Time passed day by day. In the inner courtyard, almost every student was counting down silently in their hearts. It seemed that this ordinary challenge had become important. Everyone was looking forward to the arrival of that day. Even some mentors and elders had joined in the discussion. When there was a difference of opinion, a bet was inevitable.
Three days …
Two days …
One day …
Finally, the day had arrived. It was early in the morning, and the Inner Academy seemed to be much quieter. There were no more sounds of fighting, not even noises. The instructors and students slowly gathered around, leaving only an empty space that was about a hundred meters wide.
As the sun rose, dazzling rays of light poured down from the horizon, illuminating the entire world.
"Mentor Yun Ying is here!"
No one knew who shouted, but the crowd naturally made a path for her. Yun Ying, who was wearing a pure white dress, swayed her graceful figure as she slowly walked towards the empty space.
She had a cold expression and delicate facial features. Her fine black hair hung down her back and a white silk scarf accentuated her slender waist. She was indeed a rare beauty.
Because of her arrival, the male mentors were somewhat envious. Some of them swallowed their saliva softly, but they still knew their limits.
However, she still had some self-awareness. Not to mention the fact that she was the Marshal's granddaughter, her innate attribute was even more so. Ever since she was young, she had always been the strongest among her peers. There had never been anyone who could surpass her!
Whether it was because of her attribute or her personality, the frost on her face had never melted. That unapproachable expression made people not dare to confess to her.
Swoosh!Swoosh!Swoosh!
With a few soft sounds, a few old figures appeared in the void.
"Hiss … even the elders have all come out."
"It seems that this challenge has attracted the attention of the higher-ups of the academy."
Someone exclaimed. Looking at the figures floating in the void, the eyes of the students were filled with passion.
Flying in the void was the symbol of an expert. It was also everyone's dream!
"Eh, that kid is not here yet."
Standing in the sky, Jiao Nan glanced at the crowd and said softly.
"Yes, let's wait."
Jiao Mu nodded, his brows slightly furrowed.
"Hehe, Jianmu, you must remember the bet."
Obviously, Jiao Nan was still thinking about the martial crystal that Jiao Mu Wang had taken.
"Hmph, it's still not certain who will win!"
Hearing that, Jiao Mu snorted and rolled his eyes.
"Jianmu, what are you talking about?"
The other four elders had sharp ears. When they heard the word 'gamble', they all came over with great interest.
"Hehe, I'll bet three Martial Crystals with Jianmu. Yun Ying will win."
Jian Nan chuckled, feeling very pleased with himself.
"No way!Jianmu, aren't you gifting Martial Crystals to Jiannan? "
An elder asked in surprise.
"What do you mean by 'give'?"
Jian Nan said with a strange tone, "Jian Mu believes that brat can defeat Yun Ying!"
Hearing his words, the corner of Jianmu's mouth twitched. Seeing that Feng Hao had not arrived yet, he became more and more uncertain.
"Jianmu, is this true?"
The other elders were also interested in it.
"Yes."
Jianmu nodded his head and responded snappily.
"If that's the case, we'll also join in!"
"I'll bet two Martial Crystals on Yun Ying!"
"Three!"
"I'll bet three too!"
"I'll bet two too!"
The elders joined in one after another, causing Jianmu's face to turn green. However, he could not find a reason to decline. Over ten Martial Crystals, that was all he had accumulated over the past few decades. If he lost, he would become a pauper.
"What?Say something, Jianmu. "
Jiannan picked a topic with ill intentions.
"I'll accept!"
Jianmu's face darkened as he spat out two words through gritted teeth.
"Hehe, that's right."
The elders looked at each other and smiled, all of them were delighted.
An hour passed, but Feng Hao still did not appear. From time to time, there would be some noise coming from the crowd. Everyone was discussing why Feng Hao had not arrived yet.
"I say, could that brat be afraid?"
"It's definitely possible!"
"That's true. A Martial Master challenging a Martial Spirit is a joke in itself."
Three people in a group, two in a group, all of them were discussing like this.
"Look, Wan Xin is over there."
A sharp-eyed person spotted Wan Xin standing on a high ground behind the crowd. At this moment, the young girl was also looking around anxiously.
"Wan Xin is here. He should be here too, right?"
"That's hard to say."
In the past few days, Feng Hao had been holding hands with Wan Xin, causing them to be extremely envious. Therefore, these students more or less had a common enemy and were jealous of Feng Hao. They could not wait for him to be beaten up by Yun Ying today.
Although everyone expressed their doubts, no one left because of this.
Two hours passed. The scorching sun slowly rose into the sky, spreading a warm aura between heaven and earth.
"It's been so long, why isn't that brat here yet?"
At this moment, Jiao Mu could no longer remain calm. His eyes would look into the distance from time to time, but every path was empty. There was not a single person in sight.
"Hehe, Jiao Mu, if that brat doesn't dare to come, then it's still Yun Ying's victory. You can't be slippery about this!"
"Right!"
"That's right!"
Jiao Nan's words immediately gained the support of the other elders.
"Hmph!"
Jiao Mu snorted and turned his head away. What the eye doesn't see, the heart doesn't grieve over. However, he was pondering in his heart. "Could it be that he's still in the Cultivation Tower?He should be making a breakthrough, right? "
Jiao Mu had seen Feng Hao risking his life, so he directly ignored those who said that Feng Hao had stage fright.
"One and a half months to break through from Intermediate Martial Master to Martial Grandmaster. This …"
His brows were tightly knitted together.
This was simply illogical!
As time passed, due to Feng Hao's tardiness, the crowd became even noisier. There were a few hundred people here, and each person said a word, causing the place to become noisy.
"Brother Hao, why isn't he here yet?"
Wan Xin's face was filled with worry as she stood there. Her hands were tightly clasped together and beads of sweat had appeared on her palms and forehead. She tiptoed as she looked into the distance, only to be disappointed again and again.
Even though the scene had become like this, Yun Ying still stood there motionlessly. Her expression was not the slightest bit anxious, because she knew that this young man would definitely come!
He was not mediocre. Indeed!
But what about Feng Hao?He was still making the final breakthrough!
"Sizzle …"
Streaks of silver-white electric arcs circled around, producing a series of terrifying sizzling sounds. This was a small room in the fifth row of the Black Tower. Feng Hao sat cross-legged there, his body slightly trembling, but his eyes were tightly closed.
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