In Sumeru, pretend to be a scholar

Wang Yan also smiled.

I knew Mavica wouldn't refuse.

"If you have time, you can do it now."

"Let's go!" Marwicka said without hesitation and headed out. "Don't waste time! I've been wanting to stretch my muscles for ages!"

The two returned to the center of the arena.

Mavica stopped and turned to look at Wang Yan, gesturing with her hand to the huge arena around them: "How about it? Is there enough space?"

Wang Yan looked around.

In the game, the arena doesn't look very big, but in reality, the arena is actually very large.

After all, the Olympic Arena is essentially a city, and its core arena is naturally quite large.

It can even accommodate two legions fighting each other.

“That’s enough.” Wang Yan nodded, then hesitated a bit. “But, do we really want to fight here? If we break something later, the maintenance costs might not be low.”

He was genuinely concerned for Nata's sake.

Last time I fought with Navellet in Maple Leaf, I affected the water flow of Great Maple Leaf Lake.

Mavica, however, didn't take it seriously.

She walked straight toward the center of the arena, saying without turning her head, "Natta is different from other countries."

"A truly spectacular battle, its value is beyond Mora's comprehension."

She walked to the center of the field, stopped, turned around, and smiled.

"By the way, would you mind if there were onlookers?"

Wang Yan shook his head: "I don't mind."

Anyway, most people can't understand his methods.

Those who truly understand his methods have no need to hide them.

"That's good."

Mavica nodded and then reached out to shake his hand.

Above the arena, the sacred flame that had been burning continuously suddenly surged upwards.

With a loud "bang," the flames shot upwards, soaring into the sky and dyeing half the sky a golden-red color.

The entire Olympic flame arena instantly erupted in cheers.

The Nata people who were originally strolling, eating, and shopping in the arena, as well as the tourists and merchants from outside, all dropped what they were doing and rushed to the spectator stands of the arena as soon as they saw the Olympic flame rise.

"The arena is open!"

"Battle is on! Quickly take positions!"

"What day is it today? Why is the arena suddenly open?"

"Who cares what day it is, as long as there are exciting battles to watch!"

The sacred fire of Nata is a flame created by the first fire god, Shibarak, through a pact established with the power of the dead ruler. It is the foundation of the Nata civilization and supports the rules of the "Resurrection Poem".

However, driving the sacred fire also comes at a price. The price of the old contract is that the sacred fire will continuously devour the tribe's memories and history.

Of course, that's no longer necessary now, since Nata's abyss has been resolved.

However, in Natta tradition, the rising of the sacred flame signifies the opening of the arena.

Crowds surged towards the viewing area, and in no time, the previously empty seats were filled with people.

Everyone craned their necks to look at the center of the field.

Two people were standing in the middle of the field.

One is Vulcan Mavica, dressed in red.

The other one... looks a bit unfamiliar, doesn't seem to be a Nata.

There was much discussion when people viewed Xing's item D.

"Who is that? How dare they fight Lord Vulcan?"

"I don't know, are they from out of town? They're really bold."

Most people looked at Wang Yan with suspicion.

Only a few people looked at Wang Yan with disbelief in their eyes.

Chapter 387: Summoning the Laws of All Things Based on the Law of "Harmony" (Seeking Monthly Tickets)

Guan Xing, who had just bought a sugar figurine, dropped it on the ground with a 'thud'.

She covered her mouth, her eyes wide open, almost screaming out loud.

"That...that's Scholar Wang Yan, isn't it?!"

Kazina, standing next to her, was stunned, her face filled with disbelief.

When they first parted ways, Wang Yan and Lord Vulcan were chatting and laughing together.

In the blink of an eye, they were standing in the middle of the arena, ready to fight?

Is this correct?

Marani had actually seen Wang Yan in action before and knew that Wang Yan was very powerful, but... her opponent at this moment was Lord Vulcan!

Also, who should she cheer for now?

Should it be given to Wang Yan or to Mavica?

Of course, it wasn't just the two of them who were shocked. Several people dressed in the robes of scholars from the Sumeru Buddhist Academy had come to Nata with the caravan for an inspection.

They originally came in with the crowd to watch the excitement, and then ended up eating melon seeds all the way to their own home.

"Huh? Isn't that... Scholar Wang Yan?"

"Which scholar of Wang Yan?"

"Who else could it be! It's that one from the Instruction Council, the disciple of Senior Falushan, the King Yan of the Knowledge School, the [Habantu]!"

"what?!"

