The news of the First School competing against the Second School for their Gold Leaves spread. In the blink of an eye, the entire Southwind Academy had congregated amongst the upper levels of the Tree of Resonant Power, all to participate in the excitement.
Southwind Academy had four schools. The First School was the most illustrious, the Second School could be seen as the reserves. When it came to the Third and Fourth Schools, saying that they existed to make up the numbers would be a slight exaggeration, but the truth was that they were of a lower standard.
To those students, the Gold Leaves of the Tree of Resonant Power were something that they could only see but not touch. Just watching the First and Second Schools duking it would be good enough.
Almost no one believed that the Second School could win.
On the eastern side of the Tree of Resonant Power was a flat area that consisted of numerous massive and sturdy branches coiled together. These tightly weaved branches formed a vast, wooden platform tens of meters long. It often served as an area for students to exchange pointers after cultivation and to compete against each other.
Right at this moment, the four sides were squeezed full of people eager to watch the oncoming fight.
The First School and the Second School naturally found their respective places on the east and west of the platform. The mood differed significantly on each. The students on the side of the First School were full of raucous smiles and laughter. It was clear that they weren't really treating this battle as anything important. This was to be expected considering that there were limitations to the resonant power stage for this competition. When it came to talent, Sixth Seal resonant masters could not even place within the top ten.
This meant that the true experts of First School would not even have a hand in this.
In comparison to the First School, the atmosphere in the Second School was full of unease and anger. They were all from the same academy and had a good understanding of their standing within it. Even the thought of victory was something they did not believe in. Crucially, they were only hoping to not lose in a humiliating fashion…
"This is meaningless. What's the point of such a battle?" Difa Qing lazily stretched, her beautiful curves accentuated by the school uniform. Even her fellow female schoolmates could only stare at her in envy, while some hot-blooded guys were boiling with emotion at this sight.
The fact that Difa Qing was considered one of the golden flowers within Southwind Academy was not a title in jest.
"Well, this can definitely kill some time." A gentle voice wafted over. Turning her head to look over, she saw another lady walking over. She had a head of long, black hair, elegant features, and an icy, jade-like complexion. This new entrant was known as Lu Qing'er
"Elder Sister Qing'er." Difa Qing's eyes brightened up at this sight, immediately waving at her. Lu Qing'er was even more famous than her and more importantly, she was someone who did not rely on appearances, but on her strength. She easily suppressed numerous geniuses within the First School.
She was the poster child for First School with her looks and abilities.
Many felt that Lu Qing'er would have become a legend within Southwind Academy if not for the fact that she had been overshadowed by Jiang Qing'e's radiance.
Hence, if Difa Qing's number one idol was Jiang Qing'e, Lu Qing'er was second.
These two goddesses were Southwind Academy's most exceptional beauties. Now that they were sitting together, they created a soul-stirring scene for all those who glanced at them. Gradually, people started to gather around them.
"Doesn't Elder Sister Qing'er deign to participate in such affairs normally?" Difa Qing asked curiously.
With a slight smile, she replied, "I'm just here to have a casual look."
Her beautiful eyes were focused in the direction of the Second School before she continued, "You mentioned that the Second School will dispatch three fighters?"
Difa Qing replied, unperturbed, "The Second School only has Zhao Kuo and Yuan Qiu who have reached the Sixth Seal Stage. Plus, they’ve only just reached that point."
"Who is the third one, then?" Lu Qing'er asked.
Difa Qing paused for a bit, unsure of how to reply. Instead, someone in the crowd spoke up. "It's most likely going to be Li Luo. He may have a blank palace, but his resonance arts are the best. If one were to stretch it, he could barely compete against Fifth Seal Stage cultivators."
With Lu Qing'er's appearance, some of the most elite students of the First School who were previously uninterested in the competition had muddled over. The one who spoke was a heroic-looking and tall youth.
Difa Qing batted him an eye and ridiculed him. "So it's you, Song Yunfeng. Seems like you've decided to participate in the festivities. What sort of ulterior motives do you have?" Song Yunfeng was also exceptionally famous within Southwind Academy. In terms of strength, he was on par with Lu Qing'er. Furthermore, he came from the Song Family, one of the three largest families in the Tianshu Province.
Him liking Lu Qing'er was not a secret, and he had never tried to hide it.
Facing Difa Qing's inquisitive questions, he gave a warm smile and did not retort. Instead, his gaze fell upon Lu Qing'er's beautiful and elegant face.
Even in the face of his passionate gaze, Lu Qing'er's expression was unchanging. She merely politely returned it with a greeting smile.
Seeing Lu Qing'er's passive response, Difa Qing immediately steered the conversation back to where it was originally. "If the Second School dispatches Li Luo, it's just courting humiliation. The three Sixth Seal cultivators our First School has picked are well renowned."
Song Yunfeng smiled and got straight to the point. "Do you still think the Second School bears any hope of winning? They are just here to parade around."
"You're probably right." Difa Qing laughed lightly.
Lu Qing'er, on the other hand, was looking towards the field, staring at Li Luo's silhouette. For some reason, she could feel that the Li Luo here today didn't seem the same as before.
Suddenly, she interjected with a little smile. "I feel that... that may not be the case."
Once she spoke, Difa Qing, Song Yunfeng, and all the other students of the First School were a little taken aback.
Song Yunfeng followed Lu Qing'er's gaze and also noticed Li Luo. Seeing her faintly smiling at Li Luo brought a sense of unease to his heart.
"Qing'er, this is no longer the past," Song Yunfeng pointed out with good intentions.
Yet she did not reply, a non-committal smile on her face. On the other hand, Song Yunfeng felt absolutely furious deep down upon seeing that smile, similarly hatefully glancing towards Li Luo with a cold expression on his face.
This scumbag had already fallen into the dumps; why did his influence still linger on like some sort of undeparted spirit?
Amidst the rising fervor of the audience, the three contestants from the Second School walked up. Unsurprisingly, they were Li Luo, Zhao Kuo, and Yuan Qiu.
Three from the First School also made their way forward.
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