How many boxes of things were brought to Luo Yu Palace, Beichen Ying accepted them all without changing his expression.
The people in Luoyu Palace walked away with sly smiles.
Watching their departing figures, Bei Chenying showed a proud smile on his lips.
Soon, it came the next day.
The official game begins.
Luo Haoming vs Nangong Liuyun.
One is the last champion, and the other is the most promising seed player this time.
The two people had a big fight ahead of time, a showdown between the best and the best.
Therefore, this game is unprecedentedly fierce, and it may be the most intense game in the Dragon Ranking Tournament.
The time is almost up, but the battle platform is empty.
All the seats under the stage were filled, and there were still many people standing at the back, making it almost overcrowded.
The audience today was very excited.
The game has not even started yet, but it has already entered the spectator state in advance, and has even been divided into two camps.
Luo Haoming Sect and Nangong Liuyun Sect.
However, it seems that the Luo Haoming sect has significantly more people than the Nangong Liuyun sect.
Originally, the majority of people supported Nangong Liuyun, but after the secret efforts of Su Luo and others, the number of people was finally controlled.
Three-quarters of the people bet on Luo Haoming to win, while Nangong Liuyun only accounted for a quarter.
The two protagonists haven't arrived yet, but the audience is almost starting to fight.
"Luo Haoming will win!"
"His Royal Highness the King of Jin is invincible!"
"Luo Haochen's attack is invincible and he is invincible in all battles!"
"His Royal Highness Prince Jin is the final winner!"
People on both sides almost started fighting.
At this moment, a purple robe appeared in mid-air, and then flew to the fighting platform.
"Luo Haoming! Luo Haoming! Luo Haoming!"
Seeing Luo Haoming appear, the audience burst into flames of enthusiasm.
They invested a lot of money on Luo Haoming to win, so they definitely didn't want him to lose.
Luo Haoming's tall figure stood on the stage, with a face as cold as ice, serious and stern, full of majesty. He stretched out his hand with one hand, raised his right hand and pressed it down.
The chaotic noise and shouting in the whole place suddenly fell silent.
Luo Haoming just stood there quietly, exuding a cold and arrogant aura that made people dare not look directly at him.
At this time, there is almost little time left before the final start time of the game.
At this time, some people in the audience began to panic.
"Where is His Highness King Jin?"
"Luo Haoming has already shown up. His Highness, Prince Jin, will not show up, right?"
"Is it true that His Highness Prince Jin was seriously injured and unconscious as the rumors say?"
"Isn't it? I have put all my wealth on him."
The discussion in the audience became louder and louder.
The few people who originally supported Nangong Liuyun were shaken at this time. They kept looking back and staring in the direction of the gate, eagerly looking forward to the arrival of His Highness King Jin.
However, what made them even more desperate was that His Highness Prince Jin never showed up.
At this moment, the referee slowly walked to the central platform.
Luo Haoming's lips curved into a proud, cold and arrogant smile.
Nangong Liuyun, are you afraid of me? That’s why you don’t even dare to show up?
Luo Haoming had long believed that Nangong Liuyun was seriously injured. Because this was confirmed news by his ancestor who appeared in person, there was no way it could be false.
Therefore, Luo Haoming knew early on in this game that Nangong Liuyun would not appear.
The referee looked at the incense that was almost burning, and frowned tightly, but he did not say anything for a long time...