"Count, count!"

The middle-aged referee nodded vigorously, his mouth open enough to swallow an egg.

The early morning sun, through the woods on the side of the road, sprinkled on Yuehua, as if he was draped in a golden gauze, Yuehua smiled faintly, held a black gauze in his hand, handed it to the middle-aged referee, and said: "I have a little holiday with Feng Jing'er, Deng Xiaochang, Zhang Chen and others, before the competition ends, I don't want to show up, you mark this gauze, I will wear this gauze to the game, can you?" ”

The cool morning breeze blew across the face of the middle-aged referee, pulling him back from his shocked state, he thought for a moment, drew a special symbol on the black gauze, and added: "This symbol represents the qualification to participate in the Ascension Competition, you can rest assured to participate in the Ascension Competition!" ”

Bowing slightly, taking the black gauze of the middle-aged referee with both hands, Yuehua returned a smile full of gratitude. Putting the layer of black gauze on her face, Yuehua rushed to the central main square.

When I came to the main square, the endless stream of people blocked the entrance to the square, and every small step became extremely difficult.

Yuehua's eyes swept around and saw a well-guarded passage. It was written that it was only for the contestants to pass, and when he walked towards this passage, the guards on both sides intercepted him, Yuehua turned his face slightly, and his spiritual power flowed out, landing on the sign made by the middle-aged referee with black gauze, making the mark clearly displayed in the eyes of the guards.

The guards on both sides were slightly stunned for a moment, then made way and let Yuehua enter.

Fortunately, the spirits participating in the Ascension Contest have a special passage, otherwise the contest would have ended long ago after passing through these streams. Yuehua sighed secretly. Walk through a long, pitch-black passage and walk out of the hole at the end of the sight.

At the moment of exiting the cave, all kinds of incomparably noisy sounds suddenly appeared in my ears. made Yuehua, who was still in an extremely quiet environment just now, dizzy. After a long while, he gradually came back to his senses. Looking up at the almost dense crowd around the square, I couldn't help but look at each other and smile bitterly.

Walk slowly up to the bottom of the square. Finally, I sat down in a seat and sat down with a sigh of relief.

Several spirit people sitting next to him saw Yuehua sitting alone, wearing gauze, and curiously came over to chat with him. Yuehua whispered to him.

Suddenly, the square resounded with exhilarating shouts.

Yuehua stopped talking, and turned her gaze to a special passage in the square.

I saw Feng Jing'er, Deng Xiaochang, and Zhang Chen being surrounded by a group of people like stars holding the moon, walking towards this side. The smiles on their faces are always bright, their heads are slightly raised, the corners of their mouths are raised, and their eyes reveal a look of superiority, and with every step, they will stop to scan the dense crowd and listen to the cheers in their ears with enjoyment.

The Five Tigers of the Primary Spiritual Academy, the future pillars of the Lingwang Academy, the Xuemen, Chongmen, and Xiaomen, the successors of the three major forces of the Lingwang Academy, have been crowned with honors on them one after another, making them naturally think that they are already above the other spirits of the Primary Spiritual Academy.

Soon after Feng Jing'er and the others entered the scene, a slightly lonely figure also walked in slowly. He was neither tall nor short, with a good face, a medium complexion, a round and smooth face, a low nose bridge, slightly fat, and dark eyes, but not big.

When he entered, there were a lot of eyes on him. But he walked quietly, with a calm face, his lips slightly pursed, as if walking in a man's world.

Yuehua's eyes also glanced at this young man a few more times, the spiritual power fluctuations faintly flowing out of his body were no worse than Feng Jing'er and the others, if there was no mistake in judgment, he should be the one he hadn't seen among the five tigers of the primary spiritual academy.

It's just that looking at his expression, it seems that he doesn't have a good relationship with Feng Jing'er and others.

The boy walked up to the contestant seat, swept around, and sat down on an empty seat beside Yuehua. The sun shone down from above him and fell on the left half of his face, making his kind face look softer. His eyes flickered for a moment, his body leaned slightly, and he showed a friendly smile to Yuehua, his lips cracked slightly, and said: "The spiritual power is real but not scattered, the spiritual power is weak but not fake, brother Tai is good at cultivating!" ”

A gust of wind blew, raising the layer of gauze that Yuehua wore on her face, revealing her lower lip with a slight tremor. Yuehua's eyes fell on the young man, smiled indifferently, and replied: "The state of mind is like stopping water, seeking tranquility in the middle of trouble, and the brother is in a good realm." ”

"Haha......"

The boy and Yuehua looked at each other and smiled.

"In the next week, I don't know what Brother Tai will call?" Zhou Bo's dark eyes floated past the conspicuous competition logo on the moonlight gauze, and his hands rhythmically tapped the armrests of the chair, looking a little thoughtful.

"Yuehua!"

The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, revealing an indifferent smile, and Yuehua replied in a low voice.

Hearing the name Yuehua, Zhou Bo was stunned, rhythmically knocked on the chair's hands, stopped instantly, his dark eyes suddenly contracted, and his slightly thoughtful expression immediately stiffened.

After a long time, he slowly breathed a sigh of relief, glanced at Yuehua meaningfully, and said in a slightly trembling voice: "Brother Tai's black gauze is really exquisite, if Feng Jing'er and the others see it, they will definitely be surprised." ”

"Hahaha......"

Yuehua squinted her eyes slightly, laughed heartily, rubbed the smooth corner of the chair with her hands, glanced at Zhou Bo with interest, and said, "One of the five tigers of the Junior Spirit Academy, Zhou Bo, you and Feng Jing'er seem to be different. ”

"Really?"

Zhou Bo's dark eyes, when Yuehua mentioned Feng Jing'er and them, suddenly flashed a cold light that penetrated deep into the bone marrow, his lips pursed, his hands involuntarily clenched, and his body sitting on the chair trembled slightly.

Seeing Zhou Bo's subtle movements in his eyes, Yuehua felt that he had a hatred for Feng Jing'er and the others hidden in him, and this hatred was extremely similar to himself.

This ascension contest seems to be even more interesting than I imagined. The corners of Yuehua's mouth rose slightly, and she smiled faintly.

In the blue sky, when the sun rises high, the crisp chir of the bell finally rings in the square. The noisy square was only a little quieter, and countless eyes followed the bell and looked at the extremely wide square.

The number of people in the stands around the square finally squeezed to the point of almost bursting, the black pressed heads, at a glance, there is no end in sight, and the noisy voices converge together and go straight to the sky.

In the center of the square, where all the eyes of the audience gathered, the middle-aged referee slowly stood up, looked around, raised his hand slowly, and his majestic voice, like thunder, hovered out in the middle of the square: "A month ago, in the selection of the Ascension Competition, fifty outstanding spirits stood out and obtained the qualification to participate in the Ascension Competition. On behalf of the Spirit King, I would like to congratulate these future pillars. ”