Because most of the people on the stage were thrown away by Huo Yichen, the battle soon came to an end.

Yun Qingyan was bored and simply played against Huo Yichen and bet to see who lost and who won in the melee.

Whoever guesses correctly will have to serve tea and water to the counterpart for three days to run errands.

The reason why Yun Qingyan made this bet was because Huo Yichen insisted that the thug was not a servant, and he was only responsible for beating people but not running errands. However, Yun Qingyan was very sorry that he would lose a perfect errands.

The two were betting, and the audience table below suddenly remembered a lot of noise and tumbling sound.

Yun Qingyan raised his eyes and looked down.

The crowd was full of excitement and was rushing outside the competition venue. The excitement was like a crazy fan trying to meet the superstar.

Yun Qingyan gently pressed the corner of his lips, and doubt flashed between his eyebrows.

The first round of audition melee was held at the same time by three competition venues. This is the No. 1 competition venue. Could it be... something interesting happened to the other two competition venues?

"Have you heard about the code? Your Excellency Baili agreed to the invitation of the Holy Son of Sifang Pavilion to fight!"

"Saint Son of Sifang Pavilion? That ninth-level god king? Isn't it the seed contestant in the upper realm this time, and it appeared the finale? Why did it hit so quickly?

Besides, the first round of auditions has not ended, and the challenge has not started yet."

"It seems that because the people from Sifang Pavilion are arrogant and domineering, they injured one of his friends?"

"Friend?!" The person who was talking suddenly looked gossipy in his eyes, "Is it a girlfriend?"

I heard that Lord Baili has always been self-righteous, and his girlfriend is pitifully few. This is a rage for the crown of beauty!"

"You've guessed it right!

It's really for a woman! She's still a very good-looking beauty!"

There were many discussions sounding from the audience, and rumors filled the sky in an instant.

A hint of interest appeared in Yun Qingyan's eyes.

Baili Qingxue? Fighting for the crown of a beautiful woman?

"What? Are you interested?" Seeing Yun Qingyan's quick-tempered look, Huo Yichen saw through her thoughts almost immediately.

"Yeah, a friend." Yun Qingyan nodded with a smile, and touched her chin with her hand.

It's really interesting to think about Baili Qingxue's ice lump angry at the beauty.

"Wow! Why is this happening!" At this moment, a shrill and tragic sound of crying came from the side.

Yun Qingyan and Huo Yichen looked at each other.

What I saw was Yan Chuchu with tears in her eyes like a big swollen bubble.

That look is so sad and pitiful.

"It's obviously everyone's male god...

How could it be someone else's family?!"

Yan Chuchu seemed unable to accept the big blow, her eyes turned red, and her hands kept wiping her eyes, "Hello, my male god!"

Yun Qingyan: "..."

Huo Yichen: “…”

Zhan looked at Huo Yichen with a provocative and complicated look, "Did you see it? As long as you look a little better, you will be her male god!

She doesn't really like you."

There was a bit of gloating in that gaze.

Huo Yichen looked away coldly and did not relieve Zhan's words.

Zhan suddenly felt like he was hitting the cotton with one punch.

Now that there are so many people leaving, the people who originally wanted to show their swearing to resist to the death are like deflated balls, and they have no motivation.

After half of the onlookers dispersed, the last hundred people were also competed.

After the competition, Yun Qingyan walked slowly towards the Baili Qingxue Competition.
Chapter completed!