Morning Star

On the second day, at the Chu Family Trial Field, Chu Congnan, the head of the family, stood on the stage, his sleeves and hair fluttering in the breeze. His handsome face was stern, and his voice was like a bell ringing over the entire Chu Family: "It's the once-in-three-years family trial again. I believe all the young talents have prepared for this competition......"

Chujiu felt that Chu Congnan's opening remarks were as long-winded and boring as the principal's speech.

After listening for a long time, she felt her ears begin to buzz, and she rolled her eyes as she looked at the sun rising higher in the sky.

A drop of sweat slid down her forehead, and she raised her hand and wiped it away with her sleeve. She looked around and saw that everyone was the same, so she felt balanced.

Chu Congnan continued his seemingly endless opening remarks: "This time, the competition will be the same as before, with 32 young disciples of my clan competing in five matches. From today, May 20th, to May 25th, each person will compete in one match per day for the first four days including today, rest for one day on the 24th, and the last match will be held on the 25th..."

Chujiu yawned, and she almost fell asleep.

"I declare that the triennial family trial begins now!"

Chu Congnan finally said the words that everyone wanted to hear most.

The dozing Chujiu suddenly woke up, feeling a little nervous and excited.

Before the competition, everyone will randomly get a number card, with numbers from 1 to 32. Numbers 1 and 32 will compete in competition field 1, numbers 2 and 31 will compete in competition field 2, and so on.

There were quite a lot of people competing on the first day, so it was divided into morning and afternoon sessions.

The ninth day of the first lunar month was the morning session, at the No. 8 competition venue. Her opponent, No. 25, was at the late stage of the human spirit realm. And she was an acquaintance.

In the No. 8 competition field, Chujiu raised his hand and waved to the girl opposite him, saying hello: "Hello, Xiao Qinqin."

Gao Qin's face turned pale, and she looked alert: "You... I'm not afraid of you."

She knew she shouldn't have done that the last time, but she had been bullied by Chujiu for a long time before, and suddenly heard that she was going to change her appearance, so she ran to find Chu Congnan and the others in a fit of anger. Later, when she thought about it carefully, she realized how stupid she was.

After she finished speaking, she raised her fist and rushed towards Chujiu.

When she threw her fist, she was still thinking that she was very unwilling to do so. Before, she was thinking that she would avenge Chujiu for bullying her in the past. But when she saw him yesterday, Chujiu suddenly became stronger than her. And they were not on the same level, but two.

You have to know that the Earth Spirit Realm and the Human Spirit Realm are two completely different levels. How could she beat him?

When Chujiu saw her rushing towards him, he didn't hide, but just stared at her, thinking about using her to practice.

She thought so and did so. She didn't feel sorry for Gao Qin, because she was the one who made Chu Congnan misunderstand her last time. She was not a good person, she didn't have a conscience, no, she was kind.

So this is what happened in the No. 8 competition arena.

Gao Qin gathered a stream of spiritual energy and threw it at Chujiu, but Chujiu waited until the stream was about to hit him before dodging.

One was struggling to fight, the other was doing it easily. Gao Qin was so angry that she jumped up and down.

The competition could have been over in half a quarter of an hour, but Chujiu dragged it to a quarter of an hour.

A quarter of an hour later, Chujiu saw that Gao Qin had used most of her moves twice, and finally seized one of Gao Qin's flaws. He threw out his spiritual energy to shatter Gao Qin's spiritual energy and knocked Gao Qin to the ground.

After finishing, Chujiu clapped his hands, put one palm on his face and smiled at Gao Qin: "Are you okay?"

"..." Gao Qin pouted her lips as if she was about to cry and ignored her.

"...In the first round, in competition arena number eight, Chujiu competes with Gao Qin. Chujiu wins." The referee announced the result mechanically and speechlessly.

He could have rested earlier, but this third young lady delayed him for a quarter of an hour.

Wuwuwu... Miss Third, you are really going too far...

After the first match, Chujiu went to watch the other matches that had not been completed in the morning. She wanted to learn some fighting skills and understand everyone's strength and means.

