"Who are you!" Jingfan stood up and asked loudly. His originally empty and unsightly eyes suddenly regained their light.

A silence...

a long time……

"My name is...Hua...No, I have no name." It seemed that the answer was after hesitation for a long time, but it was still unclear.

Jingfan was silent and finally did not continue to ask. Since others didn't want to say it, forcing her to say it was not a solution.

"Where is this?" Jingfan clenched his fists and asked loudly.

"The illusion created by An Yu Jiuguang is not... to be precise, this world is occupied by me... the world of dry light." The voice is still extremely elegant, ethereal and beautiful.

She frowned, not much wave, and nodded slightly.

"Do I know you?"

The person on the opposite side seemed a little panicked, and a few sounds of things breaking came from that side. After a while, an anxious voice came over, "No, we don't know each other. I'm here to tell you something about this illusion world."

...

‘Don’t give up at any time, and try to do your best.’

‘Try to persevere, don’t be confused, don’t regret it, and recognize your own heart.’

‘You need to understand the mystery of the realm of the selfless state by yourself, but even if you understand it, you can only tie An Yu. The key is your experience. Come on. You must win the championship.’

‘…I’m waiting for you.’

...

The sound echoed in his ears, and Mir Fan didn't understand why she said that.

If she didn't know her, why would she be so panicked, and why would she feel like crying when she heard that person's voice, and that familiar and sad feeling, as if they had known each other a thousand years ago.

‘You must win the championship!’

This sentence was clear and powerful. The mirror fan suddenly stood up, a trace of evil light flashed through his eyes, and the corners of his lips slightly raised, "I... understand it first..." The tone of the pick was a bit weird, and the weirdness revealed a lot of confidence.

She will definitely win, no matter what, she must win.

There was a voice in my heart shouting silently.

Outside the illusion...

People looked at the Mirror Fan in surprise and closed their eyes, as if they were thinking about something, while Jiu Guang, who was on the side, kept serving the ball until her serve game was finished...

Jiu Guang pursed his lips lightly and looked at the mirror fan without any movement. His delicate lips rose slightly. In the world of dry light, there were only fallen leaves and he would not get any information about the court. Even if you had a sixth sense, you would not be able to hit the ball.

Because the illusion she created is no longer an ordinary illusion. It can be said that the mirror fan is now in another world, a world that is not parallel to this world.

What is her meditation now with her eyes closed? Looking for a solution?

But... did she ignore the referee's reminder? Next was her serve.

Well, let’s remove the illusion first.

Jiu Guang turned the racket, took three steps back, then stood straight, bent his waist, and suddenly pressed the ball against the edge of the racket when no one noticed it, and sent it out fiercely.

"Bang--" The ball brushed across the shoulder of the mirror fan, and even drew a light red mark on her. The mirror fan in silence suddenly broke away from the world of dry light, and the court was instantly displayed.

Just where the sun and the world of dry light intersected, a trace of incredible inspiration suddenly flashed in her mind...
Chapter completed!