Mana: Before The Rise 178 Her Cute War God 2

"Miyu" called Feng Zhao's mother "Just one last touch, and you both will be ready to go" The older women put a hairpin in her hair.

Miyu nodded and then looked at her outfit feeling somewhat odd, but when she saw Feng Zhao, she ran to him, his face somewhat red. "Let's go," he said avoid her piercing gaze of curiosity.

"Your very pretty, today"

"Is that so?" Miyu wondered because his gaze was away from hers. She moved in front of him so that he could clearly see her. But he kept looking away since he kept turning away from her Miyu got a little mad as she used her hands and turned her face toward her.

"Why, won't you look at me?" A certain person was just like him, easily embarra.s.sed and whatnot.
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His face got even redder at the sudden surprise. Until he heard his parents laughing and giggling in the background. Snapping him out of it, as he took her hand and lead her outside.

"We are going now?" Miyu said these past few days she had found she liked teasing this person that likes to pretend to be cool. Making his face blush was something she enjoyed lately other than learning new things that she didn't quite understand very well.

"Zhao" she called his name, but he didn't seem to answer, making her annoyed. "Zhao" she whispered in his ear.

"You…" he looked panicked his face red as he handed her a wooden tablet like thing with a red string attached.

Miyu took it and examined it closely "What is it"

"Your number for the examination"

"Ah! It's that thing you were talking about earlier, where depending on our score we can go into….what was it?"

"No, it's so we can be accepted as a Disciple of Lord Zhuan Bai."

Miyu looked at their hands her eyes brightened, before turning her gaze to their surroundings. It was then she finally saw that she was being stared at.

Bystander eyes also turned to Zhao sometimes like he was an eyesore.

Speaking of she looked around even more and saw the women's side who were giving her the eyesore look.

Her expression went back to being blank and aloof. When they finally stopped, they had sat down on a bench, Zhao was explaining to her how the rules of this compet.i.tion go. Basically, we fight, and the winner moves up.

The top Five will be sent to Wind Village then to Earth Village then to Water, and Finally Fire. Seriously who comes up with these names. The fight was all Miyu got from Zhao's explanation after that she just listened to him talk while he was still holding her hand.

"Miyu are you listening?" Zhao asked suddenly and then gazed down at what she was staring at. He jumped and let go of their hands, with an embarra.s.sed face.

"Why did you let go?" she asked. "I like holding your hand, I also like hearing your voice," Miyu said with an innocence face.

"..." He was speechless

"..." Everyone around them

"Well….." he tried to say but wasn't able to continue.

"I also like making your face go red" Miyu said with such honesty, it was pure teasing. She didn't' feel anything wrong with it since the person she is teasing is the same person who gave her this ring.

The shock on his face was priceless, Zhao was steaming in embracement. He wasn't the only one everyone around them was also speechless

'Can he get even Redder?' Miyu wondered as she decided to press on.

"You…." He began to stutter as she moved closer to her face straight and completely serious. He turned away.

"Does my honesty make you embarra.s.sed?" Miyu asked kept getting closer to his face since he didn't turn around to face her. Until finally, he turned around at a loss of breath at how close they are, he saw that her eyes twinkled with mischievously.

"I see, how it is. Like teasing me?"

"Of Course" Miyu back away and covered her mouth with her hand "I also Like touching you too"

"...." He turned away from her as red as a tomato.

'Cute' she thought simply.

"Mun Da Ra vs. Guan Fing Ya" Said an announcer catching Miyu's attention. She wonders how people are going to fight here. Feng Zhao explained it but honestly, she stopped paying attention.

The next moment two youth walked up to the stadium and prepare to get into a stance.

"Guan Fing Ya, Today our draw ends," Said a fiery red-haired youth who looked completely confident like he was on top of the world.

The person is known as Guan Fing Ya merely smirked.

"Begin," the announcer said, the two wasted no time as they rushed towards each other. Performing Kicks and punch the names of that special to them. It was all too weird for Miyu and uninteresting in the least. She turned to the person next to her who was completely focused on the battle.

His eyes for that same color when she first saw them making her even more curious her gaze trailed down to his cheek.

Poke

She couldn't help but touch it.

（＊〇□〇）...!

"What…?" Feng Zhao looked back at Miyu who put her face closer again. He saw more mischief in her eyes and couldn't help but be even stunned as her lips touched his cheek.

"…." Feng Zhao looked at her in shock.

Seeing the abrupt action of flirtation, the audience, gasped, as they watched. Completely forgetting about the fight on the stage.

Miyu's eyes sparkled as her mind traveled to something a little more intimate. She looked at Feng Zhao's lips.

"Zhao," she said his name.

"Yes," He responded back on guard for whatever she was going to do next.

"Zhao" she called again looking up at him with innocent eyes.

Feng Zhao gulped as he had a strange feeling "Yes" he said again.

"Can I Kiss you?" she said stunning him and the rest of the crowd.

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He was silent as she tried to figure out what was going on through her mind. Miyu was a bit of an airhead, one who really couldn't care less about much of anything. These were his thoughts on her after knowing her for some time.

Wherever she came from it was a place that didn't teach her morals properly.

She was a.s.sertive when interested and absent-minded when not. He remembered the few times where she was so lost in her thoughts that she would sit still for hours without moving. His parents would go to her and shoo the birds that landed on top of her away multiple times.

Being Quiet for some time, Miyu began to feel impatient as she went forward and kissed him on the lips. Bring the poor lad out of his mind. The audience blushed at the spectacle but for some reason could find the words within their mouth to say anything.

IT was a light kiss that didn't go any deeper or last a few seconds. But the static had gotten both their hearts pounding.

Feng Zhao's red face and being speechless was nothing new. But it was the lightly flushed face on beautiful pale skin and dazed look on Miyu that got hearts dropping like flies.

"HEY! TRASH ZHAO!" Someone screamed, making the duo and their onlookers look at the fiery red-haired Mun Da Ra who was fuming mad.

'He must have lost' Feng Zhao thought his attention turned to him.

"Because of your flirtation, I lost and now you will pay," Mun Da Ra said in anger.

"Does that mean your nothing but a fool who looked away from your opponent" He responded back.

"Trash Zhao, don't go to Far!" he yelled

"Next Miyu and w.a.n.g Yin," said the announcer cutting off their conversation short. Mun Da Ra left off in a huff. While Miyu stood up and went up to the steps to the stage, with a calm disinterested look on her face.

Feng Zhao looked on with thoughts of his own, he felt somewhat disappointed at her absent by his side. When he realized this, he blushed and then shook his head.

"Ah! The battle of beauties" someone whispered as the Miyu's opponent walked up to the stage with an unpleasant face on.

The girl immediately compared herself to Miyu and felt inferior, comparing their looks Miyu was definitely in higher standards, why because despite being in commoner clothes and not wearing any make-up. She s.h.i.+nes all on her own, a true natural beauty.

Being a spoiled rich merchants' daughter herself she could never stand someone who was more beautiful than her and someone who was a commoner without a surname.

"You there what is your cultivation" the girl suddenly questions Miyu who was absent-minded wasn't giving her any attention.

The girl gritted her teeth in frustration but had some enjoyment she couldn't read the cultivation level of her opponent, in fact, she couldn't feel the cultivation at all, meaning that this girl is either a cripple or trash.

But boy would she be wrong later