Mu Xue and Mu Xue

She had tried many other kinds of pastries, but without exception, none of them whetted her appetite and she felt they tasted like wax.

Only the Xuemeng Qiluohua Cake seemed to have some magical power that could arouse her strong interest.

If Ziyuan hadn't urged her to try it, she probably would never have touched pastries in her life.

The Xuemeng Qiluohua cake is extremely sweet. Eating it will not only cause tooth decay, but also accelerate weight gain.

Who would really like a fat girl? Although Mu Xue thought in her heart that even if she got fat, Lin Mo might not dislike her.

But it’s hard to say about others.

Imagine the two of them walking down the street. Now, others might think they are a perfect match, but what if Mu Xue turned into a fat girl? That would undoubtedly mean she was marrying above her station.

So, don’t always naively believe in things like “don’t look at appearance”. Except for the blind, many people are sensitive to appearance.

Even after living together for a long time, they will unconsciously distance themselves from each other.

Soon, Muxue prepared her own meal.

She stood beside the many seats, searching for Lin Mo's figure with her eyes as fast as lightning.

Finally, she saw him at a table with three people.

Mu Xue was filled with joy and quickly ran to Lin Mo's side.

When she got closer, she could see the other two people beside Lin Mo, they were Yan Liyu and Yun Yufei.

"You two are here! Aren't all three of you going to participate in the competition?" Mu Xue asked curiously.

"Sister Xue is so smart. You guessed it all." Yan Liyu said excitedly, but what he said was shocking.

"Hey, Yan Liyu, why have you become so polite and flattering now? You were not like this when I taught you!" At this time, a crisp voice sounded from behind Mu Xue.

After hearing the sound, Yan Liyu quickly looked towards the source of the sound.

Sure enough, as he expected, the person who came was Ziyuan.

She had a graceful figure, and her lavender dress fluttered slightly in the wind, like a blooming violet.

"It was like that before, but now that you have a new master, the change is so big. Do you mean that I didn't teach well?" Ziyuan raised his eyebrows slightly, with a questioning look in his eyes.

"How dare I, how dare I, I was just scared by Sister Xue's beating. Since then, I have learned a truth, that is, there are always people better than you, that's why it became like this. How dare I say bad things about you!" Yan Liyu quickly saw who was coming and said hurriedly to save the situation.

His face was full of nervousness, as he was afraid that Ziyuan would really be angry.

"Oh? Okay, then I'll believe you." Ziyuan nodded slightly, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

Yan Liyu breathed a sigh of relief after hearing Ziyuan believed in him.

After all, Master Ziyuan is fine when he is not angry, but once he gets angry, he is no longer normal.

Yun Yufei, who was eating, heard Ziyuan's voice and immediately stood up and saluted Ziyuan. He was still the polite gentleman.

"Hello, Master Ziyuan!" His voice was as gentle as jade, making people feel like they were bathed in spring breeze.

"Oh Yufei, I told you that you don't have to bow to me every time you see me. It makes us seem so distant!" Ziyuan said in a gentle tone.

Her eyes were full of concern, as if she was looking at her own brother.

"It's okay. This is essential etiquette. Respecting elders is a must. You are not an unreasonable or evil person, so it's natural for you to do this."

Yun Yufei spoke seriously. His eyes were firm and his tone was sincere, making it impossible to refute.

Ziyuan didn't know what to say after hearing what Yun Yufei said, as it made a lot of sense. She just responded casually and sat down to eat.

The table in the college cafeteria was very long and could seat six people, so it could easily accommodate the five of them.

The table was made of solid wood with a smooth surface and exuded a faint wood fragrance.

The edge of the table is carved with exquisite patterns, giving people a sense of simplicity and elegance.

At this time, the five of them sat around the table in a harmonious atmosphere, just like a family.

"By the way, is the name of our college called Martial Arts College? It seems so ordinary!" Lin Mo frowned slightly and said in confusion.

There was a hint of confusion in his eyes, and he seemed not very satisfied with the name of the academy.

"No way? You've been in the academy for more than a year, and you don't even know the full name of the academy?" Yan Liyu said in surprise, eyes wide open.

His face was full of disbelief, as if Lin Mo had made an unforgivable mistake.

Ziyuan didn't even bother to answer such a simple question. She just sat there quietly, concentrating on eating her Huiyu Songhua Cake.

The pastry exuded a light fragrance and melted in her mouth, leaving her with an endless aftertaste.

Ziyuan narrowed his eyes slightly, enjoying this moment of tranquility.

"In fact, the academy has another name. The Martial Arts Academy is just a general name for all the academies in Huayan Country that are run by the Huayan court. The three major academies in this competition are all Martial Arts Academies, and the other two academies are named: Guozu Academy and Luanfeng Academy." Yun Yufei spoke slowly, his voice steady and powerful, making people want to listen involuntarily.

"Our academy is called Dragon and Tiger Academy. Guozu Academy was previously a privately run academy. It was later incorporated into the Huayan Dynasty and became a member of the Martial Arts Academy.

Our Dragon Tiger and Luanfeng academies are directly managed by the Huayan Dynasty. Yun Yufei explained in great detail, his words clear and coherent, making them immediately understandable. Even Lin Mo, who had previously understood nothing, now understood everything.

"The championship rewards after the competition among the three major academies are also provided by the Huayan Dynasty. The champion will go to the capital of Huayan to participate in the final national academy competition. The final winner will go to the Four-Nation League. The final reward can be said to be extremely generous." Yun Yufei added again.

His eyes were gleaming with anticipation, as if he had already seen himself standing on the field of the Four Nations League, winning glory for the academy.

Ziyuan nodded when she heard this. It seemed that she was very satisfied with Yun Yufei's explanation.

The corners of her mouth rose slightly, revealing a relieved smile.

Ziyuan knew that Yun Yufei had always been a smart and careful child, and his explanations were always beneficial to others.

"Brother Yufei, you know a lot about this. Have you participated in it before?" Lin Mo asked again.

His eyes were full of curiosity as he stared at Yun Yufei, waiting for his answer.

"Haha, Brother Lin Mo, you're joking. I just grew up in the academy. There are restrictions for participating in the competition. First, the age cannot exceed 15 years old; second, the realm cannot be lower than the soul realm. The second condition is to prevent someone from being accidentally killed in the competition. After all, it is a friendly competition, and killing someone is not a good thing." Yun Yufei explained with a smile.

His tone was calm, which made people feel very comfortable.

"Wow! That sounds amazing!" Mu Xue, who had been working hard to eat, couldn't help but sigh.

Her eyes were shining, as if she had seen a wonderful game.

Mu Xue put down the bowl and chopsticks in her hands, held her chin with both hands, and said with longing: "I really want to watch this competition!"

"For so many years, our Dragon and Tiger Academy has always won second place and has never participated in the competition in the Dynasty Capital." There was a hint of regret in Yun Yufei's tone.

He lowered his head slightly, with a hint of loss in his eyes.

When Ziyuan heard this, the tea in her mouth spat out.

But Lin Mo, who was sitting in front of him, got the worst of it and had tea sprayed all over his face.

"What are you doing~ Ouch~" Lin Mo complained. He quickly wiped his face with his sleeve and looked at Ziyuan helplessly.