Half an hour later, Velin had eaten his way to the vicinity of White Willow Academy.
At the gates of White Willow Academy, the left side was completely empty, while a long queue had formed on the right.
Seeing this, Velin grabbed Laikaot by the shoulder and teleported to the entrance on the left.
The young man leaning against the gate and sleeping with his eyes open felt a gust of wind and instantly woke up, instinctively placing a hand on the hilt of the sword at his waist.
"He's a contestant." Velin pushed Laikaot forward with a smile.
The young man froze for a moment before coming to his senses. Respect appeared on his face as he said, "Sir, please present your registration form."
Hearing that, Velin took out the altered registration form and placed it on the stone table.
Looking at the registration form, the young man showed no suspicion whatsoever. After confirming the information, he directly entered it into the local magic network and handed it over to the spirits for processing.
"Please, my lords."
"Aren't only contestants allowed inside?"
Hearing Velin's question, the young man replied, "Any spectator close to a contestant may enter with them."
"Then wait a moment."
After saying that, Velin waved at Xuemya, signaling for her to bring Kyle and the others over.
Using the fast-track passage, Velin and the others arrived at a spectator stand on the left side of the dueling platform.
Not long after they sat down, several maids approached carrying platters of fruit.
Velin casually picked up a piece of fruit and began looking through the contestants projected above. There were exactly eighteen of them.
Laikaot's name was listed last.
As for his opponent, he was a Moon Elf, a High-tier Soul Intent ranger.
"Here."
Laikaot raised his