On the stone bench in the Bai Yu Pavilion, Mo Bai quietly flipped through the books in his hands, closing his eyes from time to time, thinking about the truth, and his understanding of the way of the sword also deepened.
There seemed to be a trace of sword intent surging on his body, and a sword light appeared in his eyes.
In his body, the spiritual power seemed to have been tempered after Mo Bai understood some sword techniques, becoming stronger and more concentrated, and there was also a vague sense of sword surging.
After reading a paragraph, Mo Bai slowly closed his eyes, and paragraphs of text appeared in his mind. He carefully understood and comprehended them.
"It's so busy outside, why are you still in the mood to read here?"
Suddenly a voice came from my ears. This voice was very familiar, and even the air was filled with that familiar fragrance.
Mo Bai opened his eyes and turned his head, looking at Su Fei who was walking towards him thinking about him. The latter was dressed in plain clothes, which was different from what she usually wore. She thought she was taking this opportunity to have a good rest and have some fun.
"What else can I do now besides reading? Just sit in a daze? I'm under a lot of pressure and have a lot to think about. Learning the art of swordsmanship is the only way I can calm down at the moment." Mo Bai sighed.
Su Fei walked to Mo Bai and sat down slowly. She looked at him with a pair of watery eyes and said, "The game is over. Don't you care about the result?"
"Is it important who loses and who wins? As long as I can move up the rankings, I don't have to think about anything else. I have too many things to think about and I don't want to worry about other things anymore."
Mo Bai closed the book, slowly closed his eyes, and said in a deep voice: "If I guessed correctly, Gao Yanfang should have lost this competition!"
As soon as these words came out, a trace of surprise flashed across Su Fei's face, and she looked straight at Mo Bai. He was just reading here quietly, and he could have guessed the result.
"Can you guess this?" Su Fei asked in surprise. She had been accompanying Mo Bai in the yard. She had just gotten this news, but Mo Bai had been reading here, so he didn't expect to know.
Could it be that he heard it? But his cultivation level is not enough to have this ability.
Mo Bai chuckled lightly and said: "It's not difficult to guess. According to my observations during this period, with the strength Yichen has shown, it is unlikely that Gao Yanfang can defeat him."
In fact, he knew it was just a guess, but he didn't expect that he actually got it right. Seeing Gao Yanfang's worried look a few days ago, he knew that Gao Yanfang actually didn't have much hope of winning.
In addition, he had observed during this period that Yichen's strength was indeed surprisingly strong, which made him even more certain of the gap between the two.
Su Fei paused, her face full of doubts, and said: "The next round of competition will begin in two days. Don't you want to know how to deal with it? That Yichen's strength is not low."
Mo Bai looked at her, with the corners of his mouth raised slightly, revealing a smile. There was a hint of bitterness and weakness in his smile.
"It's not that I haven't thought about it, it's just that the more I think about it, the more confused my thoughts become. Instead of doing this, it's better to calm down and learn some swordsmanship."
There was fatigue in his voice. It may be that after arriving in Baishi City, he became a little lazy. In addition, he was worried about the Anton Army protecting the mansion, and he couldn't focus on many things.
When Su Fei heard this, she became silent. She knew that Mo Bai didn't have much confidence in being able to defeat Yichen, so it was natural to do so. Even if he practiced, he wouldn't be able to improve much in a short period of time.
"You care about me so much, have you forgotten about yourself? During this period, I think you are all lazy and don't improve your cultivation. Why do you just know how to play." Mo Bai looked at Su Fei and said angrily.
When Mo Bai said this, Su Fei was a little unconvinced, but she didn't know how to respond to Mo Bai's words, because she was really lazy.
So I held it back for a while before I came up with an excuse and said, "Isn't it because you've been under a lot of pressure lately? I want to help you share some of your burdens. Who would have thought that I wouldn't be able to help with anything."
"What about the others? Shang Yu and the others have spent much less time practicing recently." Mo Bai said calmly.
Su Fei lowered her head slightly, with a trace of grievance on her face. This was indeed her fault. After all, Mo Bai had his own things to do, and it was impossible to take care of so many people, so she was responsible for supervising their cultivation.
It was true that she didn't do it well this time, but she did it for Mo Bai.
Mo Bai slowly put his hand on Su Fei's shoulder, looked directly at the latter, and said: "If you really want to share some of the pressure for me, then practice hard and improve your cultivation."
"If the Anton Army Guards House is really dead, I hope you will be the strongest force for my comeback, okay?"
His voice was neither fast nor slow, and his words revealed a kind of sustenance.
Su Fei looked at Mo Bai with a pair of watery eyes, a little dumbfounded. It could be seen from Mo Bai's eyes that this was his sincere words.
She pursed her lips lightly and said, "Well, I will practice hard."
Mo Bai showed a smile. This smile was sincere and valuable. How much do you need to trust someone to show such a smile?
