The next day arrived.
A streak of pale white appeared along the blue eastern horizon. As dawn broke, many people had already risen early to prepare.
Today marked the start of the Holy Temple Grand Competition, held once every ten years.
The Holy City bustled with activity. Many middle-aged and young men had already gone to claim spots, because anyone who arrived late would have nowhere to watch today's matches. Although there were magic crystal screens, space was limited.
After all, it was not just the people of the Holy City. People from the Six Great Temples-or rather, people from throughout the Alliance-would come to watch.
Inside the hotel, Bai Xiaoxiao and Yang Tian watched the crowds coming and going through a window. Bai Xiaoxiao smiled and said, "Commander, it's lively so early in the morning."
No matter what he became, he remained just as attractive. Even with one arm missing, that face covered in stubble was exactly her type, wasn't it?
She would not accept Li Ang because he was not her type.
Perhaps Yang Tian had known this long ago. But Bai Xiaoxiao was Li Ang's type, and having someone to like was already good enough.
"Mm." Yang Tian nodded, calmly replying with a single word and saying nothing more.
They watched for a long while.
Yang Tian went back inside and said, "It's about to begin."
His voice reached his teammates' rooms.
Although it was very soft, Bai Xiaoxiao and the others had no idea how Yang Tian had managed it. His methods bordered on the divine. They truly were miraculous.
There was also Yang Tian's ability to turn into air. Even with four hundred thousand spiritual power, Bai Xiaoxiao still could not reach that level. However, she should still have been able to conceal her presence