The Coolest Entrance

"Welcome to the Continental Advanced Spirit Master Elite Tournament!"

Inside the Heaven Dou Soul Fighting Arena, the host's voice echoed through every corner via the sound-amplifying soul guidance device.

The packed spectator stands erupted in deafening cheers; nearly a third of the population of Heaven Dou City had gathered here or were present in person.

On the high platform, Emperor Xue Ye sat in the center, flanked by Ning Fengzhi, Sect Master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, and Salas, a Platinum Bishop of Spirit Hall.

Further out sat the various nobles and sect representatives of the Heaven Dou Empire, all eyes focused on the center of the arena.

"First to enter is our Heaven Dou Royal Academy Team One!"

The host's voice was impassioned.

"Captain Yu Tianheng, Spirit Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon, Spirit Power level forty-three!"

Dressed in luxurious golden uniforms, the Huangdou Team entered with their heads held high. The audience erupted in enthusiastic applause; as the seeded team guaranteed a spot by the Heaven Dou Empire, they represented the face of the empire.

"Next is Leiting Academy! Captain Yu Tianxin..."

"Chihuo Academy! Captain Huo Wushuang..."

"Shenfeng Academy! Captain Feng Xiaotian..."

"Xiangjia Academy!"

Team after team entered in sequence, each wearing uniforms that showcased their academy's unique style, greeting the audience as the host introduced them.

The atmosphere gradually heated up as the spectators cheered for the academies they supported.

However, when a team wearing bizarre green uniforms entered, the atmosphere in the arena turned subtle.

"The next academy to enter is named Shrek Academy!"

The host paused, seemingly surprised by the team's attire as well.

"Captain Dai Mubai, Spirit Evil Eye White Tiger, Spirit Power level forty-four! Team member Tang San, Spirit Blue Silver Grass, Spirit Power level forty-two..."

The audience was suddenly stunned.

Immediately afterward, roars of laughter erupted from all sides.

"What kind of clothes are those? Are those vegetable leaves come to life?"

"Hahahaha, this color scheme, this design—it's just too tacky!"

"Shrek Academy? Never heard of it. Where did this backwater academy come from?"

In the spectator stands, the burly Tailong turned red in the face, his fists clenching until they cracked. Beside him, Huang Yuan and Jing Ling also showed signs of anger. Only Dai Mubai remained relatively calm, though the corners of his mouth were twitching.

"Tailong, hold it in."

Dai Mubai whispered.

"Who told us to run into that profiteer of a Dean!"

He recalled the smug, "cheap and high-quality" expression on Dean Flender's face when he designed these uniforms, and now he just wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

Tang San stood by his side, but his clenched fists betrayed his mood.

Xiao Wu glared at the spectator stands, pouting, while Ning Rongrong kept her head down, wishing she could bury her face in her chest.

Zhu Zhuying kept her face cold as usual, but the killing intent in her eyes was almost tangible. Oscar and Ma Hongjun exchanged a helpless look.

On the high platform, Bishop Salas narrowed his eyes, watching Shrek Academy with great interest. Ning Fengzhi frowned slightly, and Bone Douluo Gu Rong, who was beside him, whispered something. Ning Fengzhi shook his head gently.

With all the academies having entered, the host scanned the area and suddenly realized something was missing.

"Wait..."

He flipped through the list in his hands.

"Where is the Tianshui Academy, known for its beauties in the empire? Why haven't they appeared yet?"

The audience finally reacted. That was true; among the Four Elements Academies, Tianshui Academy was famous for its all-female roster and outstanding looks. Every appearance was a highlight—why were they absent today?

Salas suddenly perked up, leaning forward, his eyes radiating a lecherous light as he scanned back and forth over the spot where Tianshui Academy should have appeared.

Emperor Xue Ye also noticed the anomaly and tilted his head to ask.

"Sect Master Ning, do you know why Tianshui Academy has not yet arrived?"

Ning Fengzhi bowed slightly. "Returning to Your Majesty, I do not."

