth-tier ability users in the future!

They might end up fighting side by side someday; no one was foolish enough to offend others.

Especially Xu Jingming, Catherine, Su Yu, and Andrey — they were the ones everyone was eager to befriend.

So the moment Xu Jingming teleported over, quite a few people greeted him warmly.

Some were opponents he had once faced on the arena; others he didn't even know at all.

Yet every one of them wore a very friendly expression.

Of course,

except for Sakuragi Rin from Sakura Country.

She merely glanced at Xu Jingming from afar, then hurriedly ducked over to Catherine, who had likewise just been teleported over.

Sakura Country's current state could almost be described as a vassal state of Mi Country; such a reaction was perfectly normal.

But Catherine seemed to have not noticed this pretty girl with the hime-cut hairstyle at all.

The instant she was teleported over, she walked straight toward Xu Jingming.

This left Sakuragi Rin a bit bewildered — going seemed wrong, not going also seemed wrong.

But after glancing at the American prodigies clustered around her, she could only brace herself and follow along.

May the Holy Light forever protect you.

Catherine walked up to Xu Jingming and opened with a set of religious-style blessings.

Combined with her saintly appearance and the golden Holy Light deliberately lingering around her,

honestly, she really did look a bit like a goddess.

The majority of people in America were believers of the Holy Church.

The few prodigies gathered around Catherine were no different.

Looking at the saintly Catherine, their eyes were practically shooting stars.

But Xu Jingming didn't buy any of it. His sword brows lifted slightly, and he said coolly: "Something you need?"

Catherine hadn't expected Xu Jingming to be so cold, and her expression instantly stiffened.

But she quickly recovered, her face solemn and holy as she said:

"Xu Jingming, I think you must have some misunderstanding about our Holy Church.

How about this — come with me to America next time.

Once you truly witness the Lord's miracles, I believe you'll change your mind."

Good lord!

She's not going to leave me alone, is she?

Who'd have the time to go to America with you?

Xu Jingming simply shook his head: "Sorry, not interested."

Having said that, he turned and walked away, leaving Catherine alone on the spot in disarray.

This man — is he really that decisive?

"This is the Holy Angel that a billion believers around the world all want to get close to.

Others would jump at the chance to get near her, and you actually turned her down, Brother Xu?"

Su Yu had also been teleported over, and having taken in the entire scene, he laughed and teased.

"That girl's been brainwashed by religion — I don't want her clinging to me."

Xu Jingming shook his head.

He had to admit, America's propaganda machine was impressive.

To actually take an SS-class ability awakener and mold her into a steadfast theist, drawing countless believers to follow her.

But then again,

the SS-class ability Holy Angel really did lend itself to religious imagery.

"Everyone!"

Just as he was thinking this, a grand voice suddenly rang out.

A middle-aged white man in battle armor appeared before the crowd, his eyes sweeping over them with an oppressive weight:

"All of you must, before 9 a. m. on December 13th, international time,

arrive at Medan Kingdom in the European Union. The Clear Wind Secret Realm will open there.

The specific address will be sent to each of your emails.

Anyone who fails to arrive on time will be deemed to have forfeited their Clear Peak Secret Realm rewards.

As for the top 32 prodigies of the Peak Tournament, dedicated planes will be arranged — you only need to provide your address."

The top 32 get dedicated planes; everyone else has to make their own way there.

The preferential treatment couldn't be more obvious.

But no one present felt this was unfair.

In their eyes, the top 32 of the Peak Tournament were indeed a cut above the rest.