On the eve of the finals of the three-house competition, the entire Ziwei Palace suddenly fell into an atmosphere of panic and tension.

When they woke up early the next morning, several members of the Xiaoyao team were heading to Taiyi Square to prepare for the final finals.

But I found that Ziwei Palace was full of people patrolling.

These people were wearing clothes from major aristocratic families, each of them had advanced cultivation, and they were exploring every place with solemn expressions.

"What's going on?" Luoyu yawned, "Why are there suddenly so many people?"

Someone on the side immediately explained to them enthusiastically, "I heard that young masters from several famous families were kidnapped from Chenxi College. Those thieves actually escaped into our Star College and are now hunting people everywhere!"

Muyan was stunned for a moment, with a hint of sadness flashing across her eyes. She could understand that several major families would engage in such a big battle. If she could find her little treasure, she could also pull off a big battle no matter how big it was.

Although the atmosphere in Star Academy was tense because of the arrest of the thief, the finals of the three-academy competition still had to take place.

The stands were still crowded with people, and all the cultivators looked excited and unaffected by the tense momentum.

When the hostess stood on the stage and announced the start of the finals, there was a roar like a tsunami.

Some people are calling the Xingchen Xiaoyao Team, and some are calling the Fengtian Kings Team.

Voices calling "Jun Muyan" and "Lu Jinhang" also kept coming and going.

The two teams stood together under the playing field and looked at each other.

Lu Jinhang gently cupped his hands towards Muyan and said with a carefree smile: "Although we are not as strong as you, many people may also think that your Xiaoyao team must be the winner of the championship. But no matter what, we, the Kings team, will go all out.

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Muyan glanced at Qin Yizhou, then turned her eyes back to Lu Jinhang, "We will do our best for each other."

Only in this way can we show the greatest respect to our opponents.

The host female cultivator shouted: "Please invite the Fengtian Kings team to come on stage."

Lu Jinhang and others jumped onto the high platform one after another. Everyone's figure was light and elegant, which immediately triggered a burst of warm applause.

"Next, we invite the Xingchen Xiaoyao team to come on stage."

There was thunderous applause once again in the stands, and Muyan and the others were about to go up.

Suddenly, from high in the stands, there was a cold shout, "Wait!"

This shout contained full inner strength, shocked people's heart, and echoed in the ears of thousands of people in the stands.

The scene suddenly became quiet, and everyone looked up to higher places.

In that small house that represented nobility and specialness, Lan Huahong's figure slowly walked out.

He was condescending and glanced at the crowded crowd in the stands with a bit of contempt. Finally, his eyes fell on Muyan and said in a deep voice: "Come here, arrest that thief!"

His hand pointed in 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 towards Muyan.

The faces of everyone in Xiaoyao Team changed greatly, and they all wanted to raise their swords to resist.

But this happened so suddenly that they had no time to react.

There was a loud bang, a dazzling white light erupted from below the playing field, and air waves rolled up.

There is still the faint sound of piano echoing in the air.

The Nascent Soul cultivator rolled in the air and landed on the ground, looking at the girl not far away with a solemn and horrified expression.
Chapter completed!