The Land of the Earth

The teacher looked at the slightly exhausted group, his eyes full of concern, and said gently, "You're tired too, go back and rest. The academy will be holding a competition in two days, with our class competing against other classes, so prepare well."

Everyone answered in unison: "Okay, I understand." After that, they dispersed.

Two days later, the sunlight was like a golden veil, gently spreading to every corner of the college.

The college's competition venue is like a huge magnet, attracting everyone.

Colorful flags were flying around the venue, and the colorful flags fluttered in the breeze, as if cheering for the upcoming fierce battle.

In the center of the venue is a huge and flat circular stone platform, which is engraved with ancient and mysterious runes. The runes gleam in the sunlight, as if they are also looking forward to this feast of strength and skill.

Song Chaoming, Jingyun, Tianyuan, Chaoyun and Feng Qi all returned to the academy in high spirits.

Song Chaoming looked confident, flexing his wrists as he walked, thinking to himself, "I've been practicing a lot these past two days, I must perform well."

Jingyun was chatting and laughing with his friends beside him, with excitement gleaming in his eyes, like the twinkling stars in the night sky.

Tian Yuan crossed his arms over his chest, his expression calm, like a towering mountain, as if everything was under his control. His eyes looked firmly at the competition venue, as if he was examining his own battlefield.

Chaoyun jumped up and down, looking relaxed and happy, muttering, "This competition is sure to be interesting."

He looks so energetic, like a happy little deer.

Although Feng Qi didn't say anything, his eyes showed determination. He silently clenched his fists and cheered himself up. The veins on his forehead bulged slightly, showing his inner tension and anticipation.

The teacher smiled and nodded, then waved his hand and said, "Let's go to the competition venue." Everyone followed the teacher towards the competition venue.

When they arrived at the venue, it was already packed with people.

The audience came from all directions like a tide, filling the venue completely.

They were either standing in the stands or crowded at the edge of the field, and everyone's face was filled with excitement and anticipation.

In the stands, the students were wearing colorful school uniforms, and from a distance, they looked like a sea of ​​blooming flowers.

The lower grade students sat in the front row, their eyes full of curiosity as they chattered away.

Some stretched their necks, trying to see every detail on the field; others excitedly waved small colorful flags in their hands to cheer for their favorite players.

"Who do you think will win this time?" A junior girl with twin ponytails asked while pulling her companion's arm, her eyes sparkling.

"It's hard to say. I heard that all the contestants this time are very strong, especially Tianyuan. His previous performance was amazing." The companion replied, his eyes fixed on the center of the venue.

At the edge of the venue, some senior students stood with their arms folded. They looked serious, like professional judges.

They communicated in low voices, discussing the characteristics of each player and possible tactics.

Cheers and discussions intertwined together, like a passionate symphony, and it was extremely lively.

The dean stood on the podium, wearing a solemn robe and looking majestic.

In the sunlight, his figure looked particularly tall. The dean cleared his throat and announced in a powerful voice: "The game begins!" The voice was like a huge bell, echoing throughout the venue.

The first match was between Tian Yuan and Fan Tian. The two stood in the center of the field, like two gods of war facing each other.

Tian Yuan frowned slightly, his eyes as sharp as a hawk's as he stared at his opponent, as if trying to see through him. He thought to himself, "Fantian's strength should not be underestimated. I must be careful."

He stood with his feet slightly apart, in a horse stance, with his fists clenched at his waist, ready to attack at any time.

Fan Tianze raised the corners of his mouth, revealing a confident smile. There was a hint of provocation in that smile, as if he was sure of victory.

He shook his head, moved his shoulders, waved his hands, muttered something, the muscles on his face trembled slightly due to the exertion, and there was a fierceness in his eyes.

In an instant, the sky changed color, and the originally clear sky was covered by dark clouds.

In the dark clouds, countless stone swords fell from the sky like raindrops, whistling towards Tianyuan with a whistling sound.

The stone swords cut through the air, making a sharp whistling sound, and each stone sword flashed with a cold light.

Tianyuan was not in a hurry, his feet were firmly planted on the ground, as if they had taken root.

He took a deep breath, thrust his hands forward, and his eyes became more focused, like a burning flame.

He shouted loudly, and a blazing wall of fire appeared out of nowhere. The wall of fire was several feet high, with flames burning fiercely and making crackling sounds, as if it was demonstrating to the enemy.

