"Thank you, senior." Rock was not very good at giving compliments, but he still bowed deeply and then stepped back. Only then did the freshmen next to him start to congratulate and talk loudly.

“Amazing!”

"So strong~"

"Rock should be the strongest in our class."

"That's not necessarily true. Lettice is also very powerful, but she is better at using magic than swordsmanship."

"Ye Ling from the next class is also very powerful. I saw her easily defeat several very strong classmates."

"I heard that the Rising Stars Tournament has started registration. I wonder how many of our class will make it to the top sixteen."

"There are sixteen classes of freshmen, so that's about one for each class?"

"It's hard to say. Every class has different strengths. I heard from the teachers that our class of freshmen is the strongest he has ever taught."

"Doesn't he say that to every class?"

"Huh? Really? I was so excited and worked hard every day."

"Well, just pretend I didn't say anything. Um...come on."

"Have you signed up? Let's go together."

"No, no, no, fighting and killing are not for me. I'd rather learn something gentle, like healing, herbalism, alchemy, or something like that."

"But no matter which academy you go to, there are combat performance requirements in the promotion assessment. Even at the Temple Academy, which has the lowest combat performance requirements, you need to be rated above average to be admitted."

"Wow, why is this happening?"

"I'm sorry, you pampered young lady, we poor people who fight and kill every day have embarrassed you."

"Go away and spit out the cake I gave you yesterday." Then there was another round of playful noises from the side.

As the combat training ended, Alena and Loran Hill were on their way back, chatting.

Alena put her hands behind her head and walked carefree, looking at the scenery under the sunset in the distance and the classmates chasing after her. Then she turned around and asked, "Luo Lan, have you signed up?"

"Are you talking about the Rising Star Competition? I've already registered." Loran Hill walked aside with a school bag in his hand and answered with his head slightly raised.

"I've never seen you fight against others. Every time you just dance with your sword slowly on the side. Are you confident this time?"

Luo Lanxier also looked at the chasing figures in the sunset, a smile on his face. The shadows of the trees and the afterglow of the setting sun cast a shadow on his body, and his long black hair was also covered with a light golden layer. He said softly, "Have a little confidence."