When Dai Mubai saw Zhu Zhuqing, his heart stirred once more.
It was as if he had seen the moonlight of his dreams.
He wanted to step forward and speak to her, but he did not know what to say.
The gap in strength between them had grown wider and wider, and Dai Mubai's inferiority complex had only deepened.
He was quite a bit older than Zhu Zhuqing, yet her Soul Power Level surpassed his by more than ten levels. That gap made him feel deeply inferior.
As for Zhu Zhuyun behind him, he knew nothing of the situation, and her attitude was completely different from Dai Mubai's.
Especially when she saw that Zhu Zhuqing's figure was even more perfect than her own, jealousy instantly overwhelmed her reason.
"Zhuqing, if I remember correctly, you are not even fourteen yet, are you? Being able to participate in this tournament at your age is already quite impressive. I don't know whether to say you are lucky or strong.
"But if we meet on the arena, you will understand what a real gap is. Father and Mother miss you very much, actually, but they cannot defy the ancestral rules. After the tournament, come back with me, my dear little sister."
Zhu Zhuyun walked over to Zhu Zhuqing. The arrogance in her bones had always made her look down on Zhu Zhuqing.
What she did not know was that Zhu Zhuqing was now qualified enough to be a teacher.
Zhu Zhuqing did not even spare her a glance. "You should worry about yourself."
With that, she walked away without another word.
Ever since she had begun cultivating with Chen Ping'an, these people had become nothing more than ants in her eyes. They were no longer on the same level as her.
She had desperately