The rain of stone swords hit the wall of fire, splashing sparks, and the sparks flew everywhere like gorgeous fireworks.

Some sparks splashed onto Tianyuan's face, leaving a few small black spots, but he didn't frown at all, and his eyes were still fixed on the front.

Immediately afterwards, Tianyuan cast a spell again, his hands changing gestures rapidly, his hands dancing like a phantom, veins bulging on his forehead, and beads of sweat the size of beans rolling down his forehead.

Countless blades burst forth from the wall of fire, each ablaze with flames, and flew towards Fantian like a flock of angry firebirds. The blades sliced ​​through the air, making a buzzing sound and carrying an astonishing momentum.

Fan Tian was unable to dodge and was hit by the square blade. His clothes were torn, leaving several blood marks on his body, and his face turned pale.

He stumbled a few steps and finally fell to the ground. In the first match, Tian Yuan won.

"Wow! That's great!" The audience burst into thunderous cheers.

The lower grade students jumped up excitedly, waving colorful flags and shouting Tianyuan's name loudly.

The senior students also nodded in praise, and some even applauded.

"Tian Yuan is so powerful! His strength is truly well-deserved!"

"This match was really exciting, and the next matches will definitely be even more exciting!"

In the second game, Feng Qi faced Jin Yang.

Jin Yang stood in the center of the venue, took a deep breath, and quickly formed seals with his hands. His eyes became sharp, his eyes widened, and his eyes flashed with a mixture of excitement and nervousness.

As he moved, a powerful airflow swirled around him, and the airflow became faster and faster, gradually forming a powerful wind whirlwind technique.

The Wind Whirl Technique was like a huge tornado, making a whistling sound. It swept up the dust on the ground and swept towards Feng Qi.

Dust flew in the wind, blurring people's vision, and the entire venue seemed to be caught in a sandstorm.

Feng Qi's eyes glared, and the corners of his mouth lifted slightly, revealing a confident smile. He thought to himself, "Wind Whirl Technique? Let me see how I can break you."

He swung the sword in his hand, leaned forward slightly, exerted force with his feet, and rushed forward suddenly.

Wind swords flew out from his sword, like a silver lightning, cutting through the sand and dust, colliding with the wind vortex technique.

Under Feng Qi's control, the wind swords flexibly shuttled through the wind vortex technique. They intertwined and collided with each other, making bursts of crisp metallic collision sounds.

Feng Qi's eyes were fixed on the center of the Wind Whirl Technique, looking for a flaw. Beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, but his eyes remained firm.

Gradually, the wind sword dissipated Jin Yang's attack. As the wind vortex dissipated, the dust gradually settled.

Afterwards, Feng Qi increased his magic power, and the power of the wind sword became even greater.

He shouted, "Break!" The wind sword rained down on Jin Yang, as fast as a meteor. Jin Yang tried to resist, but he was powerless in the face of the powerful wind sword.

He was forced to retreat repeatedly by the wind sword, staggering, and finally fell to the ground. There were several wounds on his body caused by the wind sword, and blood was oozing out.

Feng Qisheng. The audience cheered again, their cheers like surging waves, one after another.

"Feng Qi's move is so cool!"

"The power of this wind sword is truly astonishing!"

The third game is between Chaoyun and Tianxin.

Tian Xin stood in the center of the venue, looking up at the sky, his hands raised high, his face flushed, and beads of sweat on his forehead, as if he had just been pulled out of the water.

He muttered something, and flames gathered in his hands. The flames grew bigger and bigger, and finally turned into a rain of fire swords that poured down towards Chaoyun.

The rain of fire swords poured down from the sky like a sea of ​​fire, illuminating the entire venue red.

The fire sword burned, making a whooshing sound, as if it was going to turn everything into ashes.

Chaoyun walked slowly, with a slight smile on his lips. He stood there, calm and composed.

He clapped his hands on the ground, muttered something, and his eyes were full of confidence.

As he moved, the ground began to shake violently, and a huge stone giant rose from the ground.

The stone giant is several feet tall, and its body is made up of huge stones, each of which exudes an ancient atmosphere.

The stone giant opened his arms and let out a roar, the sound echoing in the venue like thunder, as if declaring war on the enemy.

It stood in front of Chaoyun, and the rain of fire swords hit the stone giant, leaving only some charred marks, as if the stone giant was wearing a mottled armor.

