The Ascension of Contracted Spirits

Chapter 391 - 189: Natural Scholar_3

"Whoosh Whoosh Whoosh!!"

Seemingly sensing something, the mentors in the front row of the five teams exchanged glances, as if lightning was purring through the empty sky.

Some of them wore stern expressions, as if they were facing fierce enemies, while others were smooth and casual, with pleasant smiles on their faces.

But unanimously, even if they were not the competitors in this battle and could only eventually retreat behind the scenes, they were all wrapped with a brimming will to fight that couldn’t be suppressed or erased in any way.

"Yanxiazi, it’s been many years. You haven’t aged a bit."

"On the contrary. In terms of appearance, President Qing is still young. As for me, a half-step in the grave, I no longer care about my looks."

The dean of Qingyi School from Tianyafu Residence breaks the deadlock.

The one in conversation with her is an old lady with grey hair, but whose face still resembles that of a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl.

The lady stands in the camp of Yan Weilou, instantly tightening the atmosphere of showdown.

"Daoist Sanhuo, I trust you have been in good health."

"Hehe, Scholar Sen seems so calm and composed. It seems that you already have the final ranking in mind?"

"I wouldn’t dare, I wouldn’t dare."

"Dean Du hasn’t spoken yet. All five schools are here for a fierce competition. In the end, it still depends on the performance of the students."

At the forefront of Forest Park stands an old man in a white robe, with an invincible smile on his face.

Standing on the earth, he exudes a sense of harmonious integration.

Moreover, anyone who looks at him can feel a marvelous agitation.

It seems like... he isn’t a human, but a tree, a flower, a white cloud, a blue wave, a land, a swamp...

He seems to magically coalesce as an amalgamated life form, aloof from the world, and doesn’t seem like a mortal being.

"Is this the renowned C-level authority ... naturalist?"

Renwo Kuang, Su Mei, Huo Xin, Tan Ziping, You Jin...Everyone remains silent, but their eyes are full of splendor.

The dean of Forest Park - Sen Baishi, was a special ’Scholar’ like Nie Zhuo in his youth.

After toiling for an entire one hundred and twenty years, and finally reaching the 4th Order, he unexpectedly gained C-level authority, thus allowing him to resonate with nature and indirectly control some of its power.

"President Sen, there’s no point in talking too much."

"Let’s let the young ones compete."

Du Yuanjia chuckled nonchalantly.

"Agreed."

The unfathomably deep gaze of Sen Baishi swept over Canghai Pavilion and then Beacon Tower.

As for Tianyafu Residence and Yan Weilou, he merely glanced over them, as if not considering them at all.

"Roar!!"

Several arrogantly strutting Embryos of Wheel of Life followed their masters back to the spectator stands.

Suddenly, three bell rings were heard, and people gradually took their seats on the flaming red tower in the due south of the Beast Fighting Arena.

All of them wore luxurious robes, all of them, both old and young were extraordinarily wealthy.

Quite strikingly, these people were all adorned in one of only three colors, red, blue, green, each marking their separate territories, either sitting or standing.

"All rise and pay your respects for the arrival of the kings of the three nations."

A sharp voice echoed through the sky and the crowd of a hundred thousand in the stands suddenly fell silent.

As the atmosphere became solemn, the common folk in the crowd performed a kneeling salute.

Those with Contract Imprints, the Patrons, only needed to lean forward slightly, lower their heads a little, and put their palms on their chests.

"End of salutation."

"On behalf of the kings of the three nations, I announce the Five-College War Games begin today."

As the words fell, outside the Beast Fighting Pavilion, one hundred and eight rounds of cannons were fired in succession.

The thunderous sound of cannons pounding like a strike to the heart, suddenly turned the silent arena into an uproar. The noise spread and burned like a wildfire that was unstoppable.