A quiet night.

The next day, Beiling had a good sleep, got dressed, and when she opened the door, she saw Yao Qianzhu lying on her back on a branch, not yet awake.

Yesterday, Bei Ling placed a barrier directly outside the door to prevent Yao Qianzhu from entering. As a result, the guy refused to come in even though he said he wouldn't come in, so he simply slept on a branch in the courtyard.

Although he looks very pitiful, Beiling will never feel sorry for him.

Glancing at Yao Qianzhu who was still sleeping, Beiling ignored him and left. However, there was a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

Not long after Dai Beiling left, Yao Qianzhu, who was lying on a branch, suddenly woke up and said, "Tsk, tsk, tsk, women are indeed the most poisonous people." This woman, of course, was referring to Beiling.

"The most poisonous woman's heart?" I don't know why I left Beiling and came back with a small cage in my hand, "Yao Qianzhu, are you very free?"

"Haha." Yao Qianzhu chuckled and did not answer Beiling's question.

"Don't forget, you have a competition today." Bei Ling reminded him coolly and then said, threw the small cage in his hand to him, turned around and left without any regret.

There’s no need to be nostalgic, right?

Yao Qianzhu took it, thanked him, opened the small cage and ate a few, then curled his lips and said, "Things from the human world are just like this." He turned over and got off the branch, clapped his hands, and walked slowly towards the venue.

Arena.

Beiling looked at the people present today. Mu Senyu and Yu Rousha had a tacit understanding that they did not appear at today's meeting. In addition to the two of them, Yun Ziqin of the Huaxia Dynasty also did not attend. Mu Senyu, Yu Rousha

Bei Ling could guess that Rousha didn't attend, so why did Yun Ziqin not attend?

Beiling looked around boredly, extremely bored.

"Please come on, Poquan Dynasty Yao Qianzhu." The person hosting the game shouted for the third time.

As a result, no one came out.

Suddenly, the host became a little angry, but he couldn't get angry. After all, the person participating was not an ordinary citizen. He was the consort of Princess Pingqing of the Poquan Dynasty.

However, there was no way to get angry at them, but he had the right to directly rule Yao Qianzhu out.

"If Yao Qianzhu doesn't arrive at the competition venue within the time it takes to burn a stick of incense, then he will be directly eliminated!" As soon as the host finished speaking, someone lit up a stick of incense. The cigarette was curling up.

The people at the venue could no longer hold themselves back and started whispering.

On the other hand, the place in Poquan Dynasty was peaceful.

It would be a lie to say that there is no rush, but there is no point in being anxious. The people sent to look for Yao Qianzhu came back and reported that Yao Qianzhu was not found in the room and may have already set off for the competition venue.

"Thirteen, can you find it?" Dongfang Jianyu asked for the third time.

Beiling didn't answer the question, but just said: "Don't worry, the incense hasn't been burned yet."

After hearing this answer, Dongfang Jianyu knew. There was no point in rushing. There was nothing he could do if he couldn't be found. Then just wait!

Time passes minute by minute and the fragrance becomes smaller inch by inch.

Yao Qianzhu never showed up.

Finally, before the last bit of incense was burned, the guy who had been reluctant to show up finally came.

As soon as he entered the venue, he glanced at the competition stage and said in surprise: "Huh? Does this look like the competition hasn't started yet? Tsk, tsk, I thought the competition was over."

As soon as this statement came out, it caused an uproar.

Damn, this guy just didn’t show up on purpose and lost this game, right? Although the Poquan Dynasty has already won three games, it doesn’t matter whether they win or lose this one! But you should respect the other participants at least.

Right? Is it really okay to make them wait for you for an hour in vain?

The host was almost crying.

"Okay then, let's start the competition." Yao Qianzhu said in a loud voice.

After the host made an announcement, the game officially started.

This Wu competition compares the spiritual power of the contestants, so the spiritual power of the contestants sent by the four countries should be relatively high, at least among the five main players.

Murong Feng from the Huaxia Dynasty, Yao Qianzhu from the Poquan Dynasty, Chu Jifeng from the Nanshu Dynasty, and Mu Liuyun from the Haoyue Dynasty. Among the four, Beiling thinks the most dangerous one is Yao Qianzhu. However, he does not practice spiritual power. So, the rest

Among the three people, the one who is most likely to win the championship is Mu Liuyun. What kind of abilities does this 15-year-old Crown Prince have that can make everyone shine? Haha, it is really exciting.

The host raised his hand, and four exquisite glass bottles were placed in front of the four people.

"Four of you please start!" the host said and then stepped aside.

The game officially begins.

Beiling held her cheek and looked at the four people on the stage.

If we put aside this competition and just talk about the appearance of these four people, these four people are undoubtedly the best in the four countries.

Yao Qianzhu is charming, enchanting and full of demonic aura. His purple robe fully embodies his enchanting side, and his strange-colored pupils are captivating.

Let's look at Mu Liuyun again. Although he is still a fifteen-year-old boy, and his face is still very immature, his mature expression all day long makes him look much older than his actual age. His natural majesty is matched by

With his stern face, he would definitely be a typical representative of a domineering president in the 21st century!

Chu Jifeng was dressed in a black robe with a paralyzed face that had not changed for thousands of years. He exuded a cold aura from the inside out. The word "Chuan" between his eyebrows perfectly interpreted a phrase called "Keep strangers away."

On the other hand, Murong Feng was at the opposite end of the spectrum from him. The white robe he wore made him extremely elegant and bookish. The slight smile on the corner of his mouth was just right, giving people an approachable feeling, and he seemed to be an easy person to get along with. Moreover, he

Her hands are also very slender and beautiful, with well-defined joints.

After Beiling examined the faces of the four people, he started to watch the game seriously.

Among the four people, except Yao Qianzhu, who has not injected any spiritual power into the glass bottle, the rest more or less have some. Then, next, it depends on who starts the war first.

On the competition field, Yao Qianzhu seemed to be injecting spiritual power, but not a single bit of spiritual power was injected into it. He secretly observed the other three people.

Mu Liuyun now has the strongest output among the three, and the glass bottle has been filled to two-thirds. The other two are more or less close to this number.

So, now is a good time!

Yao Qianzhu curled up his lips, stretched out his hand and pushed his glass bottle to the right. It happened that the glass bottle hit Murong Feng. The spiritual power that Murong Feng output did not go into his own glass bottle, but went into Yao Qianzhu's.

Murong Feng was startled and immediately stopped outputting. After he glanced at the glass bottle, he raised his hand and moved him towards Yao Qianzhu. Whether it was intentional or not, Yao Qianzhu's glass bottle hit Mu Liuyun.
Chapter completed!