Chaoyun commanded the stone giant to rush towards Tianxin, and he shouted loudly: "Go!" The stone giant took heavy steps, and every step made the ground tremble.

It rushed towards the center of the sky, getting faster and faster, bringing up a gust of wind.

Tian Xin was too frantic to resist and tried to dodge, but the stone giant's attack range was too large. In the end, Tian Xin was knocked to the ground by the stone giant, looking very embarrassed.

Chaoyun wins. The audience applauds and cheers, the applause is like thunder, echoing throughout the venue.

"Chaoyun, this stone giant, is so powerful!"

"Tian Xin is still too young, she's no match at all!"

In the fourth game, Jingyun fights against Huo Qiangxin.

Huo Qiangxin stood in the center of the field, staring at Jingyun fiercely. He slammed his hands on the ground, his eyes flashed with ferocity, and the muscles on his face were tense like a taut bowstring.

As he moved, the ground began to shake violently, and huge rocks rushed towards Jingyun like a torrent. The rocks collided with each other, making a loud rumbling sound, as if thousands of troops were rushing towards them.

The rocks were covered with sharp edges, each weighing thousands of pounds. Wherever they went, large holes were smashed into the ground.

Jingyun looked calm, with the corners of her mouth slightly raised. She stood there, like a flower blooming in the wind, beautiful and tenacious.

Her hands danced quickly, her fingers like nimble butterflies, and she chanted complicated spells.

A vortex of wind and fire appeared around her. The vortex spun faster and faster, making a whirring sound like the roar of a devil.

In the vortex of wind and fire, the flames danced like snakes and the strong winds were as sharp as knives. They intertwined with each other to form a powerful force.

The vortex of wind and fire rushed towards the rocky turbulence, and when the two met, there was a deafening roar.

The power of the wind and fire vortex was amazing. It shattered the rock turbulence and the rock fragments flew in the vortex like flowers scattered by fairies.

Then, a vortex of wind and fire swept towards Huo Qiangxin. Huo Qiangxin widened his eyes, his face full of horror, and he tried to dodge.

But he was still hit by the aftermath of the wind and fire vortex, and was thrown into the air, then fell heavily to the ground with multiple abrasions on his body.

Jingyun wins. The audience cheers and applauds Jingyun's wonderful performance. The cheers and shouts intertwine like a surging sea.

"Goddess Jingyun is so amazing!"

"This wind and fire vortex is so cool, I wish I could learn it!"

In the fifth game, Song Chaoming faced Feng Tian.

Feng Tian stood in the center of the venue, waved his hands, a smug expression on his face. His eyes were fixed on Song Chaoming, as if he had already seen victory waving to him.

A fire cloud appeared in the sky and quickly spread, dyeing the entire sky a fiery red.

Fire rain fell from the fire cloud, and the fire rain was like burning meteors, smashing towards Song Chaoming.

The rain of fire burned, making a crackling sound. Each one carried a powerful impact, as if it was going to smash deep pits into the ground.

Song Chaoming, on the other hand, looked calm. He stood still, forming seals with his hands quickly, thinking to himself, "You want to use rain of fire against me? Look at my plant puppet."

He cast a spell and summoned a group of plant puppets.

These plant puppets have various shapes, some are as flexible as vines. They quickly emerge from the ground like a group of green elves, spreading rapidly and weaving into a huge vine net covered with sharp thorns.

The vine net blocked the rain of fire, and the rain of fire hit the vine net, splashing sparks.

Some plant puppets were as strong as tree people, and they rushed towards Fengtian with heavy steps.

The treeman puppets are several feet tall, their bodies made up of thick tree trunks, and their branches waving like arms.

Feng Tian was gradually defeated. He tried to use fire rain to break through the vine net, but to no avail.

As the treeman puppet approached, Feng Tian's face turned pale and he began to panic.

In the end, Feng Tian was trapped by the plant puppet. He was tightly entangled by vines and unable to move.

Song Chaoming won. The audience's cheers and shouts were deafening, and the entire venue was immersed in a sea of ​​joy.

"Song Chaoming is so smart! He uses this plant puppet brilliantly!"

“This game is really exciting, with surprises in every round!”

The subsequent matches were still exciting. The contestants showed off their skills and the audience was immersed in the wonderful competition. Their enthusiasm was like a burning flame that lasted for a long time.