The grand winter festival ceremony began.
After experiencing the turmoil within the college this year, this winter festival party seems particularly attractive. It sends a signal of the end of the year, meaning the end of a semester. The various dark histories that occurred this year will become the past, and students will usher in the next school year and a new beginning.
The venue for this evening party was chosen to be the central school building. As the magic sequence students of the Tower Academy cast a spell together, a large fan-shaped audience stand rose up, and the stacked steps formed natural seats, with more than 30 rows.
Then, a number of suspended orange lanterns rose up on the west side. These lanterns were controlled by on-site staff and floated above the venue, bringing a strong festive atmosphere.
Wreaths of frozen green branches and leaves, including orange or reddish berries, are hung throughout the venue, symbolizing abundance and blessings. This is a traditional decoration at the winter festival every year.
After the outstanding members of each college and grade competed against each other during the day, the competition is gradually coming to an end as it gets dark.
Thousands of students, teachers, and visiting guests sat in the auditorium, looking at the full moon stage with lights gathered in the center. At this time, the college competition before the Winter Festival Gala was taking place, and the competition would determine the owner of the only crown of this year.
"Congratulations to Elro for qualifying. The competition will now enter the finals. The current top eight are Lingxin, Elro, Darcy, Atati, Ling, Hongfan, Bumansha, and Ingrid."
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"What a surprising competition! By the end of this competition, half of the top eight were from the Walled City Academy, while the Central Campus, as the home campus, had no one at all." The students in the audience began to discuss.
"Also, last year's champion, Dulce, had a very tough game, unlike last year when we almost crushed them."
"It's all because of that Chaos Change. Many students were infected. To this day, we still don't know how the instigator managed to hide it from the sages."
"After this unrest, the Sage Council put a lot of thought into the investigation. It's said that some past secrets were involved, and the information was blocked. All we know is that some students voluntarily participated in the spread of the infection, and some students are still in a coma."
"It's really hard to imagine that such a situation would occur in Emenas, the city with the highest concentration of high-level transcendents in the world."
"Okay, enough talking, let's just watch the game. It's about to start, and this one's really worth looking forward to. After seeing the list of finalists, I'm increasingly convinced that the legend is true."
"What legend?"
"Sleeping Black Rose Queen, look at those Walled City Academy students, each one of them is incredibly strong, and they all come from the same club. You can imagine who the president of this club is."
"It's a pity that the president didn't participate in the competition, so we can't see his face..." The classmate shook his head, and the finals in the field began.
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On the field.
Elro looked at the elf girl with blonde twin tails in front of him and secretly groaned in his heart. These students in the Walled City Academy are really troublesome. I really don’t know who educated them. The teachers in the school don’t seem to have changed. How come there is such a big difference after a year?
He originally thought that with his talent and the special help from the ghost old man, it should not be a problem for him to get runner-up, let alone first place. But who would have thought that this time even reaching the semi-finals would be a problem.
"The game begins!" The referee gave the order and the two players on the field began to move.
Atati brandished his light green swords, kicked his feet, and flew through the air like a stream of light, slashing at the young man in front of him who was wearing a black robe with silver edges.
Elro knew that his speed would definitely not be able to catch up with the elf girl who was famous for her speed and swiftness, so he used his long-treasured secret technique, and his body turned into burning ashes and dissipated in the air, and then a thick black fog gradually filled the stadium.
"The Secret Art of Black Crow Smoke Ashes?" The elf girl recognized this long-lost dodging technique and said it in surprise.
As former rivals of the Mercury Dynasty, the Forest Elves naturally had detailed records of their enemies' various secret techniques and moves. Even though the Undead Order was now in decline, few people knew these secret techniques.
In the distant past, in order to cope with the sudden attacks of swift elven assassins, necromancers developed this secret self-defense technique to avoid assassinations. The technique involves temporarily transforming the body into a ghost, traveling through a short space, and then reappearing. This secret technique requires self-cultivation, otherwise the temporary transformation into a ghost body will bring severe side effects.
Above the playing field, Elro appeared again, his face pale. It was really difficult for him to use this secret technique now. Moreover, he did not have much time to practice due to his busy studies, and it would be very exhausting to use it.
"What a mistake!" he thought to himself, then waved his staff, and more thick black mist enveloped the venue. This black mist, carrying a chaotic mix of souls and magical fluctuations, could confuse and block perception, specifically targeting those sensitive elves with pointy ears.
Atati stood in the black fog, watching it gradually envelop him, recalling the teachings of the black-haired, red-eyed president. A green light flashed, and beautiful emerald green butterfly wings spread out behind him, then soared into the sky.
The violent wind whistled in his ears. Atati watched the bright moon in the sky getting closer and bigger, and a sense of freedom and joy flowed in his heart.
Unlike Maggie last year, she is not proficient in the art of transforming into a butterfly, but has her own unique expertise in the field of wind.
She threw the green wooden sword in her hand high into the air, then she stretched out her left hand, and the woven bracelet on her wrist continued to grow, with vines and branches spreading to both sides, forming long branch net bow arms. The hollow parts seemed to form the patterns of some kind of magic circle, and as the air flow passed through it, a humming sound was made.
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