Mu Xue and Mu Xue

Lin Mo's face flushed red, and he stammered a few times, but in the end he couldn't utter a word, and was left with a speechless look.

"Hahahaha!"

Yan Liyu's shrill laughter immediately broke the silence. He laughed so hard that he fell backwards, and the smugness on his face almost overflowed. "You don't even know how to ask such a simple truth when you don't understand it! Hahaha, this is hilarious!"

The sharp sound echoed in the air, attracting the attention of many people around.

Lin Mo felt a hot current rushing from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, and his face was burning.

At this moment, he wished he could become invisible in an instant, or that a crack would suddenly appear in the ground so that he could hide in it. This scene was so embarrassing that it was suffocating.

As the game came to an end, the sun was already high in the sky and it was almost lunchtime.

Everyone left the venue one after another, chatting casually along the way, and then walked into a nearby restaurant together.

It was called a meal, but in fact, they just ate a few bites casually. No one had much appetite. After all, their minds were still on the later competition.

After dinner, everyone returned to the Star Arena.

The stadium was noisy. Except for Lin Mo, everyone else gathered in groups of two or three to chat, trying to ease the tense atmosphere before the game.

Although it is said that sharpening the sword before the battle is better than rushing, everyone knows that cramming at this moment will not be of much use.

Lin Mo stood alone, his hands unconsciously clenching and unclenching, his knuckles turning white from the force.

He was extremely panicked. After all, without the Seven Thunder Wheel, he wouldn't even be qualified to step into the Star Arena to participate in the promotion competition.

Time passed minute by minute, and half an hour went by quietly. The Seven Thunder Wheel stayed there quietly, without any movement at all.

Lin Mo's brows furrowed tighter and tighter, his eyes fixed on it, as if he wanted to wake it up with his gaze.

Another hour passed, and the Seven Thunder Wheel was still as silent as death, with no response at all.

Lin Mo felt his heart sinking little by little, cold sweat broke out from his forehead, and a large area of ​​his clothes on the back was soaked.

Two hours passed in a flash, and the Seven Thunder Wheel seemed to be under a spell of immobilization and remained motionless.

At this time, Lin Mo's lips were bitten with bloody marks, and his eyes were full of anxiety and helplessness.

The horn of the competition suddenly sounded, officially announcing the start of the game. However, the Seven Thunder Wheel still did not move.

The first game kicked off, and the player on the field was Ye Shanyu.

He took a deep breath and walked onto the stage steadily.

His opponent was a woman with a graceful figure but a cold aura.

She held a long sword tightly in her hand. The sword body was slender and the cold light was sharp. The blade looked extremely sharp from the outside, as if one would be cut by the cold air it released if one looked at it for a second longer. It also seemed as if it was extremely arrogant, and the gazes of others were a provocation in its eyes. The next second it would suddenly attack and hurt people, and instantly cut the offender into three pieces.

At this time, in the audience seats of the Noble Academy, an elder leading the team was squinting his eyes and staring at the stage.

"strangeness?"

He muttered to himself, his brows twisted into the shape of a "川" character, "Why does that sword feel familiar and yet unfamiliar?" His eyes swept over the students on the stage one by one.

"These team members today look the same, and their swords appear to be the same, but why do I feel a chill down my spine? It feels like they're completely different people."

He was completely puzzled, his face full of confusion and worry. He stared at the stage, trying to find some clues from their every move.

On the stage, the battle has already begun.

Ye Shanyu flashed and took the lead in attacking, with his fists whistling.

But the woman was not in a hurry. She just stood there quietly, her posture as firm as a pine tree and her eyes cold.

Just when everyone thought she was going to suffer, she moved in an instant!

She just shook her wrist and swung the sword. A sword energy shot out like lightning at such an astonishing speed that it left an afterimage of the sword where she had been standing still!

The audience below the stage suddenly exclaimed in surprise. No one expected that the woman's move would be so strange and swift.

In the eyes of the audience, the woman was like a ghost. They were staring at the stage, but they didn't see when she moved.

The whole world seemed to be in chaos in an instant, as if another her appeared.

