By the time Ruan Yanqing received the message, it was already past midnight.
[A trace of life remains a hundred miles east of Zhantian City.]
Ruan Yanqing handed the message to Jiang Wuyuan, and then sighed slightly as she watched the young man stand up in an instant.
"Xiangzhi, I apologize for not being a good host today." Ruan Yanqing looked at Fu Xiangzhi, who had also stood up. "Are you coming along too?"
Fu Xiangzhi nodded: "Uncle Ruan, there's no need to be so polite, this is also my job."
"Okay, thank you for your hard work." Ruan Yanqing smiled and quickly followed Jiang Wuyuan, who had already walked out the door.
The eastern part of Zhantian City is a wilderness.
The trees are lush, and the place is quiet and serene.
When Jiang Wuyuan arrived on his sword, he saw the people Ruan Yanqing had arranged standing there waiting.
"Did you bring the memory ball?" Ruan Yanqing glanced at the person dressed in light blue.
"I brought it." Qingtan bowed slightly and handed over a prop.
Looking into Jiang Wuyuan's eyes, Ruan Yanqing explained, "This item can display images from a previous period of time by following the aura."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Wuyuan's eyes lit up slightly, and he stared intently at Ruan Yanqing as she used the Memory Ball.
In an instant, a light curtain twisted and took shape, revealing what had happened here.
After watching the recording, everyone present fell silent.
Jiang Wuyuan's eyes were slightly red. He stared intently at the red-haired boy in the scene who ultimately chose to leave with Pei Feng. He opened his mouth, but could not utter a word.
If he had told Huo Ling the truth sooner, would Huo Ling have been prevented from being deceived by that holy son?
That photographic stone was clearly fabricated by that holy son from who-knows-where.
And that guy Huo Ling actually believed it!
Most importantly, he has been blocked by his friends on the bracelet, so he has no chance to explain to Huo Ling.
Ruan Yanqing raised her hand and patted Jiang Wuyuan on the back: "Don't worry, Xiaoyuan. As long as Huo Ling is still useful to them, he won't be in any danger."
The thought that Huo Ling might be ravaged by the Gu poison made Jiang Wuyuan's eyes flash with murderous intent.
As expected, the Night Owl organization...
He will destroy them sooner or later!
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After that night, Jiang Wuyuan finally had a period of normal rest.
Ruan Kongyin only learned about that matter in the last two days.
Although he hasn't joined the military yet due to his status, he knows a lot about the world.
Even though she knew, Ruan Kongyin never mentioned it to Jiang Wuyuan.
Firstly, he was unwilling to reopen old wounds; secondly, he didn't know how to comfort him.
"Xiao Yuan, there are two things I need to tell you."
As soon as Jiang Wuyuan stepped out of the Burning Blood Tower, he encountered Ruan Kongyin walking towards him.
Jiang Wuyuan's strength has not increased rapidly recently because he improved too much under Feng Zhang's guidance, but he has still managed to reach the threshold of Martial King.
"Your aura has increased again, not bad," Ruan Kongyin praised.
Jiang Wuyuan nodded to him: "Senior, what's the matter?"
Although they were already quite close, Jiang Wuyuan still preferred to call Ruan Kongyin "senior."
"Let's talk as we walk," Ruan Kongyin said as she walked alongside Jiang Wuyuan. "First, let's talk about the national competition you were interested in before. The competition plans vary every year, and are decided on the spot by the presidents of each university."
This year's competition events are also quite interesting.
"I would like to hear the details."
"This competition is divided into three rounds. The first round is a free-for-all. As usual, I won't go into details."
The biggest changes were mainly in the last two rounds.
The second round is a speed and endurance test. All participants enter the lava realm and must reach a designated location within a specified time, during which time they will be attacked by high-level magical beasts.
As for the specific rules of the third round, I'm not entirely sure. But judging from my uncle's mysterious demeanor, they must have come up with some new and ingenious idea.
Jiang Wuyuan smiled slightly, a hint of anticipation in his eyes.
"What is that magma secret realm?"
"A secret realm created specifically for the national competition. This is not difficult for a saint to achieve."
That really takes a lot of time and effort.
Ruan Kongyin smiled and said, "I don't think those seniors would find it troublesome."
You know what? I feel like the older generation has a strange quirk, like watching us younger folks make fools of ourselves, and then they'll go to great lengths to remedy that.
Jiang Wuyuan's lips twitched, and he fell silent as he thought of Nian Qingfeng's occasional teasing.
“That’s why they take these national competitions very seriously.” Seeing Jiang Wuyuan’s expression, Ruan Kongyin shrugged. “However, this is also a way for them to discover talent.”
In short, these projects weren't set up just to tease them.
"Will you participate this time?" Jiang Wuyuan asked.
"Yes." Ruan Kongyin smiled. "Although you are a year younger than me, your strength has probably already surpassed mine. If we meet on the field, don't hold back."
Jiang Wuyuan responded seriously.
Off the field, they are friends; on the field, they are rivals.
Regardless of whether they had a personal relationship or not, he would never treat a competition as a game.
That would not only be disrespectful to the opponent, but also an insult to oneself.
"You're always so rational," Ruan Kongyin said with a light laugh.
However, her occasional display of a sensitive side always softens people's hearts.
Jiang Wuyuan remained noncommittal and changed the subject: "What about the Wood Spirit Demon Clan that I mentioned to you before?"
Jiang Wuyuan kept this matter in mind.
He was willing to help when his friend's elders suffered.
When this matter was mentioned, Ruan Kongyin looked disappointed, even though there hadn't been any good results yet: "We haven't found any clues yet, but I've already told my cousin, and I'm sure the Ruan family knows by now. Their resources are much greater than mine, and having more people searching together always increases our chances."
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