"Brother Lingyun, why are you here?"

Bai Yuxi ignored the contempt and ridicule of the people around her for her savior, looked at Ling Yun with concern and asked.

"I heard that the championship rewards in this dynasty competition are very generous, so I came."

Ling Yun looked at Bai Yuxi with a calm expression and said lightly, Feng Qingyun's appearance and extremely confident appearance were as if the champion was his and no one could take it away.

More importantly, this look really makes people feel this way after seeing it.

No one can take away this champion, it really belongs to him.

"Hahaha, who do you think you are, and you still think about the championship reward. It's ridiculous. You don't look in the mirror to see who you are. Do you have that ability?"

"That's right, this championship has nothing to do with you. If you don't want to die, get out of here!"

"Yes, don't be embarrassed here. As people from other dynasties, we can't stand it anymore!"

People from other dynasties pointed at Ling Yun and laughed and sarcastically, with contempt on their faces, as if they were looking at a fool, and kept sneering.

"Brother Lingyun, I believe you, you will definitely win"

Bai Yuxi ignored the ridicule and ridicule of Ling Yun, and saved her at Ling Yun. She believed that Ling Yun would definitely win the amazing strength that Ling Yun had shown and the extremely confident Ling Yun’s face now.

Although I don't know how to win, I will definitely win.

"Thanks."

Ling Yun looked at Bai Yuxi with a gentle expression, smiled indifferently, and nodded.

This gentle and innocent girl can be friends.

"Ahem"

Just as everyone's attention was attracted by Ling Yun, the most wasteful man in history, a silver robe suddenly appeared on the competitive stage. The old man touched his white beard and coughed lightly.

The voice was vigorous and powerful, and it was heard in everyone's ears with a fearful pressure.

"Innate realm warrior!"

"It's the previous lord of Wuyou City!"

"It's a ruthless old ghost!"

In the audience, everyone's eyes instantly shifted from Ling Yun to the old man in the silver robe on the competitive platform.

When they saw the old man clearly, they all showed a look of surprise.

"I didn't expect that in this dynasty competition, the old city lord actually came to be the referee to host the competition!"

"It seems that the old city lord is in a good mood recently. He actually came to host the competition in person!"

"With the old city master hosting the competition, the fairness of this competition is the highest in the past, and it will be reassuring when you place a bet later!"

"Yes, the old city lord is a person who promises a lot of money. He never counts his words and never regrets him!"

Everyone showed a hint of excitement, as if they had seen the God of Wealth.

The reason why this competition attracted so many people to watch was not just because of the exciting battle between the geniuses.

More importantly, this comparison is related to the bet.

You can place bets in every competition, and there is no upper limit. People with good luck can make a big profit in this competition.

Many people who cannot enter the arena bets around the outside world and make some private bets, which can also make a lot of money.

"Okay, I don't say much about the opening talk, everyone understands it."

The old man in silver robe touched his beard, straightened his back, stood on the athletic platform, looked around, looked at countless spectators, and said loudly.
Chapter completed!