Chapter 223 Lanqi's Most Sinful

Two days later.

Although the weather was not very good and the sky seemed gloomy even in the afternoon, the royal capital of Ikerit was very lively today, Friday, with citizens and tourists gathering near Ikerit College.

Because there is another public event held by Ikrit Academy which has not been seen for a long time.

Coupled with the vigorous publicity of the Alchemy Academy Hutton Times, it attracted many residents of the royal capital to come to Ikrit Academy to watch the fun.

Not only were all the tickets for the Knights' Court Arena sold out, but even the edge of the Gera Memorial Plaza where people were watching the live broadcast was filled with pedestrians, and there was not a single empty space in the huge plaza.

The live scenes are being projected on a giant outdoor screen.

The camera swept across a magnificent arena from high in the sky. The area surrounding the building was filled with law and order troops, ensuring the safety of citizens participating in this large-scale rally.

In the huge arena, spectators were pouring in from all directions on the staircase walkway just to witness the upcoming exciting team fighting match.

The audience who had already taken their seats were in high spirits and the noise was deafening. Occasionally, there would be waves of cheers that were louder than the last, echoing throughout the entire arena.

In the rest area on the left side of the venue, the team from the Royal Academy of Alolan was already prepared. Their clothes were neatly matched, and the team leader, the professor sitting in the seat, was their coach. He folded his arms and closed his eyes. The contestants waved and greeted the audience with smiles on their faces, and their eyes revealed a sharp determination, which showed their absolute certainty of victory.

A giant screen hanging on one side of the arena was playing profiles of the players from the two teams. Their photos showed bright, sunny smiles, and the atmosphere became even more heated as the exciting and shocking battle songs played.

High up, sitting in the judges’ booth were the three deans of Ikerita College.

They are Dean Loren of the Sages' College, Dean Bolau of the Magicians' College, and Dean Sventos of the Knights' College.

As for the dean of the Alchemy Academy, he is still in prison.

"Teacher Sfintos, is this match really okay?"

Loren's expression was filled with uneasiness.

I thought that all the students of Alolan Royal College would be sent off safely soon, but I didn't expect that there would be such a closing event near the end.

What's even worse is that I heard that Lanqi, on behalf of the Student Union, personally took over the position of coach of the Fighter's Soul Team.

Loren hadn't seen Lanqi for two days, and he was afraid that Lanqi would give him a big gift soon.

"It's normal for young people to be a little energetic and noisy. If anything goes wrong, it's my fault anyway."

The old man sitting on the far left looks to be over 70 years old, but he is at least 1.9 meters tall when he stands up. He is wearing a black suit, with his gray hair hanging in front of his eyes and a nonchalant smile on his face.

"We made enough money from ticket sales and advertising this time. I'll take 40% and you'll each take 30%."

Professor Bolao had no objection and nodded with satisfaction.

“…”

Loren didn't know what to say and could only hope that Lanqi would behave himself this time.

Under the stands where the three people were, the arena was already boiling before the game even started, like a volcano about to erupt. Every spectator was looking forward to the arrival of the hour to ignite the imminent fighting competition.

In the front row of the audience seats near the fighting stage.

Two light-haired girls sat next to each other, one with a blank expression and the other with a slightly worried look.

"Tata, I haven't seen Lanqi for two days. I'm a little scared..."

Hyperion said, holding Talia's hand beside her.

Since Hyperion was an insider of the student union, she easily got a ticket for the seat with the best view.

There are many familiar people around here.

Everyone is just watching the fun and enjoying the show.

Even Lanqi's father Noe was sitting in the back and was having a great time. He was holding snacks in his hand and leaning back in his chair leisurely, looking forward to the show starting.

Ever since Lanci agreed to give special training to the Fighter Soul Team, Lanci asked Hyperion and Frey to go back and report to the president, while he took these fighters to a place for professional guidance.

Logically speaking, the three gods were only transformed by Lanqi for one day, and it was an entertaining and educational mode.

Hyperion didn't know what would happen if Lanci was left alone to undergo intensive transformation for two full days.

"There's nothing to be afraid of."

