I transformed into a cute girl and lived a carefree life in the apocalypse.

—I just want to beat her in a fight, just once!

This strike was undoubtedly the pinnacle of her life, imbued with her unwavering belief in victory, and her hope to overcome the insurmountable mountain that was Mu Mu.

That is the invincible spear that reduces chaos to nothingness, denies all glory, yet brings glory in return!

Tearing apart all fear, piercing through all obstacles, uniting all ages, eternally existing!

The past, present, and future seem to be pierced by this spear.

The moment it was thrown, the Spear of Victory transformed into thousands of lightning bolts, one against a hundred, a hundred against a thousand, a thousand against ten thousand, and ten thousand against a hundred thousand. It traversed space, breaking through an invisible and intangible special barrier, and rapidly approached Mu Mu.

Mu Mu's expression changed slightly. The silver line she drew under her feet had broken, and her 'barrier' was unable to withstand the stab!

The spear of victory struck the silvery light of the heavens, causing a great catastrophe where nothing remained but ashes scattered across the sky.

The intense white light overshadowed the sun's brilliance, dazzlingly bright, yet a wisp of blue-purple light still tore through the obstruction, continuing to pierce forward, and once again engaged in a contest with Mu Mu's band of light—all-encompassing.

Inside the band of light was a hazy, gray space, yet it also shimmered with starlight. The Spear of Victory shattered the tranquility, accelerating its journey toward a critical point.

At this moment, the outcome is decided.

The spear of victory had only extended its tip slightly, stopping just in front of Mu Mu's delicate nose, where it was caught between her two slender, jade-like fingers.

A hole had appeared in the band of light in front of her, and the Spear of Victory had emerged from this hole. But it could only poke its head out before it could go any further. With a slight exertion of two fingers, Mu Mu caused the Spear of Victory, which was already at its limit, to explode into countless points of light, densely packed and stretching as far as the eye could see.

"What happened? Who lost? Who won?" The audience was eagerly waiting, and Ye Qianxue stared at the scene with intense tension, not even blinking.

After the light and rain subsided, a dejected figure emerged from the ring, gradually disappearing into the waiting area for those heading to China.

"Yes... I expected this outcome. How could I possibly defeat Mu Mu!"

Yan Ziming comforted himself, saying it with a self-deprecating tone.

His steps became increasingly unsteady, until finally he stumbled forward and fell to his knees in the empty corridor.

People's attention is undoubtedly focused on the sole winner of the Civilization Cup, the one who utterly shattered his own pride...

After all, the cheers can be heard even here... Can't they be a little quieter?

But if no one's around... even if I cry, no one will notice, right?

The moment the thought crossed my mind, tears welled up in my eyes like a burst dam, and I couldn't stop them.

The spear of victory... did not bring her victory.

—It's right that I lost... then everything will return to its original course... Mu Mu will still be the same Mu Mu...

—But…why am I crying…? I shouldn’t be crying…! Why?

Why was she able to hold back her tears even though Ye Qianxue cried during the trip to the deserted island?

yeah why?

Because I was so unwilling to accept it, so incredibly unwilling, my self-esteem felt like it had been torn apart, the pain was excruciating...

Her throat began to sob uncontrollably, her body trembled incessantly, her mask had been removed, and she kept wiping her eyes with her hands.

These are tears from the bottom of my heart, a cry for my own weakness, for my peak attack to have been lost, lost so thoroughly and so powerlessly.

What about masculinity, right and wrong! Screw that!

Yan Ziming just wanted to burst into tears, but she tried desperately to hold it in, but it was all in vain. Finally, she burst into tears, and her loud cries echoed throughout the entire corridor. She cried her heart out.

However, compared to the cheers outside, all of this was like a drop in the ocean, barely audible...

No, there are still people who can hear it.

Ye Qianxue hid behind the wall, biting her lip tightly to force herself not to make a sound.

She followed Yan Ziming's retreating figure here, but as soon as she arrived, she heard her older sister crying. She quietly went closer and saw a figure covering her eyes with her arm, constantly wiping away tears.

She wanted to rush out to comfort her without hesitation, but a fragrant breeze passed by from the side, and Ye Qianxue almost cried out in surprise. Her mouth was covered by a fair hand as soon as she opened it.

After Mu Mu activated her domain, Ye Qianxue exclaimed in surprise, "Master, shouldn't you be here...?!"

“Idiot, which is more important, Xiao Mo Mo or the championship award?” Mu Mu said seriously, “Also, everyone else can see Xiao Mo Mo cry, but you can’t. At least you can’t let Xiao Mo Mo know that you saw her cry.”

"Why?!" Ye Qianxue exclaimed anxiously. She couldn't bear to watch her beloved older sister cry alone!

"There are some things that an older sister should absolutely not let her younger sister see... She absolutely doesn't want her younger sister to see her in an embarrassing situation, do you understand?"

"But....."

