And at this moment.
On the arena.
Su Muyu and Fang Ruxue stood opposite each other. Su Muyu wore a fiery red magic robe, with a face like a peach blossom, her long hair draping down, combining charm with purity.
Fang Ruxue, on the other hand, wore a plain white magic robe, with pale blue snowflake patterns embroidered on the hem and cuffs, appearing fresh and elegant.
Her dark hair was pinned up with a white jade hairpin, with a few strands hanging down her cheeks, adding a touch of liveliness.
In her hand, she held an array plate emitting a gentle blue glow, with intricate and delicate patterns like flowing water.
Su Muyu looked at the equally beautiful Fang Ruxue opposite her and suddenly recalled what she had said to Shen Fei before.
She couldn't help but laugh.
Fang Ruxue's expression was grave as she stepped onto the stage, knowing that Shen Fei and Su Muyu had a special tool between them.
Now Su Muyu's level should be higher than hers.