Talia said without any emotion in her voice.

She didn't understand why Hyperion was worried all the time.

That guy Lanqi can't do anything wrong, she can easily control him.

Talia doesn't like watching crowds, and she doesn't like crowded places.

But Hyperion cared a lot about this game, so she accompanied Hyperion and took the opportunity to see what Lanci was tinkering with.

On the other side of the stands in the distance.

A girl with crimson hair was looking down at the venue with a complicated and troubled expression.

Now Tserwini's long crimson hair was draped over her shoulders. She just let her hair down from a high ponytail and dressed like an ordinary student. Her eyes were no longer so aggressive but became calm and gentle. The students of the Knight Academy could not recognize her, and sometimes people even asked who this red-haired lady in the school was.

She had clearly decided not to fight anymore.

But now, for some reason, she clenched her fists again.

The clock struck about two-fifty.

The official competition will start at three o'clock.

The Ikerita Academy team still hadn't appeared on the right side of the arena.

"Should they be here soon?"

"If you don't come, it will be considered as giving up the game, right?"

"In fact, it is possible that they may give up the competition. It is said that the fighters from Ikerit Academy were beaten badly before, but Ikerit Academy has found a powerful coach."

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

"If you abandon the game and don't play at all, you have to refund the money!"

The sky was as dark as thick ink, covering the entire arena. Dark clouds occasionally floated over the arena, making the already dim venue even darker.

The strong wind swept across the field, rolling up gusts of fallen leaves and dust, as if mocking human fragility.

finally.

At the entrance of the Ikerite side of the arena, six figures gradually appeared. They were the Fighter's Soul Team led by Coach Ranchi.

The mere appearance of these few people quieted down the entire arena audience for a while, until it was completely silent.

Occasionally, lightning would break through the darkness in the dark clouds, illuminating the entire venue. That momentary light was like the eyes of God, examining all living beings below.

Thunder followed, shocking people. It was a warning from God, telling people that this was a life-and-death battle.

Under this sky, two teams of people stood on both sides of the arena.

Their eyes met. Although the wind was roaring and the dark clouds in the sky were flashing with lightning, the confrontation between the two teams was so quiet, like the calm before a storm.

In the audience, people's breathing seemed to have stopped, and only the cold wind passed through them, taking away a trace of warmth.

Some elderly people held their scepters tightly in their hands, women pulled their coats tighter, and children held their parents' hands tightly. The feeling of oppression was like a huge stone pressing on everyone's chest, making it hard to breathe.

Even if you look from a distance, you can feel the rising aura of the five people behind Lanqi like invisible black shadows.

Tserwini, who was originally hesitating whether to jump down and tell her brothers that "she will go on stage to fight", was stunned for a moment.

She just felt extremely strange.

Those creatures seemed to be deprived of emotions and memories. They walked past her indifferently and did not notice her existence at the edge of the stands at all.

Her most precious friends, what happened? Talia rubbed her eyes in the other stand.

At first glance, she thought that these were five demons who were not good at disguising themselves as humans. Their hands seemed to be stained with murder, and the coldness that came from their souls was not concealed at all.

The last time she saw a creature with this feeling was in the Demon King’s Army’s special killing force.

Compared to the cheerful young men in the promotional materials shown on the screen, are these really the same five people? ! As the two groups of people in the center of the stands got closer and closer.

"I didn't expect you didn't run away, but actually came."

Kusai from the Alolan team walked in the front, looking down at the Ikerite fighters who came to challenge him and laughing.

“…”

Faced with Kusai's provocation, the fighters behind Lanqi did not respond at all.

Or rather, there is no light in their eyes, it is the look of looking at a dead person.

Lanci ignored Kusse for the time being and just said a few words to the referee next to him.

After a while, the referee asked the staff to bring a document and a pen.

Several members of the Fighter's Soul team quickly signed on it.

"Sign a life and death agreement first."

After checking the fighters' signatures, Lanci handed the "Knights Academy Arena Team Fighting Competition: Disclaimer and Risk Notice" to Kusse.

Please give me a monthly ticket at the end of the month! I bow down to you!

(End of this chapter)