A Most Beautiful Sight

After entering Chang'an Academy through Central Courtyard Avenue at the gate, there was the enormous Great Hall that could hold a thousand people, and beyond that stood the faculty office building.

Farther back, from right to left, six teaching buildings stood in a straight line, along with eighteen playgrounds and training grounds, a large library, and the Dormitory Area.

Behind them were thirty-six Soul Duel Stages, an exhibition hall, and, scattered densely nearby, twenty types of Simulated Environments and more.

Of course, all of them were enclosed within tall, city-wall-like perimeter walls.

Because of the Beast Tide, Chang'an Academy was one of Chang'an City's defensive horns.

Chen Xiaojun left Chen Cong's office and, with an easy stride carrying a hint of unruliness and carefree grace, strolled onto the academy's broad playground.

Sunlight fell like shattered gold, draping this land of both cultivation and rest in a veil of gold.

On the playground, groups of young men and women stood or sat. The awakening of their martial souls made their youth even more dazzling than ordinary people's, and their eyes flickered with longing and excitement for the unknown world.

Their martial souls were strong or weak, but every one of them carried the dream of becoming a top soul master in their heart.

The young men gathered in twos and threes; every clash stirred up sparks of youth, whether they were sparring over martial soul techniques, discussing amusing anecdotes and strange tales, or, most of all, talking about him.

The young girls gathered together, speaking softly. Now and then, they lifted their heads to look into the distance, their eyes shining with dreams of the future and a trace of shyness that was hard to notice.

"Sisters, look what I got?"

You always, without meaning to, lean your lovely silhouette