As the weather warms up, the rainy season in Emenas gradually arrives.

It was early morning and there was still rainwater from last night on the ground. Some white petals and green leaves were scattered on the boulevard and were stepped on by some early-rising students.

The central campus is located on a flat surface, with the main buildings arranged roughly in the shape of a "品" (a character for "品"). The northern section houses the teaching halls, classrooms, and offices. The western and southern sections house various activity facilities, including an archery range, a horse racing track for freshmen, a courtyard for combat training, activity rooms for student clubs, and a garden for raising monsters. The eastern and southern sections house dormitories for freshmen and seniors in the central campus.

The white brick apartment-style buildings are neatly arranged, yet not too densely packed. They are separated by open spaces and surrounded by verdant apricot trees. It's apricot blossom season, with five evenly spaced white petals. The slender white stamens are tipped with pale yellow, and if you look closely, you can even see tiny specks of pollen.

As the sun slowly rose, more and more students came onto the boulevard. Four girls from the same dormitory walked together, talking in low voices.

"No way, Luo Lan actually lost."

Since Loran Hill returned home late last night and everyone else had gone to bed, Alena only found out the result of the battle now.

"Why are you so surprised? The Rising Star Competition is indeed full of hidden talents." Lettice stared at Alena with some confusion.

"You guys, are you going to place a bet?"

"Ahaha... How is that possible? Why would I go to gamble?" Alena denied it completely, but she looked lost. Although she didn't gamble, she probably made a bet with someone else.

"So, who beat Roland?" Nia asked curiously as she walked beside him, wearing a light brown hat on her head.

"Well, keep it secret."

Seeing that Loran Hill was deliberately keeping silent, Alena was a little annoyed. She wanted to rush up and pinch her face, but when she thought that she couldn't beat her, she gave up.

During the previous combat class, the two had briefly sparred with wooden swords, or rather, Alena had sparred with several people in the dormitory with a wooden sword. Unfortunately, they were defeated in all three matches. Loran Hill was a natural, but Nia had grown up on the grasslands, where fighting with wooden sticks was a common pastime for the people. Lettice had also learned court swordsmanship as a child, and while her actual combat skills were average, they were still far superior to Alena's wild stick swordsmanship.

In this way, the top four of the Rising Star Tournament were finally decided, namely Bumansha, Isaiah, Rock, and the orc freshman Tim.

Several teachers who knew the truth shook their heads at this strange result, wondering if two of them were lucky or the others were unlucky. Since the numbers were randomly assigned at the time, it just so happened that several gold-level geniuses were gathered together and eliminated each other. The top ones among them, Aloy, Lu Shuang, and the short-sleeved boy were all defeated by Loran Hill and failed to enter the top 16.

As a result, two of the top four have only entered the semi-finals with a combat rating of silver level. The only consolation is that one of the two most special geniuses, Bumansha, has also entered the semi-finals.

"It's a pity that Miss Loran No. 309 gave up for some reason." A teacher looked at the form in his hand.

"Maybe they don't care about rankings. Oriental people do have this kind of personality and hobby." Another teacher who checked and repaired the site said. As he pressed his hands on the ground, the bumpy ground became flat, the walls around it returned to their former smoothness, and some potholes were filled with the surging soil.

Then, a gray glow spread, and the soil and debris petrified again, forming diamond-shaped pieces of floor. To emphasize the grandeur of the finals venue, the teacher had also taken the trouble to create a star-shaped pattern on the stone slabs, corresponding to the Rising Stars finals.

"Your ability to petrify things is really useful. It would be great for building a house." The teacher holding the form said enviously.

"Haha, a noble did ask me to do something similar before, but he later thought my price was too high, so he didn't continue."

"Isn't this a piece of cake? How much do you want?"

"300 extraordinary gold coins."

"That's really expensive."

"You don't understand. A house and a floor are completely different. If you build them all from one piece, problems are likely to occur. If they break, they'll collapse easily. And if you really want to learn how to build them piece by piece like an ordinary stonemason, then why would you need me? That's why they didn't hire me anymore."

After the two chatted for a while, as it got darker, the freshmen began to leave get out of class, and the finals were about to begin.

First, it was Bumantha versus Tim.

The tall body is about two meters high, with two thick black horns pointing straight to the sky. If you look closely, you can see rough spiral patterns on the horns.

Facing Bumansha was Tim, a freshman from the Minotaur tribe. He stood on the battlefield, holding a thick spear in his hand. The lights today were particularly bright, with several shining magic balls suspended in the air. There were also several referees and teachers watching the game.

Compared to the tall and strong Tim, Bumansha looked a little small. This time she did not use a wooden pole, but a slightly more formal wooden sword.

Tim looked at the girl across from him, wielding a wooden sword as slender as a fire stick, with disdain. He grasped a spear, roughly the thickness of an ordinary man's fist, and pounded it into the ground, creating a dent and sending the five-meter-long shaft trembling. The spear is mightier than the sword; that's the maxim.

Although he is also Sequence 4, he possesses strength comparable to that of a Gold rank, which is close to that of a Sequence 5. He is called the 'Giant Bull of Heaven' by the chief shaman of his tribe, meaning that he is a wild bull born according to the will of heaven and can wrestle with giants.

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