There was another wave of uncontrollable cheers from the stands. The male students were particularly loud because she was Hua Xin, the singer who was extremely popular in Chang 'an. She was a public figure that everyone, be it commoners or aristocrats, liked.
Under the effect of the sound wave diffuser, Hua Xin's unique voice was clearly transmitted to everyone's ears. "I am very honored to be able to participate in the opening ceremony of the inter-school competition jointly organized by the Chang 'an Academy's Martial Arts Academy and the Academy of Witchcraft. Hua Xin is here to present a song. I hope that the glory of the God of War, Patadora, can be bathed in the body of every young warrior. You will be the hope of the Tang Empire tomorrow!" As a top figure among the female elves, Hua Xin's voice contained an invisible yet substantial mysterious power. With just a few words, she had stirred up the blood of these new students. They couldn't wait to go on stage and perform immediately to prove that they indeed had the power to contribute greatly to the Tang Empire. In the midst of the dance, Hua Xin's singing voice had already started, echoing throughout the venue. The melodious and lingering tune made everyone think of the scene of a young girl leaning against the window and singing softly, eagerly waiting for her lover to return from the battlefield. She was proud of her lover, proud, worried, anxious, and all sorts of other complicated feelings intertwined and were displayed in front of everyone through her voice. The anticipation of a lover was a silent but powerful force. Driven by it, the young heroes who only wanted to destroy the magical beasts as soon as possible and reunite with their loved ones would thus unleash their greatest potential and contribute more strength to the defense of the city. This kind of invisible hypnosis effect was sharp and effective. Therefore, hypnotists would become an essential and important force on the battlefield. Other than collectively weakening the imposing manner of the magical beasts, they could also raise the fighting spirit of the warriors on their side.
As the tune changed, the gentle and lingering tune in Hua Xin's voice faded and was replaced by a vigorous and passionate spirit. Her elegant dancing posture also gradually became wilder. Her beautiful hair fluttered in the wind. Her slender arms and slender legs, together with her waist, twisted in a soul-stirring manner. It was as if she wanted to release all the heat energy in every cell in her body. The beat of the tune gradually tightened, like the loud beating of drums on the battlefield. The warriors' fighting spirit soared amidst the sound of the drums. The moment they stepped onto the battlefield valiantly and with high spirits was like a tangible image that was deeply engraved in everyone's mind. It was difficult to erase it. This was the song of a hero. In order to protect one's homeland, one could lay down one's head, shed one's blood, and advance courageously. Painted Heart ingeniously turned the tenderness of children and the boldness of heroes into seeds of spiritual power, deeply implanting them in the hearts of these rookies. They would slowly germinate until they blossomed and bore fruit. That was the time when the rookies became heroes who protected the country.
Everyone present was completely immersed in her heavenly voice, as if they were intoxicated, as if they were collectively hypnotized. Only Reynolds was able to keep his head clear. This was because the vocation on Earth was very popular. He had heard countless good songs that came from his heart, so he had a certain level of immunity. However, the charm of the Painted Heart was indeed irresistible. Reynolds's blood was also surging, and it was hard to suppress.
When everyone came back to their senses from their daze, they realized that the song had already stopped, and Painted Heart had left the stage at some point.
"Good! Miss Hua Xin's song is really wonderful. I've heard of it for a long time. Today, I finally have the pleasure of hearing it! " The number one archer of the Tang Empire, Gandalf, was the first to stand up and applaud Painted Heart's wonderful performance. He was the guest with the highest status and the most qualifications to speak. The others also stood up together, and the applause was thunderous, almost breaking the enchantment of the venue.
Reynolds was filled with emotions as he watched from below the stage, but not because of Painted Heart's singing. Instead, he thought of his own Earth. On Earth, he had also seen a concert by a certain Heavenly King with the surname Zhou. After coming to this world, he didn't even have the chance to listen to music.
Irene looked at Reynolds's expression and seemed to understand his thoughts. At this time, she held his hand tightly.
Before the momentum of the song died down, the host announced that the battle was about to begin.
Irene was also filled with confidence at this time. She said to Reynolds, "Little Lin, I will definitely win!"
Reynolds smiled and said, "I believe in Ling 'er. Go."
Irene's first battle wasn't as difficult as she thought it would be. In terms of strength, her opponent was much weaker than her. Also, he was a Barbarian warrior who wasn't good at long-range attacks. After being entangled by Irene's flexible water elemental puppets, he couldn't even use his brute force. He was defeated before he could even touch Irene's clothes. He admitted defeat because he couldn't even move. If he continued to fight, he would only become a free sandbag for the other powerful water elemental puppets.
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While Reynolds and the others were celebrating Irene's victory, Randolph and Angela were sitting on the stage in the distance.
"Hey, old man."
Randolph was angry when he heard Angela calling him that. He said, "What's wrong, old witch? Do you want to fight?!"
Surprisingly, Angela didn't get angry. She just sighed and said, "Randolph, let's get down to business. What do you think of the kids named Reynolds and Irene? "
Randolph thought for a while and said, "They are talented. Heroes come from young. They are two good seeds. "
Angela paused for a second and said, "You think so too …"
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The first day of the finals ended, and it was the weekend. Due to the tight schedule, the contestants were under a lot of pressure. Therefore, the school still had a holiday to let the contestants have a good rest.
Reynolds was the same as usual. In the next match, he drew Meredith, who was regarded as the most likely contender for the champion of the demonic path's freshmen. She had the nickname of 'female tyrannosaurus', the human berserker Meredith. But this was not the most important thing. What made him depressed was Leon's battle today.
Dark spiritual energy was the nemesis of any elemental spiritual energy. Only the light element was the absolute nemesis of dark spiritual energy. All other elements would be greatly suppressed by dark spiritual energy. As for Knight Leon, who was the ruler of darkness, he was able to fully utilize the advantages of his dark spiritual energy. His opponent, the hunter Spencer, was a famous figure in the martial arts academy. He was skilled in earth element spiritual energy, and could even use solid armor. Both his attack and defense were top-notch. However, he was suppressed by Leon and lost miserably on the spot. Spencer's skills made Leon's defense impenetrable. He couldn't even touch a finger of Leon's. This was very disappointing. If Leon was a reckless person, he could at least take advantage of the flaws. However, Leon was as careful as a fox.
Reynolds could tell that with Leon's level, there was a 99% chance that he would lose.
Also, Leon would graduate from Randolph Academy in one year. With his powerful strength and family background, he would be able to become a general in the army.
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