I know it in my heart. When I met the daughter of the hot spring hall in my childhood, I took her sentence "I'll see you in Jinwuyuan" as a vow to meet again, but it was actually just my own wishful thinking. In the past thirteen years, even with the blessing of that unknown power, being able to ascend to Jinwu Island as a student has made him do his best. Previously, he didn't really care if he could graduate from Jinwu Academy, he just hoped that seeing Cheng Jiao again, getting acquainted with her, and spending some time together on campus could be regarded as a dream come true. Now, Cheng Jiao's name is signed on the horseskin that opened the trial, which means that she doesn't have to participate in any teaching activities at all, which means that there will be no intersection between Cheng Jiao and Yixin at all, and any drama like acquaintance and recognition is just an illusion in his mind!

Even if there is no such thing as a trial, what if I can get acquainted with her? In the end, everything is not in vain?

Single-mindedly self-deprecatingly thinking.

Isn't what happened today a good time to accept your ordinary fate? I should have stayed away! Father was right, Kinwuin is not the place for people like me to come in the first place! He, like me, never thought of asking the Blue Ocean family to become a temple official. Now go back and explain the situation to his father, and offer him that he is willing to inherit the fleet of the Blue Sea family, and he will definitely accept it with satisfaction. This is the clear path that the gods have shown me.

After carefully analyzing the situation, Yixin Blue Ocean should have gone to catch up with his father who had just left the island. But he still couldn't move, his eyes fixed on Cheng Jiao's name as if they were firmly nailed.

Moments ago, Ichishin, who had been hiding near the wing-booth, watched an unexpected fight. The sudden outbreak of offensive and defensive pursuit between the two girls was so fast that it burned his eyes like a set of flowing flashes! The end of the fight was as abrupt as its beginning, and the image of the black-haired girl standing still was deeply fixed in his mind, and the short shoulder-length hair opened into a black wheel in the air as she turned, and then spun and fell one by one, and it was a beautiful sight.

I can still know her, as long as I write my name in blood on this horse skin in front of me!

The absurd idea had just come to an end, and he immediately rejected it.

First of all, not everyone can sign their name on this horseskin. If you want to join the trial, you must get the approval of the trial initiator, which means that you must agree to the Hades King Hikari Sharokari himself. Yixin's martial arts are quite good in that small place in Xinggang, which is mainly due to the sense of oppression given by his tall figure. His weapon, a pair of sailor axes, which would be difficult for a normal person to pick up, had the same effect. But after watching that short but intense fight, it became clear to him that his level of attack was almost ineffective against a master of speed, strength, and skill like Saro Hunt and Cheng Jiao. Therefore, he did not believe that Sharo Hunt would see him as a partner who could be entrusted with life and death and invited him to join the trial.

Secondly, even if he couldn't muster enough manpower, Saro Hunting had to lower the bar and allow Yixin to join, and with his level, it would be impossible to even make it to the beginning of the trial. At this moment, the Golden Crow Courtyard has entered a state of trial preparation, which means that before the first trial begins, everyone in the Golden Crow Courtyard can carry a knife, and can challenge the members of the "Foursome" anytime and anywhere, without reason or responsibility for the result. There is no need for a reason, but the defeat of the trial student is a very good reason in itself, and those who do it will regard it as a proud honor in their life. From past experience, the number and quality of challengers are very high, and there are many trialists who are killed before the trial begins. However, judging by the heart, the situation of this trial may be different. He noticed that just now on the wing-spreading platform, the head of the Dyeing Academy seemed to unintentionally reveal the identity of Sha Luozhen, "the daughter of the Hades King Long Ran Military Commander", which was almost equivalent to exerting a layer of protection on her. Many students would be afraid to challenge her because of their fear of her prestigious status. The same applies to the only daughter of the Lord of the Hot Spring Palace, Cheng Jiao Skeleton. However, such as the son of a shipmer, a trial student of ordinary origin and a lowly surname could not enjoy this privilege. Of course, the two distinguished companions in the same group will definitely provide protection, but even that is not of much significance, because in the harsh trials that follow, it is impossible for anyone to count on the protection of others to survive. Single-mindedness will die, and the daughters of the witches of the town hall may not be able to survive, after all, Wind Blade is a lesson from the past!

Place your palms facing each other and rub them gently in front of your face. The ginger leaf that the girl named Sha Ting had used to refresh him had been holding in the palm of his left hand, and now it had been kneaded into a sticky juice that gave off a bitter cool smell.

Although the taste is different and there is no pain, the touch when you cut the palm of your hand and let the blood flow out must be the same......

I thought of the scene I had just seen hiding under the wings: the black-haired girl stared at the horse skin with blood written on it for a while and then turned to leave. After taking a few steps, he quickly returned, bent down and drew a silver dagger from the shaft of his boot, took it into his left hand, and then jerked it out. The swift but powerful movements gasped in shock.

It's just a few words, is it necessary to cut yourself so deeply? Could that palm be someone else's?

Then, he watched as Cheng Jiao dipped his right hand into the blood in the palm of his left hand, and wrote his single name on the horseskin under the name of Hades, Light Sharo. At that time, she was obviously buried in the shadow formed by the wall of the winged platform, but Yixin felt as if she was illuminated by the sun or firelight, and her actions and demeanor exuded a sense of ritual that made the viewer awe-inspired.

That fluffy, little girl who screamed a headache like a small lump of flesh has become such a dazzling and powerful existence! Yixin sighed to himself. The fact that this kind of person can meet me once is already the favor of the gods. Not to mention gritting my teeth to chase after me, or risking my life, that's not someone I can walk side by side!

The juice of the ginger leaves flowed down from the gap in the palm, leaving a cool green mark on the fleshy forearm. He let out a long sigh and shook his hands. As soon as my body moved, I felt as if a small hand was scratching in my stomach, and it hurt one by one. Only then did I realize that it was already past lunchtime. He never missed lunchtime. Of course, you won't miss breakfast, dinner, and supper.

Forgetting to eat was the first time for me. Skipping meals because you're sad won't help your dreams are broken. On the contrary, only food can fill the hole in the heart. Anyway, let's go to the dining room to find something to eat. Then think about the excuse for making a withdrawal request.

Dragging his huge body, he left the wing platform dejectedly.