"It finally started, the final of the Holy Martial Festival. The principal and the students in the academy were watching our struggle. We must perform a battle that will not disappoint anyone, including ourselves."

Before the official finals began, Elsia looked extremely excited. Not only Elsia, but also everyone had similar reactions to her.

"You have to come on." (Selena)

"Yes, everyone should work hard!" (Caesar)

"I will also use my full strength to fight without leaving any regrets." (Roland)

"Everyone of the Nosfell team, if you don't leave quickly, the opening ceremony will begin. Or are you overwhelmed by tension before it even started?"

"Grantine, you are. Why did you come to us before the opening ceremony? Are you nervous too?"

"Lujun, this joke is very funny. I, Grandigne, have never been nervous before. Haha, after a closer look, I found that your team is full of confidence."

"Are you confident? If you believe in yourself and your partners is called confidence, then we have some."

"Haha, this is worthy of being our strong enemy of the "Sword of the King of War"."

"I can't find it, Grandigne."

"Grantigne, the opening ceremony is about to begin, and the greetings are over!"

The members of the Sword of the War King were also calling out to Grandigne. Grandigne sighed and turned and left.

"The opening ceremony is about to begin, please invite the teams to gather at the main entrance."

The voice of the organizer (Melo) came from the speaker, and everyone who heard this sound began to gather towards the teleportation point.

Grantigne, who was about to walk away, suddenly turned around and looked at Nosfil team.

"Finally, let me tell you."

"Is there anything else?"

"Don't lose a crushing defeat before I met us. I will never allow this one."

“…!”

"Win it for me! Until now, the members of the King of War Sword will defeat the Nosfil team in utter disgrace!"

"Grantigne, I will return this sentence to you intact!"

Grantigne did not answer, but showed a meaningful smile, and then he left.

Lu also knew that it should be considered a encouragement from Grantigne, and Grantigne's encouragement also aroused the fighting spirit of the Nosfil team.

"Everyone! Not only Grandigne, but all the audience who watched this Sacred Martial Arts final will be admired! Let them see how powerful our Nosfire team is!"

"""""oh!"""""

The eight teams that were qualified to participate in the Holy Martial Festival have gathered at the main entrance, and Meiluo has also begun to introduce these eight teams.

"First of all, he is qualified to advance to the first place with his terrifying strength - the Sword of the King of War!"

After the host finished speaking, thunderous cheers burst out outside the venue. It was indeed worthy of being the Sword of the King of War. The pressure they released was far from comparable to other teams. Grantine's face could not be seen at all. He looked like he was free of energy. This was the so-called calmness of the strong.

"Next, this is the only one in the War King's Sword Squad, which is called the most likely seed team to suppress the War King's Sword - Abyss Rose!"

"Huh... so sleepy..."

Pallas was yawning on the side, and he couldn't see any nervousness, but this was normal. Pallas and Grantigne's strength were very close, and it was also very powerful to have such a monster.

All teams were introduced one by one, and at the same time, the members of the Norsfil team began to become nervous again, and everyone was a little overwhelmed by the atmosphere.

“…It looks back on now that the teams are very strong.”

"Alice, don't be so nervous."

"Lu, you said it easy, but in fact everyone is very nervous."

"I know, so, to make everyone unite, let's get around. Before the finals begin, let's cheer ourselves up."

As he said that, Lu told everyone the words she had come up with.

"You, are you sure you want us to say that?" (Ershia)

"What should I say... I always feel a little shy..." (Alice)

"Forget it, I don't care." (Caesar)

"Since that's the case, it's good to cheer yourself up." (Selena)

"If there is no objection, then do it, Alice, Elsia, what about you?" (Sellena)

"I got it...just do it." (Ershia)

"So too." (Alice)

Everyone formed a circle as Lu said, and then the hands of the six people were stacked together.

"It's going to go. 1-2-"

""" """ "Always, keep a smile! Calm, right, give your all! Never forget, everyone is together! Squad Nosfell, come on!"

"oh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!""""""

"Everyone, before the battle begins, I have one last sentence to you..."

After taking a deep breath, Lu Jian shouted in his loudest voice: "You must win!"

"""""oh!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"""""

All members nodded vigorously, their eyes full of burning fighting spirit, and no one was suppressed by the atmosphere anymore.

The final of the Holy Martial Festival finally began!
Chapter completed!