Chujiu was watching carefully and had no idea that Chu Wenxuan had come to her side.

It was rare to see Xiaojiu watching so seriously, so Chu Wenxuan did not disturb her and just stood by her side. He knew that she would have some questions later, and then it would be his time to answer them.

As expected, Chujiu had questions. But she didn't know Chu Wenxuan was right beside her, so she didn't ask.

Chu Wenxuan spoke up instead: "Xiaojiu has any questions?"

"Oh my god!" This sudden voice startled Chujiu, who trembled a little, exhaled and glared at Chu Wenxuan, "Brother, you scared me to death. Why didn't you say anything when you came here? It's scary to speak suddenly."

Chu Wenxuan felt wronged. He had been standing there for so long, but she didn't notice him. He thought she had noticed him a long time ago.

Now that his sister has grown up, she no longer cares about her brother.

"I thought Xiaojiu had already discovered me." Chu Wenxuan said innocently.

Chujiu didn't have time to chat with him and started asking questions directly.

Chu Wenxuan answered patiently.

After watching the competition for the whole morning, Chujiu learned a lot, mainly because there was a big guy next to him to help answer his questions.

After lunch, Chujiu looked at the book Zhan Kongming gave her. After reading for a while, her mind started to think about other things.

I don't know how Mo Xinglan is doing.

The thought paused and he shook his head.

Why do you miss him? The evil villain is so powerful that he will definitely win easily. Continue reading.

Um...by the way...how do you pronounce this word?

Oh my god!

……

Before Chujiu knew, Mo Xinglan had finished his meal, and Mo Yun came to the side courtyard carrying a table with a white porcelain jar and a dagger.

As usual, this time the porcelain jar was bigger than before, as if it was intentionally made for the owner of the jar.

Mo Yun looked at the full jar of blood, his heart beating fast, and he looked at Mo Xinglan a few more times.

His face seemed paler than before. Thinking of this, his heart ached slightly, and his hands tightened as he picked up the jars, but his emotions were well hidden on his face.

Before leaving, he said to Mo Xinglan: "Third Young Master, be careful during the competition this afternoon."

After saying this, he turned around and left without waiting for Mo Xinglan's response.

"..."

A cold light flashed in Mo Xinglan's drooped eyes.

There are always a few people who are dissatisfied with him and do things behind his back.

Looking at the bright red wound on his left wrist and remembering the porcelain jar that was bigger than before, a hint of sarcasm appeared at the corner of his mouth.

His expression was a little dazed, and the girl who liked to talk in his ear all day long appeared in his mind.

"Where do you feel uncomfortable?"

"What's wrong with you?"

"Are you cold?"

"Are you dizzy?"

"Let me bandage your wound."

"Look in the mirror and see how pale your face is..."

He raised his right hand and touched his face in a daze.

Is he pale now?

Since when did I get used to her noise?

On the other side, Chujiu was asking Luluo how to pronounce the words she didn't know in the book that Zhan Kongming gave her, and then she sneezed for no apparent reason.

At the Mohist No. 10 competition arena.

A black suit outlines the boy's tall and lean figure, and a palm-wide waist belt ties his slender waist.

The black hair tied up high with a black headband fluttered in the wind.

Under the sunlight, his black clothes made his face look even paler. But even with his pale face, he still looked very handsome.

He stared expressionlessly at a dark-skinned, burly man who looked to be about twenty years old and was standing on the opposite side of him in the competition arena.

The man's name was Li Ji, and he was his opponent in this competition.

In an instant, spiritual energy surged in the air, causing the two people's clothes and long hair to fly in the air.

"Third Young Master, I'm sorry." Li Ji clasped his fists.

Under the bright sun, the young man smiled innocently with his eyebrows curved slightly. It seemed that nothing in the world was as dazzling as his smile.

This smile alone stirred the hearts and screams of the girls watching in the audience.

"I rarely saw the Third Young Master before, but now I finally see him..."

"The Third Young Master is so handsome..."

"Wow, the Third Young Master looks so good when he smiles..."