Originally, she was like a statue, standing motionless in the same place, maintaining the look of someone who had just stepped onto the stage and was waiting for the competition to begin, with an upright posture and a stern face;

The other her was like a black lightning, constantly changing her postures on the stage, waving the long sword in her hand tightly, and sword energy danced like silver snakes, sweeping towards Ye Shanyu.

To others, her figure on the stage was flickering, difficult to distinguish between reality and illusion, as if she was a phantom from another mysterious space.

Ye Shanyu was in a very miserable state at this moment. His eyes were wide open, his face full of fear, and he couldn't find any opportunity to attack.

The woman's sword energy was like a violent storm, overwhelming the sky and earth. He could only rely on his body's instincts, constantly rushing left and right, running around in circles in the Star Arena like a headless fly, trying to find a glimmer of hope.

However, the opponent's sword energy was like a Gatling gun equipped with "infinite ammunition". It never stopped and whistled out "da da da". The distance between each sword energy was so small that it was not more than one millimeter. The speed of swinging the sword was simply shocking and so fast that it made people's scalp numb!

Ye Shanyu's physical strength was rapidly fading, his steps were gradually becoming weak, and he felt that he was about to collapse.

Ziyuan, who was in the audience, saw such a tragic scene, frowned and was extremely anxious. Finally, she could not bear it anymore. She gritted her teeth, stood up, and loudly announced that she had surrendered the two-on-two match. This temporarily stopped the nightmare-like scene.

Ye Shanyu, who got off the stage, was as pale as paper. His clothes were already soaked with sweat. Beads of sweat as big as beans kept rolling down his cheeks. His legs were still shaking uncontrollably. It was obvious that he was frightened by the horrific scene on the stage just now. He was a little dazed, as if he had not yet recovered from the fierce battle between life and death.

Ziyuan was also still frightened. She slowly walked off the stage, thinking to herself.

She really didn't expect to encounter such a strong opponent. The opponent's strength was extraordinary, which was not surprising. After all, there were many hidden dragons and crouching tigers in this Star Arena.

But what puzzled her was that this person clearly possessed such astonishing strength, but why did he perform so mediocrely and without any edge in the last game, as if he had become a completely different person? What kind of secret was hidden behind this?

In Ziyuan's eyes, relying on her own strong strength, she could barely see the other party's movements clearly. Although she could only barely catch some vague shadows, this was already an incredible thing in the eyes of others.

However, she knew in her heart that being able to see clearly and being able to do it were two completely different things.

That’s right, the extraordinary ability displayed by the other party was something that even someone as strong as Zi Yuan knew was beyond his reach.

"How on earth did this guy do it?"

Ziyuan couldn't help but mutter to himself, his brows knitted into a deep "川" shape, his eyes full of confusion and shock, "Could it be possible to control time?

This... is impossible?" She couldn't help but shudder at the thought.

Control the time!

Even if the time stop is extremely short, the energy consumed by using it so frequently must be astronomical, right?

Like Ziyuan, there were several other people who were stunned, including the leading elder of the Noble Academy, Mu Zifeng, and those powerful people above the Zhi realm who were present.

Some of them stood there in astonishment, while others frowned and fell into deep thought. All of them were so shocked by this unimaginable scene that they could not calm down for a long time.

What shocked those strong men was what kind of mysterious ability this person had used to achieve such an effect;

The shock felt by the elder leading the aristocratic academy stemmed from deep self-doubt. He was full of suspicion as to why his students possessed such incredible abilities while he was completely unaware of them. This was like a sharp blade piercing his self-esteem.

After both parties left the stage, people in the noisy audience of the aristocratic academy were still whispering and discussing.

The leading elder gathered himself and slowly walked towards the woman, his eyes locked on her, and with a bit of majesty and doubt, he asked, "What is this ability of yours?

Why haven't I seen you use it before?" His tone was filled with undeniable inquiry.

However, she pretended not to hear anything and went straight back to her seat with an indifferent expression. She sat down slowly, her eyes as cold as the lake water on a cold night, without a ripple. She turned a deaf ear to the questioning of the leading elder.

The elder in charge was slightly stunned when he saw this, but his face did not show any anger at all, and he did not continue to ask questions.

I don't know if he was already used to the other party's cold attitude, or if he had other plans in mind. In any case, he just sighed softly and turned away, leaving behind a slightly lonely back, making the mystery even deeper and heavier.