Mu Xue and Mu Xue

Time passed quietly like a silent hourglass, minute by minute. As noon approached, the sun became hotter, as if adding heat to this tense contest.

The last point of the white formation is just missing that crucial last step to complete it.

At this moment, everyone's eyes were focused on him, and everyone was worried about him.

Not only the teachers and students from Luanfeng College and Longhu College, but even the people from Guozu College were silently watching him.

It's not for anything else, just because I don't want to see people like Fugui, who were forced in by relying on family connections and money, succeed.

The vast majority of those casually watching the match were students from Luanfeng College. However, it's important to note that while Luanfeng College boasts a significant proportion of students from wealthy families, not all of them come from such backgrounds. Because of this, hatred of the wealthy still persists widely in society.

Those from truly wealthy families, however, showed clear disdain for such competitions. In their eyes, wasting precious time watching the matches was far less meaningful and valuable than investing that time in arduous training. After all, for them, improving their strength was the most crucial and important thing.

Fugui has no strength and is like a troublemaker in the team, which is disgusting.

"It will be fine soon. You need to relax, otherwise all my efforts in the past thirty days will be wasted! Bai Zhen! Come on!" Bai Zhen kept cheering himself up in his heart.

He concentrated his attention, desperately absorbing the power of the surrounding stars, and tried his best to stabilize the magic circle in his hand.

The sword killing array in his hands had already absorbed the maximum sword energy that a soul-level array could absorb. A full 200 sword energies darted back and forth within the array in his hands like a herd of wild horses, extremely unstable. The slightest mistake could mean all the previous efforts were wasted.

During those 30 days, he slept for less than 48 hours. One only needs to look at the dark circles around his eyes to see how hard he worked.

During these thirty days, he almost never slept and devoted all his time to studying the formation.

Not only these 30 days, but also the days and nights before, except for a few days before the competition when he had a rare good sleep, the rest of the time, he studied the knowledge about the formation and carefully crafted the formation day and night for this crucial competition.

The Bai family, where he was born, was a renowned family of formation masters, with every member of the family being an outstanding formation master. In this family atmosphere, he felt a great deal of pressure, yet also felt immensely motivated.

He has three brothers and one sister.

He is the eldest of three brothers. His two younger brothers are uneducated and only know how to play all day long.

However, he has a younger sister competing with him for this precious qualification.

This made him even more afraid to slack off.

He has admired his father since he was a child.

His father, a powerful person in the realm of wisdom, is also a formation master at the level of wisdom, and has extremely high prestige in the field of formations.

His father has been strict with him since he was young, and his expectations of him have become higher and higher as he grows up.

The burden on him was like an invisible mountain, pressing him so hard that he could hardly breathe.

He once asked his father, "Dad, why can't I play every day like my brothers? Instead, I can only study formation knowledge here. I really want to go out and play!" His father looked at him, his eyes full of love and expectation, and slowly said, "Zhen'er, do you know? You have the highest talent among them. Since you are so talented, you must work harder, so that you can become a truly strong person in the future.

This isn't about not caring about you, or not loving you. On the contrary, we love you too much and care about you too much!" Although Bai Zhen was a little skeptical, he really couldn't go against his father's expectations.

Finally, with Bai Zhen's continuous efforts, the soul-level sword killing formation was finally completed! At that moment, it seemed as if time had stopped.

Bai Zhen slowly breathed a sigh of relief. He finally stood up and proudly raised the sword in his hand! His eyes were full of confidence and determination. This action seemed to show off his achievements and also seemed to be a strong response to Fugui's ridicule.

After Bai Zhen proudly raised the magic circle in his hand, the Chief Judge appeared on the ring in an instant like a mysterious phantom.

He stood tall and straight, with a powerful aura, as if he controlled the fate of the entire arena.

"The competition is over! Now the results are announced! Bai Zhen, absorbed 200 sword energies, Fugui, 50! So, today's winner is Bai Zhen from Luanfeng Academy!" The chief referee's voice was loud and majestic, echoing throughout the entire arena.

After hearing this voice, the tense expression on Bai Zhen's face finally melted away like ice and snow, revealing a bright smile.

The deep dark circles around his eyes seemed to be telling of his hard work and persistence.

The effort was not in vain, and this victory was the reward he deserved.

However, Fugui on the opposite side did not fall into sadness because of the failure in the game.

He continued to eat the food he brought as if no one was around. From the beginning to the end of the game, his mouth hardly stopped.

It seemed as if the outcome of the game had nothing to do with him, and delicious food was what he was pursuing at the moment.

At this time, Lin Mo in the audience saw Bai Zhen holding up the soul-level sword killing formation in his hand, and when the referee announced Bai Zhen's victory, he also breathed a sigh of relief.

Bai Zhen's victory gave him renewed motivation for future challenges. If he faced wealth and honor, he could say that he would win effortlessly.

Because it is obvious that Fugui can only make spiritual-level magic arrays, and for Lin Mo, he is very familiar with the production of spiritual-level magic arrays.

He could easily finish it in less than one morning, less than three hours.

Only by constantly facing stronger enemies and meeting more difficult challenges can we make ourselves stronger.

As the saying goes, if you don't move forward, you will move backward. Only by breaking through the waves in the long river of life can you achieve extraordinary success.

"Tomorrow is the duel between talisman masters. Talisman masters from both academies, please be prepared!" After the chief judge said this, he disappeared from the stage in the same instant as he appeared.

His comings and goings are so hasty that they make people feel mysterious.

"This chief judge really doesn't want to say a word! He's really mysterious." Mu Xue said softly, her eyes full of curiosity and confusion.

"If this happened in a court of law, enforcing the law impartially, wouldn't that be a good thing?" Lin Mo said thoughtfully, his eyes revealing a yearning for fairness and justice.