Cannan Star Martial Arts University.
Iron Fist Tavern.
This was one of the favorite gathering spots for the students of the Fearless Warband, bustling with noise day and night.
The air was a mix of the rich aroma of high-energy liquor, the charred scent of synthetic barbecue, and the lingering smell of gunpowder on the Martial Artists.
The Energy Light Screen played a continuous loop of highlight reels from the Imperial Arena. Every exquisite kill or explosive clash drew cheers and whistles from the tavern patrons.
Young students gathered in small groups, their faces alight with youth and ambition. They talked animatedly, their topics revolving around recent mission profits, newly mastered killing techniques, rankings on the Canaan Tower, and which senior had achieved another stunning victory in the Starry Sky Cup preliminaries.
