Mu Xue and Mu Xue

Ziyuan and Muxue strolled in it, like two happy little deer, shuttling through this bustling city.

Their storage equipment was gradually filled with all kinds of good things.

Mu Xue's fair face was flushed with excitement, and her eyes were shining like the twinkling stars in the night sky.

"I haven't had Dongpo pork in a long time. I must buy more this time!"

She spoke cheerfully, her voice as clear as a silver bell, and then picked out four portions of bright red and fragrant Dongpo pork.

Those pieces of Dongpo pork, with alternating fat and lean parts and clear textures, seem to be telling their own delicious stories.

Then, Mu Xue was attracted by the freshly baked sesame cake on the side. The golden and crispy crust was dotted with dense sesame seeds, exuding an enticing aroma that made people salivate.

She bought four without hesitation, and holding them in her hands, she couldn't help but sniff the intoxicating fragrance.

Ziyuan's eyes were drawn to the exquisite floral pillows. Those pillows were colorful and exquisitely embroidered, like pieces of art.

She remembered that Lin Mo had complained before about uncomfortable pillows, so she carefully selected three, hoping to give him a comfortable sleep.

She and Muxue were also moved by the beauty of the pillows and each chose one for themselves.

"This pillow is not only beautiful, it will definitely be comfortable to sleep on."

Ziyuan gently stroked the pillow, a faint smile appearing on the corner of her mouth.

Mu Xue was selecting novels on the side. Her slender fingers slid lightly across the bookshelf, as if she was having a silent conversation with the books.

Her eyes eagerly searched for stories she had never read, and once she found them, she held them in her arms like treasures.

After a while, five unknown novels lay quietly in her arms.

"These books should be able to help me relieve my boredom." Mu Xue said with satisfaction.

Time flies by like a white horse, and the day of the competition is approaching quietly.

Before the first ray of sunlight in the morning fully illuminated the earth, Ziyuan led everyone in the academy in high spirits and walked towards the arena where Lin Mo and the eldest prince Yun Qianyou had practiced before.

Along the way, everyone was nervous and excited, and the sound of their footsteps echoed in the quiet streets, as if reflecting their inner rhythm.

When they arrived at their destination, they were met with huge crowds of people.

Around the arena, students are rubbing their hands, eager to give it a try;

The elders leading the team had serious expressions and sharp eyes, as if they were thinking about the strategy of the game;

The audience was full of anticipation, chattering about the upcoming event.

At the edge of the crowd, the silver-armored guards and bronze-armored soldiers stood tall and straight, like tall pine trees. They glanced around vigilantly, maintaining order at the scene.

Yan Liyu frowned, looking at the somewhat shabby arena, and couldn't help but complain: "Why is there not even a seat here?

Why does it feel like the capital is poorer than Luanfeng City?

There’s not even a seat.”

His voice carried a hint of dissatisfaction and surprise, echoing in the air.

However, as soon as he finished speaking, an amazing scene took place.

A golden-armored general appeared in the center of the arena like a god descending from heaven. He was agile and majestic.

Under the gaze of everyone, he suddenly punched the ring under his feet. The fist brought up a whistling sound, as if it contained a tremendous force.

In an instant, the earth began to tremble violently, the mountains shook, and the group of arenas near the central arena seemed to be pulled by some mysterious force and slowly approached the central arena.

Everyone opened their mouths in astonishment, their eyes wide open, watching this magical scene.

After a while, the group of arenas cleverly formed a super large arena. The arena was magnificent and exuded an awe-inspiring atmosphere.

The outermost circle of arenas around the arena group did not completely connect with the super arena when it approached, but was about ten meters away from the super arena, and then began to slowly climb from the inside to the outside in a step-like shape.

The climbing process is like a spectacular dance, every step is full of power and beauty.

Finally, a magnificent, tall, freshly built Star Arena stood proudly before everyone.

“What the hell???

