Miss Witch Doesn't Want to be a Diva-Chapter 681 - 291 The Solitary Girl in the Moonlight_2

Whether it was this year’s competition or the champions of the Winter Festival throughout history, this girl sitting in the Edith Academy spectator seats was almost an insurmountable pinnacle, making others look up and despair. Even her own sister, Temisia, might not be as awe-inspiring as she is now.

"Facing her, admitting defeat is not shameful," even the instructors at Saint Ingo Academy would remind their students in this manner.

Apart from this unattainable peak, the newly risen geniuses within Edith Academy were like layers of towering mountains, blocking the way of the many challengers.

"The Flame Dancer of Huan Ye, Efnie."

"The cold-hearted Steel Fist, Valke."

"The Elves Manipulator of Ancient Winds, Yalian."

"The Sword Like Raining Wind, Xiao Yicheng."

"The cold Silvery Puppeteer, Geyin."

"The Silver Mirror Sword Witch, Wei Ke."

"The Witch Who Rides the Flame Dragon, Elena."

"The Breeder of the Flying White Tiger, Orcas."

These geniuses who entered Sequence 5 displayed astonishing strength in this Winter Festival competition, challenging the status of the older generation.

Edith Academy didn’t show the anticipated power vacuum after Tilan, instead, in collaboration with several northern academies, began to demonstrate an unstoppable and growing momentum.

This was only this year. After another year, when these geniuses from the warm-up competition advanced to Sequence 5, that would almost announce that Edith Academy had begun to dominate the Winter Festival competition with a force far exceeding the six major academies.

On the screen, within the light-converging battle, young faces gave their all, displaying their learned skills and secret techniques inherited from their own factions, clashing with each other. They were like shooting stars passing by and sparkling, immersing people unconsciously in this tense and exciting atmosphere. Hearts and minds fluctuated with those figures, cheering and shouting, feeling joy and sadness for them.

A flood of discussion posts and videos inundated the entire network and forums. Such a scene hadn’t been seen in nearly a hundred years. Thanks to this Winter Festival competition, those gradually declining and forgotten Transcendent Factions within the Four-leaf Crystal Star Domain were recalled to people’s memories, bringing out various historical records for review.

"Who knew before, Tri-Phase Moon Academy was so strong, and the ’Witch Sect’ had branches in various Star Domains."

"The faction studied by ’Huan Surge Academy’ turned out to be born from a person who shocked the federation."

"I really like the puppets carried by the students of Loath Eye Academy, each one is so exquisite and pretty, I want to buy one."

"Yuanting Academy’s precursor was the Yuanting Courtyard, I only learned today that Four-leaf Crystal used to have specialized Breeder Courtyards. Now, breeding Transcendent creatures mostly involves contacting courtyards from other Star Domains, which is particularly expensive."

"How unexpected, the swordsmanship that Tilan learned has such a background."

Memories that were like dust laid to rest were gradually waking up, and more and more people joined the discussions, these discussions were like puzzle pieces scattered in the corners of the room, being curiously flipped through by people.

They seemed to have always existed there, yet were constantly overlooked by people inadvertently. And today, as everyone examined these puzzle pieces with a different gaze, their amalgamation emerged slowly, piecing together a completely different picture. That was the long-forgotten past; that was the early brilliance and vivacity of Four-leaf Crystal.

A person’s hobby and wishes are like fireflies in the night, elusive and pitiable, barely moving the dark land. But when these fireflies gather and dance through the sky, their light is seen by countless people, marveling and longing for its beauty.

And when countless people share this idea and wish, the ephemeral fireflies become like a dragon sweeping through the night. They are torches, they are the light that illuminates everything, their spread unstoppable, they are the burning waves of the era, they are the rising new sun.

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An era has come, like a crushing wheel, racing forward.

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"Tonight, we will welcome the final of this Winter Festival competition."

In a trance, a year’s time drifted by, and now transformed, Tilan, dressed in a pale white dress, slowly ascended, with a huge silver moon blocking the night sky behind her.

Her eyes slowly opened, and within the deep blue pupils, it seemed as if thousands of galaxies were swirling, overlooking the world below. Her slender wrist held a scepter, and the moonlight magic power descended like a baptism, washing over everything without the need for any skills.

Below, Seraphiel’s wings behind her burned ceaselessly, the white flame warping space, giving off a scorching and suffocating sensation just on sight, but at that moment, it seemed like a gauzy veil was draped over, isolating the heat. The white sun struggled to soar within the sea of moonlight mist, yet it could never break free from the splendid silver moon above.

Within just one year, Seraphiel, who could once match Tilan in battle, could no longer approach the silver moon aloft. The girl within the giant moon seemed particularly solitary and lonely.

Finally, the Winter Festival competition ended in a way everyone expected yet were surprised by. As anticipated, that girl was the champion, but what was unexpected was how far this girl had surpassed her peers and her past self, and even Temisia, renowned for her extraordinary talents in the records.