"The location chosen for this Hundred Schools League is Red Lotus City, out in the eastern seas... The conditions there are changeable, so be extra careful and don't push yourselves too hard... Finally, we look forward to your return."
Before departure, Demon Martial's school leaders gathered the hundred-plus students taking part in the Hundred Schools League and gave one final reminder of all the important matters concerning the competition.
Time flew by, and on this day, contestants from over a hundred martial arts schools across Great Xia set out.
That morning, in the Demon Capital, on the East Pole Sea.
Beneath the rising morning sun, countless flecks of golden light shimmered across the sea. Ten enormous ships carried all the students from the Demon Capital and the nearby martial arts schools.
"Old Lin, good luck!"
Meng Shenzhou and Chu Xiongtian stood beside the railing onshore. The former shouted at the top of his lungs, drawing quite a few sidelong glances.
Lin Shuguang boarded the warship with a handy suitcase in one hand. He waved to the two with his free left hand, then followed a staff member inside to his room.
Each room housed two people. A bespectacled young man had already moved into Lin Shuguang's room. They exchanged a glance, realized they did not know each other, and merely nodded.
Perhaps the bespectacled young man felt that, since this competition was an individual event, everyone entering Red Lotus City was an opponent, so there was no need to put on a smile and greet anyone.
Lin Shuguang did not particularly care. After putting down his luggage and getting things organized, he heard the ship's horn sounding and headed back out onto the deck.
Meng Shenzhou and Chu Xiongtian stood in a corner of the crowd, both craning on tiptoe