"No buts, I'll go first, you keep watch for me." Mu Mu flicked Ye Qianxue's forehead and walked forward.

Ye Qianxue pouted, then smiled gently, muttering to herself the words she hadn't had a chance to say before, "But, this makes you look even cooler, doesn't it...?"

Because... a true strong person is not someone who doesn't shed tears.

Instead, they kept running even with tears in their eyes!

Chapter 102 Unyielding Spirit, Ascending to Immortality

The sobs turned into a lingering wail, echoing little by little in the corridor.

Fortunately, there were no outsiders present at the moment; otherwise, Yan Ziming's crying today would have become a public spectacle, making it impossible for him to remain unknown.

The sobbing suddenly stopped because Yan Ziming felt a gentle embrace coming from behind.

This embrace is so warm...

"Little Mo Mo..." Mu Mu's voice was as gentle as a pool of soft water, and Yan Zi Mo's resentment immediately dissipated.

"Mu Mu...? You shouldn't be here..." When Yan Ziming saw Mu Mu, he tried to hold back his tears, but he kept sobbing and his words were broken.

"I've come to find you."

One sentence caused Yan Ziming's tears to well up again, like a kite with a broken string, and she nestled against Mu Mu's chest and cried loudly.

Mu Mu felt her heart pounding so hard that she couldn't hear anything else; only the chaotic sound of her heartbeat overwhelmed her hearing.

Mu Mu had known Yan Ziming for a while, but she had never seen him like this before. She felt both heartache and a bittersweet feeling.

Why...why is Xiao Momo even more charming when she cries?

—I love it so much...

—Ah... my heartbeat is so loud, stop it!

These kinds of thoughts overwhelmed Mu Mu's mind, making her somewhat dazed and forgetting what she was about to say.

However, there is only one very simple yet most important sentence to say, isn't there?

Since Xiao Momo asked me to be more frank...

"Thank you......"

Yan Ziming's crying paused for a moment, and an incredulous light appeared in his eyes, which were filled with resentment.

"You should have said that sooner, you wretched woman!"

A slight sense of relief and relief—that's the feeling Yan Ziming gave Mu Mu.

"You can still be a bit sharp-tongued now, so I'll make an exception for you today."

Mu Mu gently patted Yan Ziming's back and said with a smile, "Actually, I felt a bit lost several times before the competition..."

"The first time was after you broke through to the eighth rank," Mu Mu said to herself. "Little Mo Mo is really amazing. I'm almost being caught up... Can I still maintain an absolute advantage and suppress you?... Feelings like these..."

"The second time was when you and your good disciple ambushed me not long ago, which made me have some doubts about the path I've been sticking to."

"Doubt?!" Yan Ziming's expression hardened.

"And that time I encouraged you to participate in the competition, you noticed how strange I was back then, that was the third time..."

"After three periods of confusion, I felt for the first time that I was undergoing an irreversible change that would alter my character, my thoughts, and my emotions."

Mu Mu kept talking, and Yan Ziming listened attentively without interrupting.

"I'm troubled by questions about where our paths will lead and whether our relationship will remain the same. So I've decided to settle things with you on the competition stage!"

"If I win, I will continue to move forward on my path. If I lose, I will try to accept the change. As a result... I witnessed the scene of the most beautiful woman in the world crying."

As Mu Mu spoke, her tone turned playful, and Yan Ziming's cheeks flushed red. She glared at her fiercely with her beautiful eyes.

"You must forget what happened today!" Yan Ziming pulled at the hem of Mu Mu's dress, feeling incredibly ashamed.

"Oh dear~~ It's a pity I didn't take any pictures with my ultra-high-definition digital camera... Ahem, back to the point, I just asked Sister Mo Sheng to help me stall for time, and it's about time. If I stand her up, Sister Mo Sheng will be furious. Now you can watch how I'm crowned queen!"

"Don't be so vain! But remember this—there will be no second chance after today's duel!"

Yan Ziming composed herself and spoke in the calmest tone, straightening her posture as if her words were supported by an unyielding spirit, conveying an unwavering conviction.

"Then I'll say the same thing... No matter how many times it happens in the future, I will use my absolute strength to crush you mercilessly, without exception!"

Mu Mu smiled charmingly, leaving Yan Ziming with a silhouette that was swallowed by the sunlight.

Yan Ziming stared blankly ahead, unsure whether he was looking at Mu Mu, or at the bright road to victory that lay before Mu Mu...

She then strode off in the opposite direction, towards the waiting area for the Chinese team, the corner of which was also where Ye Qianxue was hiding.

"sister!"

As Yan Ziming drew closer, Ye Qianxue couldn't help but let out a startled cry, like a frightened little rabbit, which was quite adorable.

In a panic, Ye Qianxue suddenly felt a pair of strong arms pull her into a gentle embrace, and heard her older sister's soft whispers in her ear, tinged with a hint of self-reproach.