Chapter 8

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Inter-school competition - motorcycle race, is a crucial competition in the entire competition. The final round determines the champion based on points. Even if the team that was struck out by us yesterday, if they can finish in the top three today, they have a chance to resurrect, and this is their opportunity to continue their fight.

"Roar! Did everyone have breakfast today? It's okay if not, we have catering services at the venue and no one will go hungry. It's really commendable that everyone came early this morning to observe the motorcycle race, which is always the most exciting event in every competition. Moreover, it's already winter recently, and there is a noticeable drop in temperature."

Sigh! This long-tongued host keeps on talking nonstop since the beginning. It's not surprising, considering he earns a living by talking. But is he really not lonely talking all by himself?

"Why couldn't he just say 'begin' directly?" I complained to my teammate out of boredom.

"It's his profession, besides, we're not losing anything. Maybe it's just your nerves!"

"Me... me nervous? Don't make me laugh! I just think this race is interesting and have an exciting urge."

"Exciting? Are you really that motivated?"

"I don't know why, but I do feel motivated!"

Qin Yin's gaze drifted to the little hill where Qin Hui had been standing, I guess he must be looking at her. In his heart, Qin Hui has always been silently watching him.

"You will have a chance to see her again, I promise!" Qin Yin's sadness in his eyes was indelible, and I attributed his sadness to the Seniors, at least in my mind, their twisted ideas caused it.

"..." Qin Yin didn't respond to my words, but when I fulfill my promise, he will definitely see the light.

It's ironic that someone shrouded in darkness wants to bring light to others, isn't it?

Hmm? Suddenly, I felt that uneasy feeling again, just like yesterday, it must be the vampire.

Green eyes! In the near distance, in the same venue, I encountered him again, the one with intent to resist the crimson eyes from yesterday.

He is the representative of the fourth school, the Weir College, right? It's broad daylight and a densely populated area, though he only revealed a glimpse, if he were to be discovered, he would definitely be in trouble.

"If I go and say hello to the opponent in the same venue, would it seem friendly of me!"

"Qin Yang, where are you going?"

"Just saying hello!" I said to Qin Yin, and my direction was towards the vampire that appeared in broad daylight.

Although Qin Yin didn't think I would go and say hello, he couldn't do anything about it.

As I took the first step, he still stared at me, his eyes like an eager and fierce dragon, as sharp as a blade. Fortunately, his gaze couldn't kill, even though it's not surprising that vampires have that ability, he doesn't possess it. But he must really want to have the ability to kill with his gaze.

"Please don't look at me with the eyes of a man-eater. It's not good to be seen, even though it's a way for a male god to flirt, I don't like it~~" Personally, I think it's not bad to start a conversation with a guy like this, doesn't anyone else think so?

"Qin Yang, you didn't expect it yesterday."

"I also didn't notice that you all were wearing the same uniform yesterday! It's the same on both sides."

In that dark alley yesterday, we were all attracted by each other's abilities. As for the minor details, we didn't pay much attention. It was just now that I remembered their uniform yesterday, a unified yellow-brown color with a embroidered crane pattern on their back. At that time, I couldn't see it clearly, but now it's obvious that it is a crane, worshipped like a crane. If it wasn't for Perla turning them into vampires, they would have been good students! At least they wouldn't kill people indiscriminately.

"What exactly are you? You can't be a king."

"Hide your eyes! Showing up to suck blood and wearing school uniforms, and even occasionally revealing colored pupils. If you take a wrong step, you will definitely be surrounded by all of humanity."

"Do you care about me! Except for the king, don't think about anything else."

"I'm here for Perla, it has nothing to do with you. But because of you, the vampire clan's revival was stillborn. Your king won't care if you're alive or dead at that time." This guy has a big temper, so I don't want to be polite with him.

"..." His dissatisfaction was already evident, but he still knew what I meant and understood what I said. Before he became a vampire, he was a reasonable person, so he retracted his colored pupils."Okay, I just want to remind you all that if you want your king to succeed, you need to restrain yourselves. I watched you all day yesterday, and compared to the vampires of the past, you suddenly act like wild monkeys, being loud, careless, and doing things as you please. I don't want today to be the last time we meet."

After talking to him for a long time, I understood that trying to persuade him in my own original way was useless. Only things related to his king would he care about.

He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. "Fine... the lake."

"See you later!" I finished speaking and turned around.

"I'm Zhao Yuansong! Don't misunderstand, I just think it's impolite to know other people's names without introducing oneself."

"Zhao... Yuansong? A good name."

I placed my hand on the jet-black shell of the motorcycle and instantly started the engine. In the ancient times of The Human Realm, there was a type of motorcycle that made loud noise and emitted nauseating exhaust fumes, filling every corner. But now, the sound of the bike was barely discernible, and it didn't even have an exhaust pipe. Compared to the past, I preferred the present.

Everyone would make their own motorcycle unique in color, but I maintained the original black - heavy and non-reflective. Even though black is dark, I still liked it. I believed black was advantageous for me.

"The race route is a loop around the city, returning to the starting line. In addition to reaching the finish line, our goal is to defeat the other teams. The route has been completely sealed off, waiting only for the final participants to arrive. The race is about to begin." As soon as the host's words fell, a torrential cheer resonated through the ground, dispersing white clouds. The spectator stands were bursting with people, as if there were always so many idle people watching every day.

Eight motorcycles, eight riders, each with a different appearance - unique, domineering, and moderate, with abilities that cannot be replicated. If any of them were faster than the speed of light, they would be a formidable opponent. This was an important problem that had been considered during practice.

I had thought about using the "Sealing Demon" to make him stop, but if we stopped, our own motorcycles would stop too. It would be senseless.

I was confident in eluding the power of the Demon Dragon, but what about Qin Yin? The team would sit together, one person would land, and two would race. This was not a race where individual heroism could prevail.

"Qin Yang?"

"What?"

"It's about to start! Don't daydream!"

"Okay, just go with the flow."

A huge smoke bomb exploded in the air, and the race began.