Imperial City International Airport.

As a transportation hub for the country and even the world, although the number of global aircraft has greatly reduced after the invasion of other worlds, it still has nearly half of the original number of daily plane movements, with a thousand flights, making it the busiest in the world.

One of the airports.

And because the North-South Competition happened to be held in the Imperial Capital, it can be said that the Imperial Capital is definitely the peak of tourism now.

Many tourists from all over the world come here first, planning to visit the thousand-year-old ancient capital before watching the North-South Competition.

At this moment, a medium-sized aircraft was slowly landing on the airport runway.

After a while, the cabin door was opened, the gangway was placed, and passengers walked out one after another.

Among them, a group of young students full of youthful vitality gathered together, looking around excitedly and talking non-stop.

This group of energetic young men and women are all students from South China University.

"Where should we go first?" one of the girls asked with excitement on her face.

As a young man, I have longed for competitions between young talented warriors. This time I came here with a group of like-minded classmates. I was very excited from the beginning.

"Let's go to the Legend Arena first. It's our first time here and we are not familiar with the place. We have to get the destination right first. We are here early, so we should seize the time to find a hotel nearby to stay, otherwise

There will definitely be no seats if we are late. After all this is done, we can go shopping in the imperial capital’s attractions.”

The boy with glasses, who was the temporary team leader, was already prepared to say it. The others nodded in agreement when they saw that it made sense.

"By the way, I heard that Senior Liu from our school has arrived. Wu Fan, aren't you also from the martial arts club? Can we, the support group, meet the person involved?"

One of them suddenly asked a muscular boy in the team.

As soon as he finished speaking, others looked at Wu Fan with interest. Apparently they were very concerned about the influential figure in the school, Senior Liu.

Wu Fan spread his hands with a wry smile and said: "I'm just a junior in the martial arts club. How can I have the contact information of Senior Liu? Besides, he is currently preparing for martial arts, so it is impossible for him to spend time to see us."

Everyone had no expectations and wasn't too disappointed. However, the topic continued to focus on Senior Liu.

"Tell me, what place will Senior Liu get in this North-South competition?"

"Senior Liu is already a third-level warrior at such a young age. I think he must be at the forefront among all the contestants."

"It's hard to say. I read in the news that many college geniuses are very strong, and many of them can compare with Senior Liu."

"Those are all fabrications by unscrupulous media, how can they be taken seriously? Senior Liu is as powerful as we have seen with our own eyes, Wu Fan, don't you think so?"

Wu Fan nodded heavily and said: "Even our third-level martial arts teacher can't beat Senior Liu, so he is naturally very powerful."

"Wow! If you can't even beat the teacher, isn't Senior Liu the most powerful in his class?"

"To be conservative, let's put Senior Liu in the top ten."

"It can definitely be done. By then, the reputation of South China University will be greatly improved!"

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It has to be said that everyone is influenced by their own circle and can only draw opinions based on what they see.

In the eyes of this group of South China University students, the so-called Senior Liu is their standard for judging genius.

Of course, there is nothing funny about this, because not only them, but also many passengers at the international airport are expressing their opinions on the North-South competition.

A student from a certain university is very good, and a disciple of a certain master has extraordinary combat skills

It can be said that this North-South competition is an opportunity for the general public to arouse their martial arts dreams. Even if the contestants are not themselves, as participants, they still share weal and woe.

Of course, as the subjects of previous North-South competitions, they almost subconsciously ignored it.

Not only is the military academy doing a good job of keeping secrets for ordinary people, but also because previous North-South competitions have always been conducted in a closed manner within the military academy, and outsiders simply did not know about it.

So much so that most people now think that this is the first time the North-South Competition has been held, and that the military cadets are the same as other participating forces, with no difference.

It is conceivable that when the North-South competition began, how many people wanted to buy their hands because of their blind and ignorant bets.

Suddenly, a deafening roar sounded in the sky.

Someone at South China University subconsciously looked up and burst out words instantly.

"Holy shit!"

"So arrogant!"

Not only them, other passengers also expressed the same emotion.

It turned out that a large lead-gray military transport plane full of violent aesthetics was different from other slow-moving passenger planes. It was falling from the sky with a majestic and indomitable momentum. In the eyes of others, it seemed to be committing suicide, and it was almost falling at a 90-degree angle.

As it approached, there was a sudden stretch, causing the military aircraft to glide smoothly and dangerously onto the runway.

"Did the captain of this plane fly a suicide plane before?"
Chapter completed!