Chapter 105: Hope, the Second Wave of Invasion Begins!

On the walls of Hengcheng, three Grand Master experts stood silently there.

Their gazes turned toward the not-so-distant Wanzu Tongdao.

There, countless experts of the myriad races gathered.

With Wang Long slaying two Grand Masters of the Myriad Races Sect and heavily injuring Ka Tu, the first wave of attack on the Wanzu Tongdao was completely blocked.

The battle also had a brief lull.

However, there was no joy to be seen on the faces of Wang Long and the two others; only worry remained.

Zhao Qing gazed at the Wanzu Tongdao, his brow slightly furrowed.

"This situation isn't something a second-tier passage should have."

Beside him, Xiong Heng couldn't help but say.

"Judging from the current trend, the second wave of myriad-race experts will likely rise to a higher level; this is getting a bit troublesome!"

Xiong Heng's brows were tightly knit, filled with irritation.

A hint of fatigue flickered across Wang Long's aged face.

Earlier, he had slain two Star Ancestor Masters and heavily injured Ka Tu, expending a great deal of his energy.

He still hasn't recovered to this day.

If the Wanzu Tongdao were to open again now, the situation for Daxia would become somewhat unfavorable.

Reinforcements from the southern regions haven't arrived yet; all they can do now is buy time.

But they're afraid... they might not even be able to stretch out the time enough!

For a moment, the three Grand Masters fell into deep thought.

Meanwhile, in another corner of Hengcheng.

Su Yu was conversing with several people.

"Tsk tsk, who would have thought that in just a month or two, that kid who had only just entered the ranks of Martial Artists would leap straight to becoming an Organ Tempering Realm Martial Artist?"

Liu Kuang sized up Su Yu from head to toe.

His eyes were full of envy.

You know, even he himself is only at the early stage of the Organ Tempering Realm.

Even the highest among them, Dong Buwei, is only on par with Su Yu.

In terms of combat power, he's even inferior to Su Yu.

Su Yu said with a smile, "Without the recommendations of the two presidents, I couldn't have gotten into the Heavenly Pride Battalion; everything still relies on their recommendations."

Dong Buwei laughed and said, "What are you talking about? Our purpose is to discover the Human Race's Heavenly Pride and nurture them; your current achievements also come from your own step-by-step progress."

"By the way, have you gone to see that old geezer Wu Ming?"

Liu Kuang asked.

"President Wu? I came in a hurry, so I haven't yet gone to see President Wu."

Su Yu said somewhat embarrassedly.

Liu Kuang laughed and said.

"It's not urgent; going now isn't too late. Ever since you left, that old guy has been bragging to me every day that you're a graduate of Yizhong, to the point my ears are calloused."

"By the way, if I remember correctly, he's currently organizing an evacuation somewhere at Yizhong, and you know most of the students there aren't Martial Artists yet—they're ordinary people."

Su Yu nodded and said, "Then I'll go see President Wu."

After saying that, Su Yu bade farewell to the two and headed toward Yizhong.

At this moment, on the campus of Yizhong.

Wu Ming was continuously organizing the students' orderly evacuation.

Although reinforcements from Jiangnan Province and the two eastern and western provinces have arrived, Hengcheng is about to become the main battlefield, so ordinary people staying here is ultimately unsuitable.

Around Wu Ming, students gathered, chattering away nonstop.

"President, will Hengcheng really be gone?"

"President, will we be able to come back in the future?"

"President...."

Listening to the students' words, even Wu Ming found himself unable to bear it for a moment.

He didn't know how to speak to these naive students, nor how to let them safely get through this crisis.

All he could do was offer comfort.

"Don't worry, do you still remember the senior I mentioned earlier? He's the Heavenly Pride of our entire Jiangnan Province, and he's returned as well—with him around, you'll be fine."

Wu Ming looked at the many students before him, his heart somewhat unsettled.

He had been principal for dozens of years, watching countless students grow up.

And now, the fate of Hengcheng seems to have reached its end.

Then what about him as principal....

Just as Wu Ming was still wandering in uncertainty, a light laugh sounded beside his ear.

"Old principal, I'm back."

Hearing that familiar voice, Wu Ming's whole body involuntarily shuddered, and then he abruptly turned toward the direction the sound came from.

All he saw was a youth in white robes, facing the wind, a smile playing on his lips, looking at him.

Wu Ming's pupils trembled slightly, and then he let out a sound of joy.

"Su Yu!"

The students beside Wu Ming, hearing his words, also couldn't help but look toward Su Yu.

"Is this Senior Su Yu? So handsome!"

Wow, I never thought we'd still be able to see Senior Su Yu.

Some female students, looking at Su Yu's appearance, couldn't help but feel their infatuation well up.

Wu Ming hurried forward, sizing up Su Yu from head to toe.

Hey kid, you still remember me!

Wu Ming burst out laughing.

Su Yu smiled faintly and said.

Back then, it was you, Principal, who took me to the Martial Artists Association for the test—how could I ever forget you?

Looking at Wu Ming, Su Yu also couldn't help but feel a sigh.

You have to know, when I first saw Wu Ming, the impression he gave me was incredibly unfathomable.

But looking at it now, Wu Ming's strength is merely at the peak of the Blood Refining Realm.

He's still a short distance away from reaching the Organ Tempering Realm.

However, placing that strength in Hengcheng, it's already considered quite good.

At that moment, a somewhat younger student came up to Su Yu, lifted her head, looked at him, and said.

Senior... will we be able to return to Hengcheng? Grandfather Principal said you've come back, so Hengcheng will be saved!

Su Yu's mind jolted; looking at the little girl's pure eyes, a string in his heart tightened involuntarily.

After a moment, Su Yu took a deep breath, a gentle smile appeared on his face, and he rubbed the little girl's head.

He will come back; by then, all of Hengcheng will make you feel refreshed.

Now, just follow the teacher and leave peacefully; leave everything to us!

Having received Su Yu's promise, the little girl happily ran to her companions to share the joyful news.

Sigh, I'm afraid that by giving them hope, the disappointment will be even greater later.

Wu Ming sighed; how could he not know that this crisis in Hengcheng could plunge the entire Jiangnan Province into misery?

Such consolation now is merely the fuse for future disappointment.

Su Yu remained silent, merely quietly observing that ordinary crowd.

The belief in his heart gradually underwent a slight change.

However, at that very moment, an extremely terrifying aura erupted outside Hengcheng.

Within Hengcheng, all the martial artists couldn't help but feel their minds jolt.

A shared feeling arose in their hearts.

The second wave of the Myriad Races' attack... is about to begin!