Time Wasn't Enough, No Victor!

Sea Star Homeworld, Red Line, RL0003 District area.

Because this area is Winter Region, it is characterized by howling winds, heavy snowfall, and temperatures that are generally below zero all year round.

Yet, this very place, which was so difficult to live in, was chosen as the campus of the 'Celestial Holy Palace Academy'.

At the same time.

As an academy specifically responsible for educating the Celestial Dragons, its facilities are clearly not very refined.

It could even be described as overly rough.

It is inferior to many private academies of noble families in other kingdoms.

There are no fountains with exquisite sculptures, no luxurious villas, no gardens full of roses, and no lush green lawns here.

The entire campus is centered around a twenty-story black castle with a thick layer of snow on top.

Scattered around were numerous black towers with different functions, connected by long black stone paths.

Besides.

There were only flat, wide open spaces and cool stone chairs for people to rest in the cold wind.

The entire campus gives the impression of being solemn and profound.

Visually.

The black buildings, white snowflakes, and warm light shining through the doors and windows create a simple yet striking scene.

It was in a place like this.

One could see boys and girls dressed in thin white school uniforms, with the words "Golden Soaring Dragon Hoof" printed on their right chests.

A figure dressed in black was following them across the open space, braving the biting wind and snow, performing a series of punches and kicks. They seemed to be practicing some kind of martial art.

On another open space, slightly older boys and girls were sparring one-on-one with wooden swords in hand, under the watchful eyes of several instructors in black.

The children's cheeks were flushed, and they were gritting their teeth. It was easy to see that they were in great pain, but none of them complained or gave up.

Each person's eyes were resolute, and their shouts were full of courage as they braved the cold Fubuki to swing their wooden swords at their opponents.

The noise from the clash of the wooden swords filled almost every corner of the open space.

It's 4 PM now.

This is the time when students are to have outdoor physical education classes. They will practice Swordsmanship, Physical Arts, archery, and other subjects according to their own interests and talents, until they finish at seven o'clock.

Seven to eight o'clock is their leisure time; they can go to the library, the cafeteria, or the indoor tennis court.

Eight to nine o'clock is the time to prepare for bed, mainly for washing up and changing clothes. Then, the lights are turned off at nine o'clock sharp and I go to sleep until I get up at seven o'clock the next morning.

Ten hours of sleep gives these children ample time for physical growth.

Because the food they eat every day consists entirely of highly nutritious fruits, vegetables, meat, eggs, and dairy products, they need sufficient exercise and sleep to digest them and build up their physical foundation.

At the same time.

Some trainees, who looked more like young men and women than teenagers, Earth Flow twos and threes on the stone path around the open space.

Moreover, their clothing and attire are more complete.

A well-fitting white tailcoat paired with white striped trousers, or a white knee-length skirt for women.

Wear a white sleeveless vest underneath, a pale yellow shirt, and a pair of shiny beige leather boots or high heels, plus a platinum shawl that only reaches the waist.

These men and women walking among the Flower Chamber looked like sacred, pure white spirits.

However, the atmosphere on their side, compared to the bustling activity on the other open space, was very oppressive, serious, and quiet.

Everyone's face wore an expression that was either heavy or tense.

They usually chatted and laughed as they watched the elementary school students in the open space teasing each other, which made the latter's faces turn even redder with anger.

This unusual phenomenon aroused considerable surprise and curiosity among the younger boys and girls.

But no one dared to relax their efforts.

Because those instructors in black would punish them, and punish them very severely.

For example, you could run dozens of laps around this vast open space, or go to the side and do push-ups until the class ends.

"Looking at their innocent and naive expressions, I suddenly felt envious."

A girl in a white dress, with delicate features, fair skin, beautiful brown hair, and pale yellow eyes, was carrying a thick book. As she walked, she looked at the younger students not far away and sighed.

"Because they still have plenty of time, right, Haimer?"

Beside the girl, a black-haired boy with gold-rimmed glasses on his nose softly echoed her, his calm gaze following hers as he looked at the children struggling in the wind and snow.

Buyamuzi Haimer nodded with a melancholy expression. "Well, I wonder how many of us will graduate smoothly and then venture out into the vast world. Otherwise..."

They are already seventeen or eighteen years old, and are currently the highest-grade students in the Celestial Holy Palace. They just went through three days of intense graduation assessment a few days ago.

They are now on their way to their respective classrooms to face their assessment results.

That is, that magnificent black castle.

"Otherwise, it's very likely that I'll have to return to the 'Land of the Gods' and spend the rest of my life eating, drinking, and having fun there. Thinking about it that way, it's not such a bad thing, hehehehe."

Topman Parr smiled in a forced optimism, but this did not elicit a response from the other students around him.

They can't laugh now.

Ten minutes later.

Topman Parr, Buyamuzzi Haimer, and others stepped through the castle gates.

Then, they climbed more than a dozen long staircases in one go, without breaking a sweat or getting out of breath, and arrived at the eighteenth floor of the castle, which was where their grade's classrooms were located.

"Longinus?!"

As soon as they entered the classroom, they saw a handsome and tall figure already sitting in his seat.

Why are you here so early?

"I was just wondering why I didn't see you in the team."

Buyamuzzi Haimer Earth Flow to the other person's side with a slightly flushed face, and his tone was gentler than before, which made Topman, who was following behind, look on with a dark expression.

"After lunch, while I still had a few days at the academy, I went to Instructor Castan to ask him about Physical Arts. After that, I came straight here to reflect on our fight."

The boy sitting in the chair had a high, straight nose and sword-like eyebrows that slanted into the few strands of black hair at his temples.

His eyes were as bright as starlight, and his features were so well-defined that they resembled a sculpture carved by a master.

His gaze was indifferent, seemingly showing no interest whatsoever in the elfin-like beauty before him. However, his voice rose slightly when he recounted the events of their fight.

"Consult."

Longinus's words, however, caused Topman Pal and more than a dozen other students in the class to change their expressions.

Because they clearly remembered that a year ago, this guy had said he had asked Instructor Bruns, who taught them Swordsmanship, for advice on Swordsmanship.

Then, the very next day, rumors began to circulate that Instructor Bruns had been defeated by his opponent.

Although it was never confirmed by anyone in the end.

But after that day, Longinus stopped taking Swordsmanship lessons with them and instead studied advanced Physical Arts with the students who specialized in Physical Arts.

Their Physical Arts instructor was none other than Instructor Castan!

"And what was the result?"

Topman Pal hesitated, looking at the other man and asking softly. The latter replied calmly, "Instructor Castan is very skilled. Even in a simple Physical Arts duel, I couldn't win."

"Call----"

Upon hearing this, everyone seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.

But Topman Pal sensed something was amiss and asked what seemed like a pointless question, "So you were defeated?"

"There wasn't enough time; the game is still undecided."

As soon as Longinus finished speaking, Topman Parr and the others were instantly stunned.

We finished lunch around 1 p. m., and now it's a little past 4 p. m., so we've been playing for almost three hours.

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