Four Skills for All.

The first-year students were assigned to Training Ground No. 7. At this time, the second floor of Training Ground No. 7 was completely opened up, and the walls of all the rooms slowly fell down and were embedded in the ground.

This design is novel, turning the entire second floor into a huge plaza.

The dazzling lights inside gave Mo Xiu the feeling of being back in an underground gladiatorial arena.

The entire square has only four competition areas in the very center; the rest of the area is for spectators.

"Dear first-year students, the exciting time of the year has arrived. Some of you are excited and nervous because you have advanced to the school competition, while others can only be spectators because they did not advance."

"But it's okay, you still have a chance. As long as you stay competitive, you'll be standing in the center of the field next year!!!"

"Now! Whether you're a contestant or a spectator, let's enjoy this feast together! Please welcome the contestants to the stage!!!"

"First up is the offensive class, which had the best overall performance last year!!!"

The eight contestants walked to the center of the field and received cheers from the audience.

Next are the elemental type, the agility type, the psychic type, and finally the support type, where Mo Xiu belongs.

The number of students in each department varies: eight in the offensive department, eight in the elemental department, six each in the agility and special abilities departments, and four in the support department.

There are a total of 32 people. The number of participants in the competition is fixed at 32 people each year, and the number of places for each department is allocated according to the results of the previous year.

Last year in the individual duel competition for first-year students, the offensive and elemental types ranked first and second in total score, so they were allocated eight spots. The support type ranked last, so they only had four spots. To put it bluntly, it's a case of the predecessors planting trees for the successors to enjoy the shade.

The rules of the individual one-on-one competition are simple: each player will play four matches against randomly selected opponents, and the top eight will be chosen based on their scores.

To avoid eliminating strong competitors and maintain fairness in the competition, each department has seeded players.

Both the offensive and elemental types have eight participants, so two seeded players can be selected, while the other three types only have one seeded player.

There are seven seeds in total, and these seven people will not meet each other to avoid the seeded players being eliminated.

The individual one-on-one competition is divided into four days, with each person having one match each day. The time will be quite tight, mainly to give students more preparation time and to prepare for the club battles.

It's worth mentioning that Mo Xiu has two acquaintances in other departments: Liu Ziyang from the Agility/Attack department and Zhou Qiuwu from the Power/Attack department.

Liu Ziyang's skills are more suited to teamwork, and he is not particularly strong in single-target combat, so he is not the strongest fighter among agility-based attackers. However, even so, he still fought his way up the ranks. He has been under a lot of pressure during this period, which is why he hasn't been in much contact with Mo Xiu.

Zhou Qiuwu was competing as a seeded player of the offensive class, and judging from the state of the eight offensive class members, they seemed to regard Zhou Qiuwu as the most respected.

Mo Xiu knew very well that his strongest opponent was likely Zhou Qiuwu, who came from the same high school as him.

As it was the opening day of the annual intra-school competition, the host gave another round of warm-up.

The audience nowadays is mostly first-year students; there are very few people from other grades.

Because the competitions for all four grades are taking place at the same time, everyone wants to pay more attention to their potential rivals and the competitions within their own grade.

After the host warmed up the audience and explained the rules, the competition began after another half hour.

The opponents in the match are completely random, but the order of appearance can be arranged.

The school scheduled Zhou Qiuwu's match as the first to take the stage, thus kicking off the competition.

It's clear that Zhou Qiuwu is highly regarded, and judging from the cheers at the scene, he's extremely popular.

Mo Xiu was not among the first four groups to appear, which gave him a chance to see Zhou Qiuwu's performance.

After shouting "The match begins!", the host didn't say another word. After all, it was a formal school competition, unlike an underground gladiatorial arena.

In underground arenas, the host will talk continuously during the fight to boost the audience's morale, while the host of a formal competition will remain silent to avoid affecting the contestants' performance.

Although there were four groups of competitions, the vast majority of people were drawn to Zhou Qiuwu's group.

Zhou Qiuwu's opponent was a student from the Agility-based class. Knowing how powerful Zhou Qiuwu was, the opponent activated his skill as soon as the match started, trying to gain the upper hand.

This agility-based student's skill is similar to creating a clone, forming a second self at extremely high speed. The two selves can attack simultaneously, one feinting and one real, making it difficult to distinguish between them.

Zhou Qiuwu activated his skill expressionlessly, spreading his arms to the sides. A glowing circle appeared on the ground, and a silver spear slowly rose from within the circle.

He gripped the spear in his right hand and swung it to his side, displaying a decisiveness reminiscent of someone about to go into battle.

Mo Xiu still has a match to play later, so he didn't use God's Gaze. He doesn't know how strong the skill is, but it's definitely the coolest skill effect Mo Xiu has ever seen.

Judging by the sheer magnificence of the silver spear, it was definitely not something simple.

Another issue is that weapons are not allowed in the competition, but someone's skills are weapons, which is equivalent to legitimate cheating.

The spear emphasizes agility. In Mo Xiu's understanding, the spear should be used in conjunction with nimble movements. One should not be restricted by the spear, but rather use it flexibly to achieve unexpected victories.

But Zhou Qiuwu didn't do it that way. Not to mention his movements, Zhou Qiuwu didn't even move. His feet were as steady as if they were rooted to the ground, and he didn't swing his spear. He just stuck it straight into the ground.

At first, Mo Xiu thought that Zhou Qiuwu didn't know how to use a spear, and that a spear should be used in martial arts.

But the moment Zhou Qiuwu's spear moved, Mo Xiu knew that this person would be one of his strongest opponents during his four years of university.

As his opponent approached Zhou Qiuwu, Zhou Qiuwu drew his gun so quickly that it was almost invisible; all that could be seen was a flash of silver.

The opponent stood still. Mo Xiu looked closely and saw that the tip of his spear was already pressed against the opponent's throat. This highly anticipated opening battle ended just like that.

Zhou Qiuwu used only one move, simply firing a single shot.

Mo Xiu frowned in thought. Just now, Zhou Qiuwu was able to identify his opponent's true form without even looking at him. It must be that the spear skill had enhanced his perception.

And then there was the speed; that shot was so fast that even Mo Xiu himself wasn't confident he could dodge it.

"Zhou Qiuwu, the sharpshooter! Zhou Qiuwu, the sharpshooter!"

A deafening roar of cheers filled the entire venue. Amidst the noise, Mo Xiu saw Zhou Qiuwu glance in his direction, though he wasn't sure if it was just his imagination.

Two more matches followed, each one exciting. Mo Xiu watched with great interest, finding the variety of skills and their flexible application quite fascinating.

Mo Xiu's name was called during the last four groups of the morning.

"Next up are the last four matches of the morning. After these four matches, we will have a lunch break and continue in the afternoon. The next four matches are Mo Xiu, the seeded player of the support class, versus Zhang He of the element class."

Upon entering the arena, Zhang He said, "Support-type? Not a single one of them is any good. Even if you're a seeded player, I'm not afraid of you. Just don't let me beat you to tears later!"

Mo Xiu smiled and replied, "Whether there are any capable fighters or not, we'll find out by trying."