"If I am fortunate enough to win, please make way for me on the path to the laurel wreath, and also acknowledge that the Beauty beauty goddess Idrila is unparalleled in beauty!" With that, Argenti made a grabbing motion in the air, and a red spear appeared in his hand.
"That's exactly what I was thinking!" Hanxing placed his hand in the air, and the Embroidered Spring Blade appeared from the spatial rift. His left eye turned blue, and the scabbard slowly shed its sheath. He then gripped the blade tightly and looked back: "Leave it to me, you guys don't make a move." "How can that be? I'll cover for you." Yan Bai said from the side, and the mental chains reconnected.
"The three of you, please accept the test of ' Beauty '." Argenti had barely finished speaking when Hanxing lunged forward, slashing with his blade, which Argenti blocked. Hanxing retreated slightly, and a dagger appeared from nowhere, flying towards Argenti with flames in its wake.
Several thorns grew wildly around Argenti, their violent movement knocking away the flying dagger and igniting flames. Just as Argenti was watching the burning thorns, Hanxing suddenly appeared behind Argenti, a black and white sphere condensing in his hand. "Yin-Yang Reversal!" He then slammed the sphere onto Argenti.
"Cough--" Argenti was caught off guard, and the blow struck her heavily, blasting a dent into her Argenti. "Screech!" Hanxing chanted again, and Argenti flew straight back with the sphere, crashing into the stage wall.
"Your strength is admirable, so I will certainly do my best!" Argenti wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth, suddenly disappeared from her spot, forced Hanxing back a few steps with her spear, parried the knife blocking her way, and charged forward again, slashing with her spear before Hanxing's knife could return to its original position.
"Damn it..." Hanxing muttered to himself, a golden shield appearing around him to block Argenti's attack, but he was slammed against the wall by the huge impact and couldn't help but take several steps back. "Is it over? Then it's my turn!" As soon as he finished speaking, Yan Bai's light sword condensed in his hand, and he flashed in front of Argenti, exchanging blows with Argenti.
As Yan Bai launched his frenzied attack, Argenti seized a blind spot and thrust his spear at Yan Bai. A golden shield instantly appeared, and the two collided with a loud crash. However, unexpectedly, cracks appeared where the shield made contact, and it was eventually pierced and dissipated. Thorns instantly grew from the tip of the spear, tightly wrapping around Yan Bai.
Countless thorns pierced Yan Bai's body, the pain causing him to clench his teeth, but then he smiled and glanced in another direction. Argenti turned around, and there Yan Bai and Hanxing were standing there; the one who had been captured was just a clone.
In an instant, as the clone dissipated, a burst of flames ignited on Argenti's armor. The strength of the two had successfully aroused his desire to challenge them. Ignoring the burning armor, he charged straight at Hanxing and Yan Bai. Hanxing and Yan Bai were not to be outdone and charged towards Argenti as well.
"Enough, I understand your true intentions... I surrender." Looking at the two in the center of the battle, the flames on Argenti's body had not yet been extinguished, and a gleaming embroidered spring knife was now pressed against her neck. Argenti's spear had been perfectly blocked by Yan Bai. Hanxing snapped her fingers to extinguish the flames, and then activated her Star Eyes to heal Argenti's injuries.
"Beautiful! Beautiful! What a wonderful duel! You all made me realize that in order to uphold Idrila's reputation, I still need to work harder and improve... What a beautiful lesson! Go, my dear friends, beautiful ladies, the crown of the audition belongs to you..." Argenti sincerely said to the three, "I will be here watching you bask in the spotlight, and together with the audience, offer our sincerest cheers and applause!"
"Our time is running out... Until we meet again, Beauty knight." Firefly bid farewell to Argenti. The previously chaotic, shifting floor in the distance became orderly. "In that case... let's head towards the finish line."
The three left Argenti, who was standing there. " Penacony... there really is a lot of talent here... I hope we can make it in time." The three squeezed into the last pinball and arrived at the last corridor. "We're about to go on stage, how does it feel?" Firefly looked at Hanxing. "A little nervous... but with you here, it doesn't matter." Hanxing smiled, and the three walked towards the stage together.
"Congratulations to Hanxing, Firefly, and Yan Bai for winning the championship of this Scorchsand Festival!" The announcement echoed throughout the venue. Just as the three of them crossed the corridor and slowly pushed open the door, Qiong and March 7th appeared to the side. "Thanks to you guys, otherwise it would have been a bit difficult for us to win the championship," March 7th said happily.
Several televisions moved up and down, displaying images of applause. A burst of applause came from nowhere. A long, suspended road led to the only destination: under the spotlight: "Let's look forward to their wonderful performance at the Charmony Festival!" "Let's give the warmest applause to the three young and promising guests!" Six people stepped onto the stage, but an unexpected figure appeared in front of them.
"Congratulations to the three of you on becoming stars of this Charmony Festival. Before you enter the Grand Theater... On behalf of the organizers, I extend my sincere congratulations to you. May you enjoy joy under His light." Hanxing's gaze was fixed on the person before him, who was none other than Sunday.
"Have you reached an agreement with the Dream Master?" Qiong stared at Sunday, his appearance this time sensing Ena. Sunday gave a meaningful smile, "As promised before, my sister, Mr. Welt, and I met with the Dream Master and had an in-depth discussion about the truth of Penacony and the Stellaron, and reached a consensus—"
"--The Oak Family and I cannot agree to your demands." "As expected..." Hanxing and Firefly stared intently at Sunday, their gazes growing even more profound. "We agree with the views of the Nameless; Penacony needs to change, but certainly not in the way you demand. The Planet of Festivities must not, and will never, revert to a chaotic, dog-eat-dog world of dreams."
"Having overcome numerous obstacles, you must have all witnessed, to some extent, the microcosm of that era: the weak were ruthlessly eliminated, and equality vanished. In the brutal competition, people lived hand to mouth, struggling to survive... In the end, only 'heroes' like you could achieve success."
"But let me ask you— Hanxing: if you didn't have the identity of a time traveler, didn't possess that endless Embroidered Spring Blade, didn't have those strange abilities, weren't looked down upon by the ' Harmony,' weren't chosen by the so-called 'fate of the universe,' but were just a fragile member of the masses... which kind of Penacony would you prefer? The barbaric land where only the fittest survive, or the dreamland where everyone can be happy?"
"Wh... what?" Hanxing was surprised to hear this. He had never mentioned these things to anyone except Firefly. How did he know about them? Could it be the Dahlia? Hanxing's mind was in a mess, and he couldn't find any way that could have been leaked.
"You have been promoted to ' Harmony ' Emanator. Your Tuning skills are unmatched, even by me. You should know how I obtained this information." Sunday's voice remained cold. He chose this place to reveal Hanxing's identity to the public.
"Damn it..." A surge of anger welled up in Hanxing's eyes.