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Chen Guan listened silently, and it seemed that his chances of winning were quite high.

However, his demon-themed skills are really not up to par. Perhaps he'll have to use popularity points to upgrade them and become a numerical monster.

Considering the rewards, it's worth the effort. Plus, if you make a comeback and become the MVP, you'll definitely gain a lot of popularity points. This is a positive cycle.

He only cares about the leopard's food.

As if sensing something, the leopard circled anxiously around his feet, tugging at Chen Guan's trouser leg with its paws.

"I'm hungry."

Su Yuehe took out a few good-quality demon cores and fed them to it, then smiled and patted its head.

An Changqing looked at them, shook his head helplessly, and led the way towards the dormitory building.

"Go back and rest first. We're in for a tough month ahead."

……

Inside the training field.

The blinding incandescent light illuminated the plastic track, and Chen Guan gripped the sickle tightly with both hands.

"Come!"

Long Ao roared.

Chen Guan exerted force with his ankle, and his whole body shot out like an arrow. His scythe drew a low arc in the air, heading straight for Long Ao's lower body.

Long Ao's right fist suddenly shot out, the black iron brass knuckles slamming into the blade of the scythe, the ear-piercing metallic clang making the stadium vibrate.

Using the momentum, Chen Guan performed a backflip, landing steadily with the sickle slung over his back.

"Your strength has increased again."

Long Ao shook his numb wrist and proudly raised his chin: "The stacking effect of Endless Fighting makes me stronger the more I fight."

"I request a break."

Chen Guan leaned against the wall to rest. Actually, he wasn't tired; he had almost forgotten what tiredness felt like.

The reason for the halt was because of a person on the platform.

The thin figure wearing black-rimmed glasses huddled there, staring unblinkingly at Chen Guan on the sidelines, a gaze that made him uncomfortable.

"That guy named Shan Heng is here again," Chen Guan said, pointing upwards with a towel.

Long Ao sat up abruptly, rolled up his sleeves, and said, "This kid comes to spy on us every day. I'll go and drag him down and get some answers from him."

Chen Guan reached out and grabbed him, shaking his head: "Let him look, he won't be able to figure out anything special anyway."

After all, Tsinghua University's school rules do not stipulate that first-year students cannot watch second-year students practice. If this causes a fuss, they will be in the wrong.

Of course, if this person dares to chase after him to the dormitory, then Chen Guan will make him experience the feeling of acute iron poisoning.

Su Yuehe rubbed her arms, even she couldn't stand this person: "His appearance always gives me the chills."

An Changqing sheathed his sword and looked at the figure: "Once we get to the arena, we'll naturally know what he's capable of."

As it stands, Shan Heng is the most promising candidate to become the top student in the first year, and An Changqing has high expectations for his abilities.

……

Polaris Arena.

The massive building, constructed on the edge of a cliff, was submerged by a sea of ​​people, and the salty sea breeze swept through the audience.

Chen Guan, carrying the black coffin on his back, stood in the formation of Huaqing Academy and let out a long yawn.

The leopard squatted obediently at his feet, and after a month of feeding, it had become rounder.

An Changqing straightened his tie and looked around: "There are more people here today than I expected."

A giant holographic projection floated in the center of the arena.

Chen Beixuan was dressed a little more formally today, standing at the very front of the line, his voice booming: "Everyone, perk up!"

"If we don't win the championship this time, everyone will have to run 1,000 kilometers with weights when we get back!"

Qin Wu, the senior team captain, wearing a crisp uniform, protested with a smile: "Teacher Chen, don't scare us like that. We are the previous Grand Slam champions."

Chen Beixuan's eyes widened, and he said irritably, "Arrogance leads to defeat. As the captain, you must set a good example."

Li Yuqing, now a junior in college, chimed in from the side: "Even the defending champions can't underestimate their opponents; this time, their opponent is not to be trifled with."

Chen Guan looked towards the back of the group. Shan Heng was still the same as before, with his head down, constantly pushing up his slipping glasses.

"Junior, don't get scared and cry later," Long Ao teased casually.

Shan Heng stammered in response, not even daring to look him in the eye.

"I will try my best."

Amidst the roar of machinery, the arena gates rose.

"Now entering is Team Zero!" The female voice on the loudspeaker was high-pitched and enthusiastic.

A group of students dressed in black uniforms strode into the field. The blond youth at the head stopped and glanced at the Huaqing team.

He raised his right hand, thumb pressed against his neck, and with a mocking smile, slashed it forcefully.

Long Ao's anger was instantly ignited.

"That kid's asking for it."

An Changqing pressed down on his shoulder and said quickly.

"That's Charles, the captain of Zero Academy. He's been injected with the latest gene serum. Don't act rashly."

Long Ao shook off his hand and clenched his fist: "Don't let me run into him, I'll still beat him to a pulp."

Next to enter was Kamiya Academy from Japan. The boy at the front wore a pure white hunting robe, held a folding fan, and had a gentle smile.

Several small figures cut from yellow paper floated and danced around him.

"What kind of magic trick is that?" Chen Guan pointed to the air. He wasn't really familiar with these Japanese players who were living a comfortable life.

Su Yuehe remained composed and explained, "That's a shikigami. That boy is Hiiragi Seihachi, the chief onmyoji of Kamiya Academy and a senior."

Taipei City College students, who were the last to enter, were all dressed in school uniforms and marched in an orderly fashion.

On the platform, the top officials of the Human Council and the Superpower Association were already in place, and one of them, an elderly man with white hair, stepped in front of the microphone.

"Kids, welcome to the final stage of the Four Schools League."

The old man's voice carried throughout the venue through the loudspeaker.

"This season's league will cancel the previous ring tournament format."

"We will be adopting a brand-new, indiscriminate survival battle mode!"

The holographic projection behind him instantly switched to an island map, marked with dense forests, swamps, and abandoned cities.

"All participants will be randomly placed in any corner of this island."

"The energy barrier around the island will continuously shrink, forcing you toward the central area."

"The team that survives to the end will be the champion of this league! Teleportation will begin in one minute!"

The rules weren't complicated; they were the same as a four-character game that Chen Guan had played before, except that you didn't have to search for supplies.

An Changqing's face darkened completely; this was something he hadn't known before the match: "Random teleportation means we'll be forced to separate."

Su Yuehe added, "This also means that we might encounter a full squad from another school right from the start."

Long Ao stretched his neck nonchalantly: "If we encounter them, we'll fight them. There's no need to be so particular."

Captain Qin Wu quickly ran over, looked at Long Ao, and emphasized: "Everyone, if you are separated, try to move towards the abandoned city in the center of the map. If you encounter people from other academies on the way, do not fight them head-on."