"The winner, the blue ghost!"

Off the stage, a referee raised the small red flag in his hand.

The thin young man's support group surged from the stands, helped him up with all his hands and feet, patted his chest and pinched the man.

Bai Fengjiu walked off the stage and was stopped by two old aunts. She spitted everywhere, accusing Bai Fengjiu of being too heavy and rolling up her sleeves to act.

The referee stepped forward and scolded sternly: "Injuries from the competition are inevitable. I have signed a disclaimer before. You blocked the contestants. This is a violation of the rules and this is a contempt for the Wulin League!"

After the referee's words, the two old aunts immediately became depressed and ran to the thin young man with tears in their eyes to call his name.

Bai Fengjiu took action with a proper measure, but he just knocked him out. Not long after, the thin young man woke up and was carried by two companions to the medical department for treatment.

The sun sets westward, and the promotion competition ends perfectly with the melodious bells.

This promotion match is much better than the preliminary round, and the venue is full, and relatives and friends shouting to cheer up and their voices are hoarse.

The off-site was also very lively. The underground casino kept betting, some people made a lot of money, and some people lost their pants.

Of course, the most profitable one is the one who is in charge. Regardless of winning or losing, they will always get the blame on every bet.

More than 130 people, after several rounds of elimination, they finally advanced to eleven people.

This number surprised all the audience, and even the Wulin League did not expect it.

If there is an odd number, it will be difficult to show up in pairs. After discussion by the Wulin League, one of them directly advanced to the finals.

To be fair, this person will make a decision to draw lots.

As soon as the news was announced, it immediately caused a lot of response, especially in the casino.

People started betting on the bets of these eleven people who would advance to the finals directly.

Some gamblers borrow money everywhere, wanting to make a comeback this time.

I won the club and lost to work.

After resting for a night, the venue was also crowded the next day. Today, the eleven people were preparing to draw lots. Everyone wanted to see who was lucky.

Ten arenas in the open space under the stands have been demolished, and workers wearing cement-colored work clothes are building new competitions.

In the east stands, there is a long table covered with red fleece cloth and golden tassels.

On the table is a cardboard box of the Wulin League logo, with a hole the size of a fist.

As witnesses, the white-robed Martial Saint took out a small golden ball without any marks from the box.

The white-robed martial saint said: "Of the eleven golden balls, there are ten of them that say battles are written, and only one is written, and the player who catches the word "no" can directly advance to the finals."

Several photographers carried the camera and hit the eleven people approaching, and the camera turned them on the motion capture of the golden ball.

Tens of thousands of people outside the venue looked up at the electronic screen. As the eleven people twisted the golden ball, their hearts were raised to their throats.

Eleven people took out the note from the golden ball and slowly opened it, and the expression on their faces became very rich.

Some people were depressed, some were smiling bitterly, and some were indifferent.

The white-robed martial saint glanced over the eleven people. Except for the young man wearing a mask, the rest of the people had the contents of the notes written on their faces.

The white-robed martial saint sighed secretly, how can this kind of mind inherit the will of the Heavenly Dao Monument?

Bai Fengjiu slowly opened the rolled note, and a word "danger" appeared, and the hand that opened the note also stopped.

The white-robed martial saint smiled: "The promotional person is revealed below..."

A band beside him rings dense drum beats to set off the tense atmosphere at this moment.

Everyone on the field got into their fists, gritted their teeth and stared at the movements of the eleven people.

Some people outside the field covered their pockets, and those with poor psychological quality even took out quick-acting heart-saving pills from their pockets and put them under their tongues.

With the sound of a gong, the white-robed martial saint said aloud: "If you have drawn the word "Don't", please raise your hand!"

Under the gaze of tens of thousands of pairs of eyes, Bai Fengjiu, wearing a bronze ghost mask, slowly raised her hand.

The camera lens was closer, and the word "no" on the note was enlarged on the screen outside the field. In an instant, a few people fell to the ground and cried loudly. They were the ones who lost the bet.

"I've really lost my luck!"

Several contestants could not control their emotions, so they kneaded the paper in their hands into a ball and threw it on the ground, turned around and left.

"There is a shady scene! I don't accept it! I want to draw a new lot!"

An out of control yelled and rolled around at the scene. The security captain came forward with his men to subdue him and dragged him down with his arms.

The white-robed Martial Saint said: "This draw is fair and just, and there is no shady thing the player just said. If anyone has any questions, he can go to the backcourt to find me later."

No one criticized the matter on the field, so I was asking for trouble for the Martial Saint? Just kidding, do you think you have a long life? Or are you drinking a little too much from Erguotou?

After the lottery draw, the white-robed Martial Saint left the table, and a middle-aged man in a suit stepped forward.

"Everyone, thank you for the tense competitions that have been happening in recent days."

"The final final will start in three days, and several players will take this opportunity to take a break and relax."

The audience withdrew, and Bai Fengjiu also left with the crowd.

After leaving the venue, Bai Fengjiu walked across the street and walked into a shopping mall.

He walked in the mall with a bronze ghost mask and attracted many people's attention.

Bai Fengjiu didn't care at all, so she went up the second floor to get a piece of clothing in the men's clothing area, and then entered the fitting room.

Half an hour later, Bai Fengjiu had not come out inside.

Not far away, two young men looked at each other, walked quickly to the fitting room, and knocked open the door hard. It was empty inside, and there was no shadow of Bai Fengjiu.

The glass door of the mall was pushed open, and two young men ran out, standing on the street looking around in a daze.

In the KFC chain store opposite, Bai Fengjiu, who had returned to its original appearance, ate the whole family's bucket and drank the unicorn Coke, and leisurely watched the two silly boys looking for him all over the street.

The two young men started following after he left the venue. Bai Fengjiu didn't know what the other party's purpose was, but it was definitely not a good thing.

Bai Fengjiu is not afraid of causing trouble, but she is afraid of trouble. It is better to do less than more things.

After eating the whole house bucket, Bai Fengjiu patted her stable belly and left the KFC store with half a cup of Coke left.

Just after walking out a few steps, the evil wind came from behind.

Bai Fengjiu turned her head, wiped a cup of milk tea and flew over her ears, drew an arc and threw it on the ground, and the fruit milk spilled all over the floor.

"Bai Fengjiu!"

A scream came from behind, and Bai Fengjiu couldn't help but frown.

Turning his head, Tang Xiaomi pinched her waist and glared at him with big eyes.

"Where have you been going these days!"

"Forehead……"

"Do you know I've been looking for you?"

"have no idea……"

Tang Xiaomi ran over, grabbed Bai Fengjiu with her left hand, and pinched a small piece of flesh on Bai Fengjiu's arm with her thumb and index finger. She twisted her lips and tears in her eyes.

"You agreed to go together, but you left me and disappeared. Do you know how I spent the past few days?"

"Do you have another woman? If you have someone to accompany you, I won't disturb you... Woo woo..."

A beautiful girl cried on the street, which immediately attracted passers-by to watch and pointed at Bai Fengjiu.

"Scum! Ho~tui!"

Two girls holding hands passed by, looking at Bai Fengjiu with contempt, and spitting at him.
Chapter completed!