Night, in a dark-white room.
At this time, Mo Bai was sitting by the window. He opened the last page of the book, closed it after comprehending it, and put it on the table. He looked up at the sky and took a deep breath.
The moon is not round, it seems that there are dark clouds covering it, blocking most of the moon's light, and it is not as bright as before.
The sky was pitch black, and no shining stars could be seen. It seemed to be covered by a piece of black cloth, leaving only the moon that had lost its silver brilliance.
"The moon is dark and the wind is high." Mo Bai muttered.
"There's nothing to appreciate here."
Nuo Xi walked slowly from behind Mo Bai and put the quilt in his hand on the table in front of Mo Bai. The charming aroma of light smoke filled the air.
"It's getting late. Drink this cup of blood ginseng tea and then rest early. There will be a competition in two days."
Nuo Xi sat next to Mo Bai and continued: "You can just focus on the game with peace of mind these two days. No matter you win or lose, as long as you try your best, you don't have to worry too much about other things."
"Um!"
Mo Bai took the cup and took a sip. The tea entered his stomach and turned into a stream of clear water, nourishing his meridians. An extremely pure spiritual power was immediately absorbed by the inner elixir.
He exhaled a very comfortable breath, feeling that the meridians in his body were much smoother, and the fatigue of the past few days was relieved a lot.
But suddenly he seemed to think of something and asked: "Where did this blood ginseng come from?"
Blood ginseng is not cheap. It can not only replenish spiritual power, but also replenish blood. It has a certain healing effect and is also very beneficial to his cultivation. From his feeling, the quality is not low.
So he was very curious about where this blood ginseng came from. If he had to spend money to buy it, it would not be worth it.
"Of course I gave you this!" A sweet voice came from behind Mo Bai.
Mo Bai turned around and saw Wen Qian standing at the door of his room with her hands on her hips, looking at him with a smile.
She walked up behind Mo Bai and said, "In order to prevent you from suffocating your body, Nuo Xi asked me to borrow some blood ginseng. I saw that you are quite dull these days, so I gave it to her."
The quality of that piece of blood ginseng was very good, but she had done a lot of tasks and earned it with achievement points, so she was not willing to use it, and she usually didn't let anyone touch it.
But looking at Mo Bai's look, she had no choice but to bear the pain and give up her love. It was only a small piece anyway, not to mention that she also admired these two people very much, especially Nuo Xi.
"The kindness of a drop of water will be repaid by a spring of water. When I get the reward after the competition, I will definitely repay it well."
Mo Bai cupped his fists and saluted. Although it was unnecessary, since Wen Qian had already done so, he had no choice but to repay her later.
"No need, I admire those loyal and righteous people the most, so just treat it like I'm giving it to you. Anyway, it's just a small piece." Wen Qian said with a chuckle.
It's just a small piece, but the effect is much better than a whole ginseng, but it's just a little bit annoying.
"Then thank you sister Wen Qian." Mo Bai said, not saying anything more. After all, Wen Qian said so, he couldn't refuse anymore, and blood ginseng is so valuable, even a small piece, the price is
Not low.
He looked at Wen Qian. The latter made a very good impression on her. She was very good in appearance and qualifications, and she was also a good person. This made him want to win over her.
"It's a pity. If Elder Yanfeng hadn't said it first, I would have tried every means to win her over." Mo Bai thought to himself.
If he can win her over, she will be his right-hand man.
Wen Qian crossed her arms, walked forward slowly, and said, "I have met many people in the Holy Sakura Academy for so many years, but there has never been anyone who can display his swordsmanship to such an extent as you."
"Then Yichen's swordsmanship isn't bad either, but it's a pity that compared to you, it's still a little behind."
"Are you praising me? Even if his swordsmanship is worse than mine, it's not that easy to defeat him." Mo Bai chuckled.
He knew the difference between Yichen's swordsmanship and his. The difference was in actual combat, life-and-death duels, and constant training on the edge of death. This was what Yichen lacked.
But Yichen's cultivation level is higher than his, and his swordsmanship is not much lower than his, so it may not be that easy to defeat him.
"Even if it's not easy, at least I know you won't give up, right?" Wen Qian said, walking to Mo Bai's side and looking at the scenery outside the window.
"That's because I can't give up." Mo Bai said solemnly.
While several people were talking, a guard from Holy Cherry College came in, clasped his fists in front of Wen Qian and said respectfully: "Captain, there are some guards outside who brought some late-night snacks. They said this is
The dean specially prepared it for Mo Bai, so that Mo Bai can take good care of his body and prepare for the next competition."
Mo Bai and Nuo Xi looked at the guard and were stunned when they heard the guard's words. It was almost time to go to bed, and they even brought midnight snacks.
"Huh?" Wen Qian frowned slightly and looked at the guard. (To be continued)