Mu Xue and Mu Xue

Soon, the next day arrived as quietly as a light bird. The people from the three academies gathered early at the Luanfeng Star Arena of Luanfeng Academy.

The Star Arena is a place specially provided for practitioners to learn from each other, filled with a tense and exciting atmosphere.

The Star Arena of Luanfeng Academy is an extra-large rectangular open-air venue with a magnificent appearance.

On its west side is a large empty entrance without any walls, as if it is opening its arms to people and welcoming challengers from all sides.

The other three directions are all large staircase seats, stacked layer by layer, like a continuous mountain range. The seats can accommodate many spectators, who will witness the wonderful battles here.

In the middle was a huge rectangular arena, the size of which was astonishing. Thousands of adults could have stood there with plenty of room.

The vast space seemed like an endless battlefield, waiting for the warriors to gallop.

"What a big venue! This is the first time I've seen one this big!" Mu Xue exclaimed in amazement, her eyes wide open in shock.

Her voice echoed in the air, as if expressing her awe for this huge venue.

"The Star Arena of Luanfeng Academy is much larger than our Dragon and Tiger Arena. It can accommodate tens of thousands of spectators. There is also a magic circle set up next to the arena, which is a life-level shield magic circle. You must be wondering why such a large Luanfeng Academy only has a life-level shield magic circle as the arena's defense system." Yun Yufei said slowly, his voice steady and powerful.

"In fact, the highest realm of those who come to spar is the Soul Realm. Although they are mostly from large clans, there are very few geniuses who can break through to the Life Realm. Some are also masters, and they rarely spar with others. Those who can cultivate to the Life Realm generally have a very high mentality, so they basically don't make enemies. Therefore, a Life-level shield formation is sufficient."

Yun Yufei continued to explain, his eyes revealing a deep understanding of these realms of cultivation.

"Oh~" Mu Xue nodded thoughtfully, and her understanding of this Star Arena deepened.

While they were talking, they had already arrived at the seats belonging to their Dragon Tiger Academy.

"Xiaoxue, look, over there, that is, the seats for Luanfeng Academy are on the north side, the seats for Guozu Academy are on the east side, and we are on the south side." Yun Yufei carefully explained to Muxue, pointing in different directions.

"You know what? According to legend, high positions have always been a symbol of kingship. It's a well-known fact that the south is higher and the north is lower. Luanfeng College has been number one for many years, so they sit on the north side, which is both higher and larger.

Since we are in the south, which is the largest area, we are ranked second and have always been seated here. Guozu Academy in the east is ranked third and is smaller.

Yun Yufei explained patiently, his words full of respect for these traditions.

Ziyuan heard all these words clearly. The corners of her mouth trembled slightly, and an indescribable helplessness surged in her heart.

"Can I tell everyone everything about this? There's nothing much to say about me always being second! Does the name 'Eternal Second' sound good?!" Ziyuan secretly groaned in his heart.

Her eyes revealed a complex emotion, including reluctance, helplessness, and expectations for the future.

She shook her head slightly, as if trying to shake off these disturbing thoughts.

Ziyuan took a deep breath and tried to calm herself down, but the bitterness in her heart was hard to dissipate.

She looked into the distance, her thoughts drifting away, recalling past competitions, and the scenes of fierce competition and struggle appeared before her one by one.

She didn't hold out much hope of winning first place in this competition, but actually staying in second place wasn't a big deal, at least she wasn't last.

"I hope we don't run into Luanfeng Academy this time! If we do in the first round, it might be the end!"

They had never won against Luanfeng Academy in the past few years, so they could only pray secretly.

Before they knew it, they had arrived at their seats. They sat there quietly, waiting for the game to begin, their hearts filled with anticipation and nervousness.

At this time, a figure appeared on the ring like a ghost.

This person exuded a powerful aura, and just standing there gave Lin Mo a sense of inviolable majesty.

Lin Mo thought to himself: "This person's aura is no less than Master Ziyuan and Mu Zifeng. He must be one of the backbones of the academy." That powerful aura was like a towering mountain, which made people feel awe.

"Everyone, I am the chief judge this time. I am appointed by the Huayan Dynasty to be the referee of this competition. All the people from the three academies who came to participate in the competition have taken their seats, so I will be here to preside over the drawing of lots today. Now, each academy will lead the team to come on stage to draw lots!" Although the chief judge's voice was not loud, it was like a huge bell, and it was steadily transmitted to everyone's ears. The voice seemed to come directly from their minds, clear and powerful.

As soon as the chief judge finished speaking, he waved his hand and a box appeared in his hand.

This was the most primitive method, placing three signatures in a box, and the three houses, ranked according to their rankings in the previous competition, came forward to draw lots. At this moment, a woman sitting in the North Seat stood up and flew towards the competition stage.

She didn't dare to be negligent in the slightest. After all, offending the referee from the Huayan Dynasty was not a good thing.

Her figure was as light as an elegant butterfly. After landing on the stage, she took out a stick from the box and took a look at it, her expression obviously a little disappointed.

But in the end, she still raised her hand holding the signature and shouted, "Number 1!" There was a hint of helplessness in her voice.

Immediately afterwards, Mu Zifeng from Nan Xi's side took off and flew over. He was like a breeze, gentle but with a speed that should not be underestimated.

His figure flashed across the sky like lightning and appeared on the stage in an instant.

Mu Zifeng reached into the box, took it out, and took a look. His joy was simply extreme. Because they had drawn number 0! "Number 0!" Mu Zifeng held up the signature in his hand, his face filled with excitement.

"Okay! Since the number 0 has been drawn, Guozu College does not need to go on stage to draw lots. Luanfeng College and Guozu College, please prepare for the afternoon competition." After saying that, the chief referee disappeared from the competition stage, as mysterious as when he appeared.

In the eyes of outsiders, not allowing Guozu Academy to go on stage to draw lots may be seen as a gesture of goodwill towards them, as it is believed that this will prevent Guozu Academy from suffering unnecessary pressure and embarrassment.

However, those who truly understand and see the truth know the mystery behind this. This is by no means a good intention, but a naked insult.

This insult stems from the deep-rooted contempt and disdain of the strong for the weak, as if declaring to the world: Guozu Academy is nothing but a group of weaklings with no strength at all, and are not worthy of stepping onto the lottery table that represents glory and opportunity.

In this world where the strong prey on the weak, only the strong are qualified to stand in the spotlight, while the weak can only silently endure the fate of being ignored and humiliated.

"Is it over?" Lin Mo said with a lingering look, his eyes full of confusion.

"Yes, it's over." Yun Yufei said seriously with a very serious expression.

"Ahhhh! We finally drew number 0!" Mu Zifeng flew over at a very fast speed, with an uncontrollable smile on his face. That smile was as bright as the sun, as if it could illuminate the whole world.