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Behind them, the endless grey fog spread outward, forming a wall of fog thousands of meters high. In front was a cliff plunging down thousands of meters, no wonder it was called the Moat Station.

While Jack Clark and the freshmen stood at the cliffs edge, looking at the vast wilderness forest in the distance in a trance, a mans voice sounded over the stations loudspeaker.

Aspiring cultivators over there, stop staring and come over to check in.

Jack Clark and others turned their heads, noticing for the first time a guardhouse building a few dozen meters away.bender

Cough!

Jack Clark cleared his throat: Lets go over first. We still need to rush to the Nine Rings Mountain Range where the schools located.

Kyle Hawk, in flowing white robes, nodded, Thats right, this is just the entrance to the Alien Beast Battlefield. We still have a long way to go to get to the school.

Carney Lee said excitedly: Lets go, brothers.

As those guys hurried off towards the guardhouse, Jack Clark voluntarily helped carry a suitcase for Freya Louise, the smiling girl following behind with another one in her hand.

Facial recognition completed, fingerprint approved, South Sky Martial Height First Year Student, Kyle Hawk.

Facial recognition completed, fingerprint approved, South Sky Martial Height First Year Student, Carney Lee

Under the facial verification system, as everyone walked past the entrance of the guardhouse, their identities were announced electronically, precise and stringent.

Having completed the identity verification, the fifteen students walked towards a massive elevator platform behind the guardhouse according to the sign.

While technically an elevator platform, it was essentially a row of ten or so massive elevators installed on the cliff, designed to transport people and goods.

Inside the guardhouse, a soldier dressed in military uniform expressed some astonishment: This batch happens to be freshmen from South Sky Martial Height again.

Another person nodded in agreement: Indeed, the freshmen from South Sky Martial Height this year are strong, so many geniuses have broken through to the Third Layer Heaven in just one semester.

Each generation is stronger than the last.

While the two were talking, Jack Clark and the others had already reached the elevator platform and lined up. Seeing this, a soldier shouted, Please stand steady, students. May your martial luck thrive.

With the soldiers blessing, the colossal elevator suddenly descended at a breathtaking speed.

The raging wind howled in their ears, the descending speed almost reaching a hundred meters per second. The ground enlarged rapidly before their eyes, and they reached the bottom in just over ten seconds.

As the elevator slowly came to a halt, Elvis Raven couldnt help but clutch his chest: Damn, I almost thought we were going to crash.

Carney Lee shook his head: Its a surprise that you, a Third Layer expert, got so scared by a bit of weightlessness.

Bullshit, even Third Layer experts would be scared of a rapid descent of a hundred meters per second, were not High-Ranking Powerhouses. Elvis Raven retorted.

While the two were bickering, Jack Clark looked over at Freya Louise, noticing that she was relatively composed.

Freya Louises eyes were narrowed slightly, forming a crescent-moon smile as she said, This little bit of weightlessness doesnt scare me. I jumped from an altitude of over 10,000 meters last year before I even started my cultivation.

A year ago, at the age of fifteen, a jump from 10,000 meters. Jack Clark was slightly surprised as he looked at the girl before him.

He didnt expect that she had not only been good with guns daily, but also seemed to excel in all aspects, at least better than he had imagined. Jack Clark certainly didnt dare to go skydiving at the age of fifteen.

As for the sinking acceleration of over a hundred meters per second, ordinary people definitely could not bear it; they might even slam their heads on the elevator ceiling due to weightlessness.

But Jack Clark and his peers were all Third and Fourth Layer cultivators. With the operation of True Strength, their feet were rooted to the ground as if they had taken root.

Outside the elevator was a large square, filled with enormous trucks transporting goods, while occasionally armed soldiers could be seen patrolling.

This was a military base, similar to a cargo transfer station.

At this time, a captain officer came over, first checked the time on his wristwatch, then looked at Jack Clark and others and said in a deep voice, Students from South Sky ATartial Height?

Yes. Jack Clark and the others nodded.

The captain officer said firmly, Before you came, your teacher has applied for a flying fighter aircraft for you. Its at the No. 5 Airport runway over there. Lets go, Ill escort you there.

Everyone, who hadnt expected they would have to take an airplane, paused: We appreciate it, comrade.

No need to be formal, were all in this for Eastern Summer.

Under the guidance of the captain, they crossed the outskirts of the military base and arrived at the so-called No. 5 Airport after walking for slightly over twenty minutes.

All eyes were filled with awe immediately.

On the vast and wide airport runway, hundreds of unmanned combat aircraft with wing spans of tens of meters were parked, along with hundreds of dark thirty-meter-wing-span fighters.

On several separate runways, there were a dozen energy bombers of more than seventy meters in wing span and over a hundred meters in total length, with a futuristic design.

They recognized these types of combat aircraft because they had seen pictures of them.

Aside from these, in some hangars, there were some special combat aircraft that Jack Clark and others hadnt seen before.

The aircraft they were boarding was one of those special combat aircraft. It was over thirty meters long and just over twenty meters in wingspan, resembling a sharp bird.

When they arrived at the aircraft, the captain touched a piece of equipment on his left arm, and the aircrafts tail slowly lowered to extend a boarding ramp.

Seeing the surprise in Jack Clark and others eyes, the captain couldnt help but introduce it, This is a new generation of energy anti-gravity warplanes, codenamed Bluebird.

The main body material is cast from a combination of exotic beast bones and alloy, with several times the firmness of aerospace alloy but lighter in weight. Most importantly, this type of aircraft has high energy adaptability, capable of igniting an energy shield for combat with mutated birds..