As the weather warms up, so does the rainy season in Emenas.

At dawn in the morning, there was still some rain left on the ground, and some white petals and green leaves were scattered on the boulevard, which were directly stepped on by some early students.

A large area in the north is where the teaching hall and classrooms work, and the south part of the west side is a variety of activity facilities, such as an archery shooting range, a racetrack for freshmen to learn horsemanship, a courtyard for combat training, an activity room for student clubs, and a garden for breeding monsters. The south-to-east part is the dormitory for the new students and the senior students of the Central Campus.

The white brick and stone apartment-style pavilions are neatly arranged, but not dense, separated by open spaces between the buildings, and surrounded by many verdant apricot trees. It is also the season when the apricot blossoms are in full bloom, and the white petals are divided into five pieces and spread out evenly, and the tips of the slender white stamens are pale yellow, and you can see the fine pollen scattered when you look closely.

As the sun slowly rose, the students on the boulevard gradually increased, and four girls from the same dormitory walked in it, talking quietly.

"No, Loren actually lost."

Since Lorain Hill returned late last night and the others had also slept, Alena now knows the outcome of the match.

"Why are you so surprised, the Nova Race is indeed a hidden dragon and a crouching tiger, and there are many hidden geniuses." Lettice stared at Alena with some confusion.

"You guy, you shouldn't be going to bet."

"Ahaha....... How could it be, how could I gamble for money. Alena denied it, but she looked lost, although she didn't gamble money, she probably bet on someone else.

"So, who won Loraine?" Niya asked curiously as she walked by, wearing a light brown hat on her head.

"Well, keep it secret."

Seeing that Loren Hill deliberately didn't say anything, Alena was a little annoyed, and wanted to rush up and pinch her face, but thinking that she couldn't beat her, she gave up.

In the previous battle class, the two of them simply tried with wooden swords, or Alena held wooden swords at that time and competed with several people in the dormitory. It's a pity that all three battles were lost, Lorain Hill naturally needless to say, Niya has lived on the grassland since she was a child, and fighting with wooden sticks is simply a recreational activity for the people of the grassland since childhood, and Lettis also learned court swordsmanship when she was a child, although the actual combat is average, but it is much better than Alena's chaotic stick swordsmanship.

In this way, the top four of the Nova Tournament were finally decided, namely Bumansha, Isaiah, Roque, and the orc freshman Tim.

For this peculiar result, several teachers who knew the truth shook their heads, saying that two of them were lucky, or the others were unlucky, because the numbers at that time were randomly assigned, and it was a coincidence that several gold-level geniuses were gathered together and eliminated from each other, among the top ones, Eloy, Frost, and the short-sleeved boy were all defeated by Loren Hill and failed to enter the top 16.

So much so that now after entering the semi-finals, two of them are only silver-level existences with combat evaluations, and the only consolation is that one of the two most special geniuses, Bumansha, has also entered the semi-finals.

"It's a pity that Miss No. 309 Loren abstained for some reason." A teacher looked at the form in his hand.

"Maybe people don't care about rankings, those Orientals do have this kind of personality hobby." Another teacher, who inspected and repaired the site, said that as he pressed his hand to the ground, the potholes had flattened, the walls had returned to their former splendour, and some of the potholes had been filled with the rising earth.

Then a gray glow spreads, and the soil and debris petrify again, forming diamond-shaped floors. In order to show the grandeur of the final venue, the teacher also spent some time and condensed the starry pattern on the stone slab to correspond to the final of the new star competition.

"Your petrification ability is really useful, it should be good to use to build a house." The teacher who took the form said enviously.

"Haha, some nobles did ask me to do similar things before, but then I thought the price was too high, so I didn't do it."

"Isn't this a gesture, how much do you offer?"

"300 Extraordinary Gold Coins."

"That's expensive."

"You don't understand, a house is completely different from a floor, if you make it all together, it's easy to have problems, and it's easy to collapse when it breaks. And if you really want to learn from ordinary stonemasons to build piece by piece, then why do you need me to go, so you don't invite me later. ”

After the two chatted for a while, as it was getting late, the freshmen began to leave class, and the finals were approaching.

The first is Boumantha vs. Tim.

The tall body is more than two meters tall, and the two thick black horns point straight up to the sky, and if you look closely, you can see that the horns have rough spiral lines.

Facing Bumansha was Tim, a new student of the Minotaur clan, who stood on the battlefield with a thick spear in his hand, and today's lights were also exceptionally bright, with several flashing magic balls suspended in the air, and there were several referees and teachers watching the battle.

Compared to the tall, stout Tim, Buffantha was a little smaller, and this time she didn't use a wooden pole, but a slightly more formal wooden sword.

Looking at the girl opposite, holding a slender wooden sword like a burning stick, Tim disdained, and the big gun with the thickness of an ordinary person's fist was held in his hand, and then he slammed a pestle into the ground, directly knocking out a hole, and the body of the five-meter-long gun trembled. A gun is stronger than a sword, that's a wise saying.

Although he is also a Sequence 4, he has a strength comparable to the gold level, that is, almost Sequence 5, and is called the 'Giant Bull of Heaven' by the great shaman in the clan, which means that the wild bull born with the will of heaven can wrestle with giants.

And along the way, it was also easy to beat the silver-level freshmen of the same level, which made his self-confidence swell a lot.

"The battle begins!"

As the referee gave the order, Tim held the big gun in his hand and stabbed forward,

The body of the gun shook, the tip of the gun twitched the air, making a thunderclap-like sound, and in one stab, seven remnants of the spear flower were swinged, making it difficult to deal with.

Seeing that the afterimage of the gun flower is about to be enveloped by Bumansha. I saw her pull up the sword light from the bottom up, and slashed the middle point of the spear tip in the rapidly shaking afterimage, and then folded the situation, and the big gun was directly split by the middle of the sword light, and the crack continued to extend, and one gun became two guns.

"How is that possible?"

With just one move, the weapon in his hand has already been scrapped. Tim threw away the destroyed weapon, took a deep breath, and then a violent roar came out of his mouth, and the huge sound that spread out kicked up the rubble and earth particles, and flew directly towards Bumantha on the opposite side, and even felt a burst of pain on his body.

Then Tim, covered in a golden metallic sheen, rushed towards his opponent, his heavy footsteps shaking the ground like rolling thunder.

And just as he was about to bump into Bumansha, he lost the other party's figure in his field of vision, and then the metal-covered body began to show cracks and scratches, and bright red blood flowed down.

Tim yelled unwillingly, and then several impacts and chases, bringing up a puff of smoke and dust, smashing several large craters, but never getting close to Bumantha,

Smack-

Eventually, the heavy body slammed into the stone slab on the ground with a loud bang. After losing too much blood, Tim collapsed unconscious, and the referee's voice rang out on time.

"No. 385 wins, and the battle is over."