"What's he doing in Nata? And with Nata's Vulcan... Is this a fight?"

"My God... am I seeing things?"

"How dare a scholar like him fight the god of fire?"

"Don't you know? Scholar Wang Yan is very strong. He played a significant role when the World Tree mutated."

"But... it shouldn't be to fight a god, right?"

"That's true..."

The group of people looked at each other, all with expressions of utter disbelief.

Meanwhile, on the other side, several fools were writing with surprised expressions.

They also knew Wang Yan, or rather, they had seen Wang Yan's intelligence.

"This time we've really done a good job. Everyone, keep a close eye on it and submit a report later. We should be able to go back to winter vacation."

A few foolish, scumbags, and frozen carp with heart-wrenching expressions.

……

Wang Yan was unaware that many people familiar with him were watching.

Of course, even if I knew, I wouldn't care.

At this moment, he was staring at Mavica, his eyes full of vigilance.

Marwicka could see Wang Yan's wariness, but she didn't care. Looking at Wang Yan, she grinned, and with a flick of her right hand, a heavy sword as dazzling as the rising sun appeared in her hand.

【Burning Suns】 is a legendary weapon that has witnessed the extinguishing and re-ignition of countless suns.

"Are you ready?"

"Mavika spoke up."

Standing opposite Mavica, Wang Yan slowly raised his right hand.

At first there was nothing.

But above his palm, the air began to distort slightly, as if an unseen hand was kneading something in the air.

Then, specks of light seeped out from the nothingness, gathered together, and transformed into nested geometric shapes that interlocked with each other to form a sphere.

Countless spiraling rune rings slowly rotated along the latitude of the sphere, and seven light bands of wind, fire, grass, water, thunder, ice, and rock were drawn into threads like a rainbow and wrapped around the surface of the sphere.

At the very center of the sphere, three golden-red anchor points slowly rotated, both engulfing inwards and exhaling outwards.

At their center, a dazzling radiance emanates the very essence of Wang Yan.

—Elemental Realm: Latest Model

The model looks no bigger than a fist, yet it is so complex that it is almost unbearable to look at.

The curious Sumeru scholar was staring intently at the scene, subconsciously wanting to interpret and learn from it. However, the next second, he cried out "Ouch!" and clutched his forehead, his temples throbbing as if he had been pricked with a needle.

When I tried to look again, I found that I couldn't even lift my eyes.

Life is instinctively preventing him from looking at that dangerous thing.

On the contrary, some other people who couldn't understand anything stared at the domain model in Wang Yan's hand with curiosity, but were not affected by the backlash at all.

Some things in high positions are not dangerous even if you stare at them, as long as you don't know them well enough.

Conversely, if you can understand it, even just the surface, it will be a destructive force.

The model in Wang Yan's hands now possesses this high-level status.

“What…what is that thing…” someone murmured, their voice trembling.

No one answered him.

No one could answer him.

In the center of the arena, Mavica's fingers tightened almost imperceptibly around the Burning Thousand Suns.

As the Goddess of Fire, although she excels in combat, she also possesses a great deal of extraordinary knowledge.

However, she couldn't understand the feeling of that thing slowly spinning in Wang Yan's palm.

This means that what Wang Yan has is beyond her comprehension and has crossed a certain boundary.

It is comparable even to the sacred fire left behind by the first Vulcan.

No, it has to be even more complicated.

Much more complicated.

Wang Yan himself remained calm.

He looked down at the domain model in his palm, which had been calculated for him by Aru's computing power and shaped by his will bit by bit, and a faint hint of satisfaction flashed in his eyes.

This is the best version he can produce right now.

But this is not the final version, because there is one more thing that he also plans to incorporate.

However, he was so busy that he forgot.

But it doesn't matter, his mentor has already made arrangements for him to go back to the Minglun School, where he can always acquire that knowledge.

Thinking this through, Wang Yan looked up at Mavica and said, "I assure you, this will be a very exciting battle."

As soon as he finished speaking, he clasped his five fingers together.

The intricate model, so complex it was dizzying, shattered instantly, transforming into countless specks of gold, red, and silver dust that poured out from between his fingers and were then guided by some invisible rule, spreading out in all directions.

Three golden-red crystals condensed from the light dust, forming a perfect equilateral triangle, and were nailed into the three positions of the arena.

Immediately afterwards, a seven-colored light membrane spread out from the triangular frame.

The wind is green, the fire is red, the grass is green, the water is blue, the thunder is purple, the ice is white, and the rocks are gold.