The Land of the Earth

In half an hour, everyone returned to the academy without stopping.

Dean Chen was already standing at the entrance of the college, his expression full of anxiety.

As soon as he saw Song Chaoming and the others, he hurriedly said, "Hurry up, go to Wangcheng with Coach Wang to spar. This matter cannot be delayed.

Moreover, you will have an adventure to participate in later. This adventure is jointly arranged by our college and another college, and it is of great significance."

Tian Yuan listened, nodded calmly, and replied: "Yes, I understand."

At this time, Coach Wang strode out of the academy and waved his hand: "Then let's go."

After saying that, everyone used the art of flying and rushed towards the royal city.

The two-hour flight was a test of everyone's physical strength and energy, but their eyes were determined and they were focused on the royal city.

Finally, the outline of the royal city appeared before everyone's eyes. The royal city was magnificent, with walls towering into the clouds, like a giant dragon entwined above the earth. Every brick and stone showed the vicissitudes of time and its majesty.

On top of the city wall, flags fluttered, rustling in the wind. The patterns on the flags were delicate and complex, as if telling the ancient and glorious history of the royal city.

The gate of the royal city was enormous, and the metal inlaid on the gate shone with a mysterious light in the sun. On both sides of the gate stood guards in gorgeous armor. They stood tall and straight like pine trees, with eyes as sharp as eagles, watching the passers-by vigilantly.

As soon as everyone landed, a man came to greet them. He was dressed in elegant clothes and had a graceful demeanor. He smiled and introduced himself: "I am the instructor of Wangcheng. My name is Wen Tianche. You can also call me Teacher Wen. Follow me."

Led by Teacher Wen, the group entered the royal city. The streets were bustling with people and traffic.

There are a wide variety of shops on both sides of the street. Some sell all kinds of rare magic weapons, which are shining with strange brilliance in the windows; some sell gorgeous clothes, with exquisite patterns embroidered on the silk threads; and some sell delicious food, the aroma fills the air, making people salivate.

Everyone followed Teacher Wen for half an hour and arrived at Wangcheng College.

The college has a unique architectural style that combines simplicity and elegance.

The gate of the academy is made of precious wood and is carved with lifelike patterns of mythical beasts and immortals, as if telling the stories of countless legendary figures cultivated by the academy.

Entering the academy, there is a spacious square. The ground is paved with flat stone slabs, and mysterious runes are faintly visible on the stone slabs.

The square is surrounded by exotic flowers and plants, which are filled with fragrance. Some flowers even flash with faint light, showing their extraordinary origins.

After walking for another half an hour, they arrived at the competition stage. Before they even got close, they heard a noisy discussion.

Zhou Mingyao is like a rose with thorns, with a graceful figure. Her fiery red dress makes her fair skin even more charming.

Her eyebrows were slightly raised, and her eyes were like bright gems, flashing with cunning and proud light. Her cherry-like mouth opened slightly, and the words she spoke were always sharp, as if they could easily pierce the confidence of her opponents: "Is this someone coming from Songcheng?"

Xia Shangyu has a tall and straight figure, wearing a green shirt and a white jade belt around his waist, which makes him look more elegant.

He had a handsome face and eyes like deep lake water, his calmness shone with wisdom. A gentle smile always hung on the corner of his mouth, trying to ease the tense atmosphere around them. His every move showed the demeanor of a gentleman. He quickly said, "Don't say that. It's a blow to them."

Zhang Tiansong has a strong physique and his tight-fitting outfit highlights his heroic spirit.

He has thick eyebrows and big eyes, with a look of unruliness in his eyes. Under his high nose bridge is a talkative mouth, and his words are full of stubbornness and conceit.

Always ready to defend his own and his team's pride, like a cheetah ready to fight, he retorted, "That's obviously the truth."

Shen Aoning, on the other hand, was like an iceberg, cold and elegant. She wore a long, white dress, her black hair cascading like a waterfall, her skin white as snow. Her eyes were like cold stars, icy and sharp, as if they could see through all illusions.

When he pursed his lips, he exuded an unquestionable majesty that made people dare not offend easily. His every word and action was filled with the calmness of a veteran. He said seriously, "Don't say anything. I heard that this year's opponents are different and stronger than before. Everyone, don't be careless."

In midsummer, he is like a sunbeam, dressed in goose yellow clothes, and full of energy.

She has a pair of curved smiling eyes that seem to hide countless joys, and under her small nose is a mouth that always has a bright smile.

She skipped among the crowd, her cheerful appearance like a warm breeze that could blow away the haze around her, and she echoed, "Yes, we must not underestimate the enemy."

Tian Yuan raised his eyebrows after hearing this and responded loudly: "You only know how to brag. Only after the competition can you know the truth."

Seeing this, Coach Wang and Coach Wen quickly stepped forward to persuade both parties to remain calm.

It was finally decided that the competition would begin after a half-hour break, with each side sending out five people, and the winner would be decided in one match.

Coach Wang looked at Song Chaoming and the others with a serious expression and said solemnly, "Winning or losing in this competition isn't important. The key is to ensure your own safety. Remember that."

Tian Yuan clenched his fists, his eyes blazing with fighting spirit: "I must win. I want to let them know how powerful we are and give them a good slap in the face."

Feng Qi on the side nodded vigorously and said loudly: "I agree!" After Tian Yuan said that, he looked at his opponents with a sharp gaze, which seemed to be able to penetrate their souls and declare war silently.

Zhou Mingyao was stunned at first, then burst into a silver bell-like laughter, full of disdain: "Just you? You're quite arrogant. Don't get beaten to tears later."

Xia Shangyu frowned slightly, a hint of displeasure flashing in his eyes. He gently waved his folding fan and said slowly, "It's a good thing for young people to have fighting spirit, but don't be too arrogant. Be careful not to bite your tongue."

Zhang Tiansong's face was filled with rage. His eyes widened as he pointed at Tian Yuan and shouted, "Humph, you're courting death! You'll be in for it soon!"

Shen Aoning still had a cold expression on her face, and she just snorted slightly, as if she had heard a huge joke, but her cold eyes were now more scrutinizing, as if she was starting to look at Tian Yuan again.

Sheng Xia Li's bright smile disappeared. She pouted and said angrily, "You're going too far! We won't lose to you!"

Coach Wen's face darkened. He looked sternly at the people on his side who were angered by Tian Yuan, and whispered, "Shut up! The competition hasn't even started yet, and you're so impatient! How disgraceful!"

His eyes swept over everyone like lightning, making them quiet down.

Then, Coach Wen turned to Tianyuan, clasped his fists slightly, and said calmly, "Young friend Tianyuan, your courage is commendable, but verbal confrontation is meaningless.

Let's wait and see the real thing on the competition stage. I hope both sides can give it their all, and I also hope everyone will abide by the rules of competition and not damage the harmony."

His words were steady and powerful, calming the excited students on his side and responding to Tian Yuan's provocation, temporarily calming the situation.

Coach Wang frowned slightly, looked at everyone seriously, and said loudly, "Everyone calm down! The purpose of sparring is to learn from each other and communicate, not to make enemies.

Tianyuan, your fighting spirit is commendable, but don't let your emotions sway you. And you, don't let a few harsh words confuse you. True strength doesn't just come from words.