The first day of the Winter Festival Gala, the college competition.

The Lakeside City Academy and the Quiet Moon Lake, the once peaceful mountains and lakes are now bustling with activity, with lights and decorations everywhere, colorful flags, and frost-green ornaments hanging.

The afternoon sun shone obliquely through the woods. Seven tall and majestic stone pillars stood upright on the blue lake. Each pillar was about ten stories high. Standing under one of the pillars, you probably had to tilt your head back to see its top.

With the central stone pillar as the center, the other six are evenly distributed around it. The central stone pillar is slightly smaller, about the size of two football fields in Loran Hill's memory. The six surrounding pillars are twice the size of the central one, and their tops are trapezoidal, forming steps for watching the game. Each of these stone pillars in the auditorium can seat about 1,600 people.

Although it was just past noon, the six magnificent stone pillars in the auditorium were already filled with people. The four major colleges and freshmen sat on five of the stone pillars, while the senior students in the central school building sat on a stone pillar viewing stand with their tutors and external visitors.

The dean of the Temple Academy held aloft her golden winged scepter. As she chanted an incantation, six pale golden spherical membranes enveloped the auditorium, shielding it from the winter wind and preventing stray arrows from the competition. This graceful, blond dean, though seemingly only in her twenties or thirties, possessed a peak Sequence 8 strength. Her true age was unknown; the only known fact was that many of the academy's teachers had been her students in their youth.

Bang--

Golden fireworks rose from below and then bloomed in the sky. Even in the daytime, you could see the dazzling brilliance.

"The 1054th Emenas College Competition has officially begun!" The dean of the central school building stood in front of the podium and announced loudly, his resonant voice echoing to every corner.

"Yeah~"

“Ouch~”

“Haha~”

Various cheers came from the audience seats. Some students were waving various cheering flags, with words written on their faces with colorful paints, and they looked extremely excited. Everyone was here to witness the birth of the strongest person in this academy.

The most eye-catching of all was the support team from High Tower Academy. In the center of the auditorium, two massive black and white banners were unfurled: one with a white dragon on a black background, the other with a black dragon on a white background. The two banners billowed like waves as the students waved them, clearly visible even to the students from the most distant Bridge Pier Academy.

There were two names written on it in black and white, 'Palin' and 'Xingliu' respectively.

Another slightly smaller banner was placed in the audience seats of the Walled City Academy. On the dark green background was a red sword with a rose pattern on the blade. Students nearby were shouting the name "Weilin".

Each college will send ten participants to the college competition: one sophomore, two third-year students, three fourth-year students, and four fifth-year students. These are selected in advance through internal competitions. Generally speaking, the higher the grade, the stronger the students, but this isn't always the case. For example, last year, Black and White Dragons, both fourth-year students, achieved impressive results, placing second and third in the competition.

It must be said that the Dragon Sequence is indeed strong in single combat and has few weaknesses. Although the Demon Sequence is highly offensive, it can also be easily countered by certain enemies.

"First up, Ai Hua, a sophomore from the Walled City Academy, faces Fei Li, a sophomore from the Temple Academy."

As the host finished speaking, two students slowly rose from the lift below and stepped onto the wide arena made of gray-white rocks. Since there was no protective cover in the center of the arena, the cold wind was still howling, causing a layer of white frost to form on the ground.

Aihua wielded a bright hunting bow, its body made of emerald green metal, engraved with vine-like patterns. Notably, the bow's outer edge was incredibly sharp, like a blade. It seemed this young woman was also good at close combat.

His opponent Fei Li was dressed much more simply, with a layer of black plated armor over a neat white shirt, and holding a heavy brass scepter with delicate patterns on the shaft. As he walked into the arena, bursts of white light began to flow through the patterns.

"The game begins!"

There is no need to explain too much, the rules are known to both sides before the game and the battle begins immediately.

Ai Hua, wearing a dark green leather skirt and hunting clothes that were convenient for movement, ran quickly on the field. Her red cloak swayed rapidly in the air, revealing the quiver at her waist, which contained 18 long-feather arrows, 9 with yellow and green patterns, and 9 with red and green patterns, each with its own use.

As she ran, she had already drawn two arrows and placed them on the bowstring, one red, the other yellow. Magical brilliance spread rapidly from the tail of the arrow to the front, finally blooming at the tip. Then the bowstring vibrated, a muffled sound echoed in the air, and the two arrows transformed into streams of light and flew out.

Unlike Ai Hua, Fei Li had barely moved since entering the venue, remaining stationary at the edge. This was intentional, of course. He wasn't the type of transcendental being known for his agility, so standing in an open area was actually disadvantageous. As Ai Hua moved, Fei Li began chanting a spell at high speed. Three seconds later, he raised his scepter and struck it on the ground, sending a transparent barrier shimmering with white light rising.

Before he could reinforce himself, two arrows were shot towards him. The yellow one hit the barrier and trembled, then lost most of its power. Finally, it flew forward a short distance and fell to the ground with a slight metallic vibration.

The red arrow directly penetrated the white light barrier and hit Feili's chest. The armor plates shattered and exploded, offsetting part of the arrow's impact force and allowing only the arrowhead to enter the body.

Feili frowned, suppressing the pain. He ignored the blood staining his armor and continued chanting the spell until intricate golden patterns appeared on the white barrier. Meanwhile, Aihua's second wave of arrows arrived. Three red arrows collided directly with the barrier, their trajectory distorted, and then passed right past Feili.

The students in the nearby audience also cheered and applauded when they saw this scene.

"This is a very skillful move." A senior student who was watching commented with the classmates next to him.

"Well, Aihua's arrows, the red ones should have the magic-breaking effect, and I guess the yellow ones have the armor-piercing effect. Her bow is also one of those new trends that Cangcui has released in recent years. It has a blade on the side, which is convenient for close combat. What's it called?"

"It's called a slashing bow, but this weapon is very difficult to use, so it's not widely used. Only some rangers use it."

"Very powerful~" Ai Hua looked at the barrier opposite, smiled, then leaped up and swung the sharp bow directly towards the barrier.

Sizzle——

Although the slashing bow in her hand was deflected by the powerful magic power flowing in the barrier, Ai Hua still successfully cut a long hole in the white and gold barrier. When she was about to flip over and get in, she picked up the brass scepter in her hand with great effort for a final fight.

[The light surges!]