rs from Gen Nightglow's class who had participated in the last confrontation tournament also gathered around her. 。However, besides the first and second-year students, there were no higher-year stude...Lan Buzi stood beside the competition stage, her face grim. She didn't go to the rest room today; she didn't want to see that person at all, let alone talk to him. 。For some reason, she, who was always very well-mannered, would lose control of her temper whenever she faced that person. 。

Lan Buzi cursed someone viciously in his heart.

"Achoo!" In the resting area, Tang Wulin sneezed and rubbed his nose helplessly, looking out. 。This is someone cursing themselves! When one's spiritual cultivation reaches a certain level, they will have a sort of subconscious awareness of things related to themselves. 。The Thousand-Year Terrace Pavilion was sitting on a sofa across from him, much farther away, with his eyes closed in meditation. 。oken one of its sickles, greatly diminishing its power. 。It can only be a swift beating of the wings behind, transforming into a ray of light trying to escape far away. 。"Buzz!" The strings vibrated...