Is this okay???”

Yan Liyu, Lin Mo, and Ye Shanyu exclaimed almost at the same time, their eyes widened like copper bells, their faces full of disbelief.

Their expressions were as if they had seen the most amazing magic in the world, with shock and amazement written all over their faces.

"Tsk~ What a bunch of country bumpkins..."

A person from another academy nearby had a look of contempt on his face and was about to say those harsh words when Ziyuan rushed over like a whirlwind.

Her eyes burned with anger and she slapped him without hesitation.

"What are you calling you?"

Ziyuan shouted angrily, his voice filled with undisguised anger and majesty.

The man was dizzy from the sudden slap and spun up like a top, drawing an awkward arc in the air.

Seeing this, a person from the same academy as him was immediately furious and was about to start swearing. However, before he could utter a word, his mouth was covered tightly by the elder of the academy who led the team in a lightning speed.

The elder's face was full of fear and helplessness. He knew Ziyuan's hot temper very well and was afraid that he would cause trouble again.

The man whose mouth was covered had his curses forced back, and could only make a dull "Mmmm" sound. The sound swirled in his throat, as if a trapped beast was struggling.

Seeing that he failed to curse successfully, the elder who led the college breathed a sigh of relief as if a heavy burden had been lifted from his shoulders. His forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, sparkling in the morning light.

Ziyuan just glared at the man fiercely, and his eyes were like a cold knife, stabbing straight at the other person.

She turned and left, her clothes fluttering, but she brought with her a powerful aura.

Although it was just a stare, it made the man feel as if he was falling into an ice cellar. Cold sweat broke out from his forehead uncontrollably, and the clothes on his back were instantly soaked and stuck tightly to his skin.

The man whose mouth was covered finally broke free from the hands of the academy elder. His face flushed red and his eyes burned with flames of anger and humiliation.

All of them were born into wealthy and aristocratic families. They lived a life of luxury and were used to being arrogant. When had they ever suffered such "injustice"?

How could I swallow this so easily?

“What are you doing?

What are you doing?

Students from your own academy were beaten, and you don’t intend to do anything?

Isn't that just a bitch?

Let you be like this..."

His voice became sharp with anger and he spoke very quickly, but the word "afraid" was not even out of his mouth.

Suddenly, a loud "Whoosh! Tong!" sound broke through the sky, and he felt a gust of wind whistling past his cheek, and the wind was as if it was real and made his face hurt.

Then, he felt a warm liquid slowly flowing down his cheek. He subconsciously turned his head and saw a long spear stuck in the ground at his feet like a dragon emerging from the sea. The spear body trembled slightly and made a low buzzing sound, as if issuing a stern warning.

"If you say one more word that you shouldn't, I'll kill you!"

The tone of these words was extremely domineering, like the sound of a huge bell, and everyone present could hear them clearly (all the participating colleges were present).

For a moment, the scene was completely silent, and everyone was as frightened as a mouse, no one dared to say a word.

After all, the silver-armored guards and golden-armored generals who were maintaining order did not move at all. How could these students dare to act rashly?

Then Ziyuan landed lightly back to the Dragon and Tiger Academy team, her face still showing lingering anger.

Just when everyone present was still immersed in this sudden change and had not yet come to their senses, a figure appeared in front of the newly formed Star Arena like a ghost.

This person is not familiar to anyone in Dragon and Tiger Academy except Ziyuan.

This is a golden-armored general. He is wearing shining golden armor that emits dazzling light under the sunlight.

Although they didn't know him, the sharp-eyed people noticed that this person was Qi Yulong, whom Li Yunlong had scolded a few days ago.

Li Yunlong stood in front of the Star Arena with his head held high and his chest puffed out, looking dignified. He then glanced at the entire audience and said, "Please enter the arena in an orderly manner, contestants and spectators." His voice was steady and powerful, echoing in the air, breaking the previous silence and tension.