He truly did not know. The Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect's intelligence network had not sent any information regarding Tianshui Academy's absence, which was very unusual.

Whispers began to break out in the VIP seating area.

Although Tianshui Academy's strength was not considered the top among the Four Elements Academies, they had always possessed a large following due to their unique all-female lineup and striking beauty.

Their absence left many spectators feeling disappointed.

"Could they have gotten stage fright?"

"Impossible, Tianshui Academy made it into the top eight last time."

"Could something have happened on the way?"

Amidst the discussions, time ticked away second by second.

The host felt somewhat awkward and was just about to skip Tianshui Academy to begin the next segment.

Just then, the space above the Soul Fighting Arena suddenly twisted.

A silver rift appeared out of thin air, like a curtain torn by an invisible hand, and as the rift rapidly expanded, a dense aura of water elements surged forth from within.

"What is that?!"

Someone exclaimed.

Everyone's gaze turned in unison toward the sky.

From the rift, figures in blue drifted down one by one; they were seven young girls wearing the standard Tianshui Academy team uniforms, their water-blue skirts fluttering in the wind.

Leading them was the captain, Shui Bing'er, her ice-blue hair dancing in the wind, her face as cold and pure as snow.

Behind her were Gu Yena, Xue Wu, Shui Yue'er... the entire starting lineup of Tianshui Academy had arrived.

But the most eye-catching person was not Shui Bing'er, nor was it the silver-haired, frost-cold, and stunningly beautiful girl, Gu Yena.

It was a figure positioned within the group.

A man wearing water-blue attire.

He had long, jet-black hair that flowed with the wind.

His face was handsome, a faint, elusive smile playing on his lips, yet his eyes were deep and profound, making him stand out abruptly as the focal point of the entire scene.

The crowd fell silent instantly.

Then, they erupted into a discussion more heated than any before.

"A, a man?!"

"Why is there a man in Tianshui Academy?!"

"Isn't it said that Tianshui Academy only admits female students? What is going on?"

Salas slammed his stone chair and let out a disdainful snort.

Ning Fengzhi cautiously asked Gu Rong, "Uncle Gu, was that the power of space?"

Gu Rong nodded, "This little fellow's strength is extremely terrifying; he faintly gives off the feeling of a Spirit Emperor."

In the air, the members of Tianshui Academy began their descent.

Their falling speed was not fast, and their water-blue figures traced graceful arcs in the sunlight, eventually landing lightly in the center of the Soul Fighting Arena, right beside Shrek Academy.

Not a single speck of dust was raised upon their landing.

Without a doubt, this entrance allowed Tianshui Academy to save plenty of face.

The black-haired youth Yang Teng stood beside Gu Yena, his gaze sweeping across the arena, his eyes lingering on the direction of Shrek Academy for a brief moment.

He looked at Tang San for an extra half-second, then turned toward the VIP seats, locking eyes with Bishop Salas.

Salas actually felt a chill rise up his spine.

Yang Teng smiled slightly, withdrew his gaze, and nodded at the host.

The host finally snapped out of it and hurriedly picked up the megaphone.

"T, Tianshui Academy! Captain Shui Bing'er, Spirit Power level forty-three! Member Gu Yena, Spirit Element Control, Spirit Power... level fifty-three?!"

When reading Gu Yena's spirit power, the host's voice trembled noticeably.

Level fifty-three, only a step away from being a Spirit King; this was among the very best of all the participating contestants.

But he soon discovered there was one more person on the list.

"Member Yang Teng, Spirit... Space-Time Divine Dragon, Spirit Power level forty-four!"

Space-Time Divine Dragon!

As soon as these four words were spoken, the entire arena was in an uproar once again.

A spirit never heard of before; the space rift from just now must have originated from this person! What a shocking way to make an entrance.

Yang Teng stepped forward, and he spoke, his voice not loud, yet it clearly reached every corner of the Soul Fighting Arena:

"Tianshui Academy, a pleasure to meet you all."