On the eve of the finals of the three-academy competition, the entire Ziwei Palace suddenly fell into a tense and tense atmosphere.
Waking up early the next morning, several members of the Xiaoyao team were going to Taiyi Square, preparing to participate in the final final.
But found that Ziwei Palace is full of patrolling people.
These people were dressed in the clothes of the great families, each of them had a high level of cultivation, and they explored every place with a solemn expression.
"What's the matter?" Luo Yu yawned, "Why are there so many people suddenly?"
Immediately, someone enthusiastically explained to them, "I heard that the young masters of several great families were kidnapped from Chenxi Academy, and those thieves have escaped into our Star Academy, and they are now hunting people everywhere!"
Muyan was startled, a trace of sadness flashed across her eyes. She can understand that several big families have made such a big battle. If she can find her little treasure, she can also make a big battle.
Although the atmosphere in the Star Academy was tense due to the arrest of the thief, the finals of the three-academy competition still had to go on.
The stands were still crowded with people, and all the cultivators looked excited, completely unaffected by the tense momentum.
When the host female cultivator stood on the stage and announced the start of the finals, there was a burst of roaring and tsunami-like sound waves at the scene.
Some people are calling the Xingchen Xiaoyao team, while others are calling the Fengtian King team.
The voices of "Jun Muyan" and "Lu Jinhang" also kept coming and going.
The two teams stood together on the field and looked at each other.
Lu Jinhang lightly cupped his hands towards Muyan, and said with a carefree smile: "Although our strength is not as good as yours, many people may also think that the position of the championship belongs to your Xiaoyao team. But no matter what, our Kings team will go all out .”
Muyan glanced at Qin Yizhou, then turned her gaze back to Lu Jinhang, "We will do our best for each other."
Only in this way is the greatest respect for the opponent.
The female cultivator in charge shouted: "Please invite the Fengtian Kings team to play."
Lu Jinhang and the others jumped onto the high platform one after another. Everyone was light and graceful, which elicited a round of warm applause.
"Next, please invite Xingchen Xiaoyao team to play."
There was another thunderous applause in the stands, and Muyan and the others were about to go up.
Suddenly, from the height of the stands, there was a stern voice, "Slow down!"
This shout contained a lot of internal strength, which shook people's hearts and echoed in the ears of thousands of people in the stands.
The scene was suddenly quiet, and everyone looked up to the heights.
Lan Huahong's figure slowly walked out of the little house that represented nobility and specialness.
He was condescending, and with a bit of contempt, he swept across the crowded crowd in the stands, finally his eyes fell on Muyan, and he said in a deep voice: "Come on, let me arrest that thief!"
His hand points to the direction of Muyan.
Almost as soon as he finished speaking, a Nascent Soul cultivator beside Lan Huahong turned into a bolt of lightning and rushed straight towards Muyan.
The faces of the Xiaoyao team changed drastically, and they all wanted to raise their swords to resist.
But it happened so suddenly that they didn't have time to react.
There was a loud bang, and a dazzling white light erupted from the bottom of the arena, causing waves of air to roll.
The sound of the piano echoed faintly in the air.
The Nascent Soul cultivator rolled in the air and landed on the ground, looking solemnly and horrified at the girl not far away.
I saw a halo covering Muyan's whole body, the Tianmoqin was held in her hands at some point, and two of the strings were trembling violently.