Zeng Li said proudly: "They are interested in the eldest lady. Yang Guo and Yang Tao are fans of the eldest lady, and Lingzi made a bet with the eldest lady. But after today, they will all be the eldest lady's subordinates, but that Ghost Seven..." Zeng Li looked at Lan Ziye in confusion. Why was Ghost Seven also included?

Lan Ziye glanced at Zeng Li, and Zeng Li shrank her neck and closed her mouth. It seemed like she had said too much!

Wu Xuzi straightened up and said seriously: "Although I don't know the specific backgrounds of those people, I know that they should all be well-known. Look...!" After that, he turned and looked at the audience.

All I saw were the big signs and banners held by the crazy fans in the audience. Some had "Ghost Seven" written on them, some had "Yang Taoguo" written on them, and some had "Lingzi" written on them. There were quite a few of them. All of them were shouting their names at the top of their lungs, cheering for them desperately.

"I didn't expect they have so many fans!" Zeng Li said in surprise.

Lanxuan City's upper class society is one society, ordinary people are one society, Twelve Streets is one society, and those who wander between the bloody storms and survive in the cracks are another society! Zeng Li felt that she had really broadened her horizons this time!

The order of the competition was soon determined. Lan Ziye drew the fifteenth match, and she had to wait patiently for her turn to appear.

Zeng Li looked at the number plate in Lan Ziye's hand and curled her lips. "I didn't expect so many contestants to participate. How long do we have to wait? Will we have to continue tomorrow?"

Wu Xuzi glanced at Zeng Li and explained, "Typically, a martial arts competition of this scale lasts at least three days. This means the organizers can collect tickets for three days, run three days of gambling, and help sponsors build momentum for three days. This is a great opportunity to profit!" He paused, glanced at Lan Ziye, and said, "However, judging by the number of participants today, it's likely to last more than three days!"

Lan Ziye glanced at Wu Xuzi calmly: "It won't take three days!"

Wu Xuzi was stunned and turned to look at Lan Ziye in confusion.

Lan Ziye smiled and said, "The difference in strength is quite large!"

The moment Lan Ziye finished speaking, a whirlwind suddenly arose in the center of the arena. A woman in a bright red riding suit swung a long whip above her head. With the sound of wind breaking through the sky, a powerful spiritual power shot out from her whip. Then the remaining nine people were seen being blown away and fell heavily on the wall of the arena.

If the wall wasn't strong enough, it would have flown into their audience seats.

Every warrior spat out a mouthful of blood, and those who were able to move raised the small white flag to surrender. Their movements were so fast and efficient that it was astonishing. They were afraid that if they were not careful, they would not even have the chance to raise the white flag.

Those who were unable to move or had died were carried away by the medical team.

Just like that, the woman in red crushed her opponent with her absolute strength and won the game.

The woman stood on the stage like a proud peacock, looking arrogantly and pointing her long whip towards the VIP area, in the direction of Lan Ziye.

Wu Xuzi was startled, and looked at Lan Ziye with a puzzled look on his face. He asked hesitantly, "Do you know him?"

Zeng Li looked at Lan Ziye with admiration. Her eldest daughter was truly powerful! Even such a tough girl challenged her eldest daughter!

Lan Ziye was bewildered: She doesn't know him! She's never even seen him before!