Floating Island - Triple S Talent - Chapter 397

Chapter 397: Seven Council Members of Star Academy
Not only Pele and Nova, but the other top students of Star Academy also took the presence of students from foreign races into account. Their minds were filled with considerations and simulated duel strategies that might take place. Every step, movement, and technique had been rigorously trained. They were not only carrying the name of Star Academy but also representing their race in the Divine Sky Realm.

In front of the Life Source Tree’s lift, several groups from Star Academy had already entered earlier, securing the best spots on the main stage leaves. Those wearing academy uniforms stood out from the other participants. Even among fellow academies, they were known as the Seven Council Members of Star Academy—a select group of individuals with extraordinary talent. Pele himself had once been part of them, but now he had separated from the group.

“Where is Brother Pele? Did he separate from us again?” asked a curly-haired girl. Her voice was innocent, yet sincerity resonated in her tone. Her round eyes stared seriously at another student who looked older than her.

A short-haired young man glanced briefly. His gaze was sharp, and his aura was so intense that those around him could feel an invisible pressure. With his strength at peak Tier-3, he stood as a natural leader among them.

“Stop thinking about him. Focus on evaluating the enemy,” he replied coldly, as if the question was not worth discussing.

“Narnia, calm down,” said another young woman. She carried a wooden sword at her waist, yet her aura was gentle and soothing. “Brother Pele will meet us again later.” Her calm demeanor and warm voice made her feel like an older sister to the group.

The other Council members remained silent, lost in their own thoughts. They understood the immense challenge that awaited them.

“Whatever happens, don’t give up before trying… do you hear me?” the short-haired young man said again, his voice firmer this time. Beneath his commanding tone, there was a powerful drive that made their hearts tremble.

“Yes, Brother Bima!”

“Of course!”

Their responses were filled with determination. The fire of passion was evident in their eyes.

As the lift stopped and the doors opened, a vast scene unfolded before them. A massive open field, with towering stands in the distance, was filled with spectators from various races. From afar, cheers echoed, calling out names and shouting words of encouragement for the arriving participants.

“Welcome, students of Star Academy. Please follow me to the Temporary Camp,” a mechanical voice from an assistant robot greeted them. The four-legged machine stepped forward, guiding them with precise movements.

“Let’s go… Instructor Yufen is waiting for us,” said Bima, stepping forward first, followed by the others.

As they walked behind the assistant robot, their eyes constantly scanned the surroundings. Students from other alliances were already present, standing firmly in their respective groups. They, too, were elite individuals—the best students from other academies, carrying the hopes and pride of their alliances.

The cheers from the stands grew louder as they passed. Some spectators called out the name of Star Academy, while others voiced support for their own alliance’s participants.

The students of Star Academy could feel the intense atmosphere in the air. This was not just a competition—it was a battle to determine who was the best.

“Star Academy has arrived… Look!” a man exclaimed excitedly, pointing toward the newly arrived group of students.

They wore white robes with a large sun emblem on their backs. Leading them was a young man with a strong aura of leadership—Bima, one of the academy’s strongest students.

“Amazing! I can’t wait for this event to start!” someone in the crowd responded enthusiastically.

“Wait, look over there! The Holy Star Academy has arrived too!” another person shouted, pointing toward a group of students dressed in black robes adorned with a silver moon emblem.

They moved calmly and confidently, their aura deep, as if concealing an immense power ready to explode at any moment. Compared to Star Academy, they were no less formidable.

“Let’s go, everyone!”

The cheers from the spectators roared through the air. Many of them were ordinary people who could only admire the academy students from afar. However, beneath the cheers, the students knew the burden they carried was not light. They were not only representing their academy but also their race in the Divine Sky Realm.

Meanwhile, the sun continued to rise in the sky, marking nine in the morning. The flow of people arriving seemed endless. They came in various ways—some through teleportation portals, while others rode the massive lifts connecting different parts of the city.

In the main stands, seating for the Cui race and the Silent Forest Elves had been designated separately from the humans of Earth. The members of these foreign races were mesmerized by the various technologies filling the arena.

Their eyes were fixed on sights they had never seen before—giant video panels displaying live footage from multiple angles, a grand stage that slowly shifted into new configurations, and assistant robots efficiently managing everything with incredible precision.

“These people have remarkable tools… How do they work?” murmured a middle-aged man from the Cui race, his eyes shining with curiosity.

“Don’t bother thinking about it. What use is it for us, mere farmers, to know such things?” his companion replied indifferently. However, instead of focusing on the technology, his gaze was fixed on the elves seated far across. Their elegance was truly unmatched.

On the other side, several scholars from the Cui race and the Silent Forest Elves were also observing the surroundings with great interest. However, unlike the ordinary people, they were not just fascinated—they saw opportunities.

“If I’m not mistaken, that device is quite popular in the Black Veil Realm,” said a portly man in luxurious clothing, speaking to his older companion.

“Yes, that drone can be used as a spy tool,” the older man beside him replied, nodding slowly. “But it’s limited to those below the Golden Core level.”

The portly man sighed and shook his head. “I doubt it. From what I’ve heard, the Seed Store originates from this realm. Chances are, they’ve already expanded there first.”

“No need to worry,” his companion responded casually. “They won’t enter the Black Veil Realm. That realm is filled with dark entities.”