"I don't know. I came here three days ago and bought Fenglai Inn with a lot of money. I don't know my background. I only know that my surname is Liu." The Lord of Yishui City also lowered his voice.
Naturally, he had investigated such a generous person beforehand, but he didn't have a single clue. It was as if this person fell out of thin air.
After hearing this, the middle-aged man raised his eyes and took a deep look at Liu Yue, who had a calm expression. He made a few low gestures, and someone behind him immediately retreated almost invisible.
The martial arts conference officially begins, with figures flying around the ring and swords coming and going.
Eight people, four pairs, compete together, each occupying one side of the ring.
However, the competition on the first day was never exciting. The competition started with the lowest martial arts player. The masters such as Shen Mu and others were sitting on the stage at this time and did not look like they were leaving the stage.
I heard that Shen Mu Fengcheng and others were so famous that they did not need to participate in the first round and started the competition directly from the second round.
The arena was very intense, and the surrounding spectators screamed one after another, but there was not much reaction from the seats in front, and they were obviously not ordinary people.
"That's the blood toad." After finishing his words, Yun Zhaofang glanced at the white jade box placed at the top of the ring. In the white jade box was the blood-red blood toad.
Looking from this position, you can only see a faint red color, but you can't clearly see its true appearance.
"Blood Toad, damn it, why didn't I see when he put it up? I'm at a loss, I'm at a loss." Yun Zhao's face was full of complaints, and his face turned blue with regret.
Liuyue ignored Yun Zhao, who was complaining beside her. He didn't see it, but she could see it clearly. The blood toad was the size of a baby's palm, completely transparent, blood red in color, and quite beautiful.
The blood toad is indeed a good thing, and it will definitely be better if it is given to Xuanyuan Che to eat.
Squinting her eyes slightly, Liu Yue took a sip of the tea in her hand.
"No. 34, Liu Yue, versus No. 35, Fang Xiong." The winner of the east position on the ring was decided, and the supporters immediately loudly announced the next round of competition.