Tears instantly filled the girl's eyes. She looked at Lan Ziye with resentment and said, "I didn't expect you to be this kind of person! I...I came here for nothing!"

Lan Ziye: ...Should we fight or not?

"Is the Twelfth Young Master going to fall into a trap?" At this time, some people in the audience began to whisper.

"Yes, I saw Twelve Young Master leave early yesterday, so he probably didn't see Sister Xiao's performance. In the last game, Sister Xiao confused her opponent in this way, hit the target with one strike, and finally killed the opponent!" said another person.

"Even a hero can't resist the temptation of a beautiful woman! Moreover, it's a delicate and soft girl like Xiao. It's inevitable that the Twelve Young Master will fall!"

"Sister Xiao is also lucky to face Twelve Young Master so soon. No matter whether she can get a chance to compete in the finals or not, as long as she can beat Twelve Young Master, this sister Xiao will become famous and her net worth will double!"

"That's not all! Twelve Young Master is the Street King of Nanwang Street. If Sister Xiao defeats the Street King of Nanwang Street, won't the title of Street King of Nanwang Street belong to Sister Xiao?" One of the audience members thought quickly and figured out the seriousness of the matter in an instant.

When everyone heard this, their eyes widened even more. This was not a simple fighting arena competition, but a Street King title contest. They had to watch it carefully and not miss any details.

Chu Xixuan, who was sitting in the VIP area and overheard the discussion in the audience behind him, was already furious. Could Lan Ziye really have fallen into the hands of a girl? If this got out, wouldn't it become a joke in the entire Lanxuan City?

Just as the audience was discussing in an uproar, the shy and resentful girl took action. She opened her hands and posed, then began to spin in front of Lan Ziye like a ballet dancer. Before Lan Ziye could figure out what was going on, the entire private room was filled with green smoke.

The audience seats reached a climax in an instant. All the audience watching the big screen stood up and stared at the screen intently, as if they were afraid of missing any small details.

"Successful? Sister Xiao succeeded?" someone shouted excitedly.

"Oh my God, the Twelfth Young Master really fell into the trap. He didn't even make a move from beginning to end! It turns out that no one can escape Sister Xiao's poison! What a pity!" The other one shook his head and sighed.

For a moment, the expressions of the audience in the audience varied. Some were happy for Xiao Meizi, some felt sorry for Lan Ziye, and some were crying bitterly because their idol was about to die, not knowing what to do.

Chu Xixuan narrowed his eyes and looked deeply at the large screen where he could no longer see the situation inside the private room and could only see green smoke.

He had some understanding of Lan Ziye's fighting ability and knew that Lan Ziye would not fall into the hands of that little girl. However, he was very curious about how Lan Ziye would deal with it. Fight poison with poison? Would she use poison?

Just as everyone stared at the big screen with their eyes wide open, nearly popping out their eyes, the green smoke on the screen dissipated. To everyone's astonishment, the person lying on the ground wasn't Young Master Lan, but rather Sister Xiao, who had turned the use of poison into an art form and possessed acting skills of national treasure rank.

At this time, Xiao Meizi covered her chest with her hands and looked at Lan Ziye with horror and said, "Why, why doesn't my poison work on you?" It was obviously a poison she prepared herself. Without an antidote, the person would surely die. The poison would kill him on the spot, but Lan Ziye's expression didn't even change.