The corner of Fu Yan's mouth twitched, but he didn't say anything more.
People don't want to see me anymore, and if I look forward to it eagerly, I don't have any winks.
"Dangdangdangdang¡ª¡ª" three gongs sounded, waking Mu Ran awake.
He moved slightly and sat up slightly.
Under the stage, the teacher routinely called out the contestants' names: "The first group competition! Party A, Gao Ziqi, Party B, Bai Yu!"
After the words fell, everyone in the auditorium saw a blur in front of their eyes, and the pink dress floated in the air with an extremely beautiful arc.
On the high platform, a girl with a delicate appearance suddenly appeared.
Opposite her stood a strong man with huge chest muscles.
The crowd was incomparably excited, one by one exclaiming and clamoring.
There is no one else, because this woman in pink is the youngest daughter of the owner of Chaotianyu Auction House.
Xiao Hai was so excited: "Master, Master! It's on the stage! The girl in the pink dress is on the stage!"
Mu Ran nodded in agreement, without too much emotion.
Instead, it was the discussion of the people beside him that attracted his attention.
"I'll go, I didn't expect it to be Miss Bai Yubai!"
"It doesn't matter that Miss Bai is good-looking, but her spiritual power is so superb! I think Miss Bai must win this round!"
"That's not necessarily the case¡ªdon't you give that muscular man some attention?"
"Him? Is there anything special about him?"
"Then Gao Ziqi is the son of Old Litou, a craftsman in Dongtou! Didn't you recognize him?"
"Old Li's son!"
"yes!"
"Tsk tsk tsk, then this is worth seeing! Old Li Tou is the most powerful master in refining weapons in Tianyu Continent! His son must be not bad!"
"That's for sure. Didn't you notice that the weapons in Gao Ziqi's hand gave off a chill?"
Everyone was chattering extremely gossip.
Only Mu Ran, a question mark slowly popped up in his head.
Old Li's sonwhy is he called Gao Ziqi?
No matter what, it should belong to Li Ziqi, right?
Just as he was wondering, someone solved the answer for him.
"Heh, don't forget that this Gao Ziqi is not the real son of old Li Tou, and what his strength is is still unknown."
Mu Ran suddenly realized.
After eating melon once, Mu Ran leaned himself on the back of the chair again, wanting to sleep.
The competition officially started, and the fight between the two on stage was very exciting.
Bai Yu used water, but Gao Ziqi did not use spiritual power from the beginning to the end.
Just waving the abnormally huge iron sword in his hand.
The whole black giant sword exudes a cold smell everywhere.
Obviously there is no spiritual power on it, but it still forces Bai Yu to retreat steadily.
With one stroke after another, Bai Yu's spiritual power was easily scattered.
The excitement of the game has nothing to do with Mu Ran.
He was quietly in his own world, meditating and sleeping.
Xiao Hai, who grabbed his arm, shook violently; "Master! It's not good! That pretty lady named Bai Yu is about to lose her hold!"
Xiao Hai was so anxious that he wished he could go forward and block the strong man's attack for Bai Yu.
Mu Ran's drowsy brain was completely awakened by Xiao Hai's blow.
He barely straightened up, a little sad.
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