บท 311: Group Battle, Semi-final

The wind unleashed a sudden blaring noise, its forceful gusts assaulting the contestants who stood illuminated under a dazzling light. As the match reached its conclusion, the center stage abruptly transported the participants back into the midst of a chaotic sky filled with flying debris, obscuring the view of those who had fainted.

Amidst hushed whispers about the upcoming match, one voice cut through the murmurs, asking, "Which group do you reckon will emerge victorious? We always have those three groups dominating every round." The students engaged in speculative conversations while the center stage gradually transformed its appearance, morphing into a simple grassland, unadorned yet pregnant with possibilities.