Both as comrades in hardship, First Middle School also hasn't received any Purple Talent this year. But whether it's in terms of color configuration or Spirit Beast quality, they have the upper hand.

Not only does First Middle School hold the advantage in terms of Level, but even the training time for two individuals (Lin Guang and Wang Dawei) lags behind the students of First Middle School by nearly half a year.

How would they lose!

However, upon closer inspection, Liu Feifan's face did not reveal any expression of resignation. That oily face of the middle-aged man, though unpleasant, still carried a glimmer of hope, a struggle to fight with all one's might.

"How dare you jump to conclusions before the final moment?"

Frowning slightly, Liang Xing felt a hint of caution—could it be that old Liu Feifan might use some underhanded tricks to avoid an unprecedented third consecutive defeat for the freshmen?

......

With Leng Shengnan's victory, next up was the competition for the freshmen.

"Oh, right." Miaomiao suddenly turned her head, pointing her right index finger at her moist lips, "Did you bring the stuff I gave you?"

"Uh..."

Lin Guang paused for a moment before realizing what she meant, awkwardly saying, "I'm not used to that, I forgot."

"Seriously."

Pouting, Miaomiao reached into her waist bag. Her hand seemed to pause, but it was so brief that Lin Guang couldn't be sure if he had seen it right.

Miaomiao took out a white lip balm from the bag, but instead of handing it to Lin Guang's outstretched hand, she uncapped it and directly applied it to his lips. The motion was too sudden, leaving Lin Guang no time to even think of dodging, and she somewhat roughly drew two ovals on his lips.

Only after it was done did Lin Guang react, instinctively asking, "In a volcanic environment, lip balm wouldn't do much, right?"

"Who says?" Miaomiao lightly rolled her eyes and put away the lip balm, "The lip balm I buy always contains ingredients with fire-resistant Ether, so even on a volcano, it can keep you from 'a mouthful of blood' to just 'cracked and seeping blood.'

"Oh, I see."

Lin Guang scratched his cheek, saying, "Thanks."

In fierce battles, the slightest distraction could determine victory or defeat. Even though Lin Guang had confidence in his mental concentration, he wouldn't refuse to make more preparations beforehand.

He pursed his lips, tasting mint.

Hmm, does this flavor seem familiar?

No, no, before this, had I forgotten something...?

Just then, Wang Dawei burst open the door of the lounge with a "bang," strutting out confidently, his demeanor almost identical to the large bird on his shoulder, with Du Jinquan from class three following closely behind.

Interrupted from his thoughts, Lin Guang set them aside, stood up from his chair, and prepared to join Vishdair as they walked out of the lounge.

"Good luck!" Miaomiao clenched her small fists, cheering him on encouragingly, "You can do it!"

"Go for it!!"

"Charge!"

The students conducting experiments on either side of the path erupted into enthusiastic cheers and shouts of encouragement. The most emotional among them, Wang Dawei, had his face flushed red, fists clenched, adrenaline pumping, yet he remained silent.

Du Jinquan's face was also flushed red, taking a deep breath.

Lin Guang, walking at the end of the team, simply raised the corner of his mouth slightly, waved to everyone, and indicated that he received their support.

"Lin Guang, good luck!"

He spoke the truth, but was quickly dragged to the back for questioning by his classmates for "undermining morale," which left Lin Guang feeling a mix of amusement and helplessness.

——Lin Guang wondered how many among his classmates were cheering him on with thoughts similar to Deng Yifeng.

Quickly, the trio arrived at the edge of the arena, brushing past the three senior students returning to the lounge. Both sides paused briefly.

The senior sister Leng Shengnan, at the forefront, looked at the three freshmen, her composed, somewhat androgynous face showing encouragement: "It's up to you now."

A tall boy behind her slightly bowed his head, somewhat ashamed—the very one who lost earlier: "Sorry for placing the pressure on you."

Lin Guang shook his head: "It's fine, the seniors have done their best."

The conversation lasted only a short time before they continued towards the arena.

Before long, the field was rotated and restructured.

As the Spirit Rune Array activated, an extraordinary scene unfolded: though it was daytime, the entire arena seemed to be enveloped in darkness as if under a night curtain, with only a simulated Full Moon hanging above, quietly casting its glow.

"First Year Match One! Du Jinquan versus Xue Hu!"

Du Jinquan was the first to take the stage. His Spirit Beast was not recorded in the official Great Xia Spirit Beast registry. It was temporarily called a "Sky Python" by the public—a six-meter long python nearly 20 cm wide, its scales sky blue, capable of Riding the Wind and gliding through the air, with attributes of wind, thunder, and ice.

His opponent's Spirit Beast was a Blue Elite Level "Star Ray," its back covered in starlight spots. It could swim at night, using the power of stars for ranged attacks, and could absorb starlight and moonlight for self-repair. Its attributes included the rare star attribute besides water.

As the one initiating the exchange competition, First Middle School had the opportunity to choose the field once per year level; the previous desert location and the current tomb location were such choices.

Under the effects of a teacher's Tier Three Spirit Beast's Great Night Curtain and Full Moon, the Star Ray received a significant boost, while Spirit Master Du Jinquan only had a White Talent, much weaker compared to the opponent's Green Talent.

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