As the sunlight sprinkled down, the students of Sleeping Dragon Mountain descended the mountain one after another, discussing animatedly, seemingly debating who would secure first place.
On the square, five hundred large arenas floated, covered in formation patterns and exuding an aura of ancient vicissitudes. Careful gazing felt like peering through space and time, allowing one to witness the fierce battles of humanity's prodigies across generations. Their terrifying battle intent overflowed, shooting high into the sky and stirring the heart and spirit.
WHOOSH, WHOOSH, WHOOSH!
When the time was right, Jiang Xuan led the Outer Court tutors, riding immortal light into the air.
"I announce that the second stage of the 'Freshman Grand Contest,' the arena battles, officially begins!"
"The competition rule is a two-person duel!"
"The final prodigy left standing in these arenas will be the 'Freshman King'!"
