The white mist dissipated, and everything in the viewing pond became clearly visible again.

The system's mechanical announcement sounded:

[System prompt: Player Spade has voluntarily exited the game...]

[System prompt: Player Bai Liu won the singles match and scored 1 point]

[The game of "Evil God Festival·Houseboat" has ended. Congratulations to the Wandering Circus for winning the singles competition. ]

You could hear a pin drop in the audience.

The host on the stage took a deep breath, looked at the dazed faces of the audience, and shouted with shaking hands: "Bai Liu won the game!!"

"He broke the unbeaten legend of Spades!! He became the first player to beat Spades in a singles match!"

Sitting on a wooden bench, Wang Shun looked at the data on the system panel in a daze, which was soaring across the board. For a moment, he even thought that he had misread the measurement unit.

The points in the betting pool were growing at a rate four hundred times higher than at the start of the game, and almost doubled in the blink of an eye. The popularity of the other members of the Wandering Circus was like riding a rocket, rushing towards the upper right corner of the data panel at a refracted angle.

Liu Jiayi's ranking jumped twice and finally stopped at 52nd.

Tang Erda's ranking jumped to 67th.

Mu Sicheng directly entered the top 50, 48th place.

Mu Ke's ranking rose to 77th.

And Bai Liu... Wang Shun almost trembled as he clicked on Bai Liu's popularity statistics panel. He stared at the last ranking data and confirmed it three times before he collapsed on the bench. Wang Shun held the edge of the bench with both hands to prevent himself from sliding down. He let out a long breath with an empty look in his eyes.

Bai Liu's final ranking was sixth. He entered the top ten in popularity and is definitely a star player.

In one competition, he boosted the popularity of all the team members by becoming a star player, allowing them to successfully obtain the gold medal of immunity from death before the team competition. This was exactly what Bai Liu had expected.

This is simply... This is simply...

"Bai Liu!!"

The silent spectators in the front row suddenly stood up after seeing the result of the game. Whether they were happy or sad, their faces were flushed with excitement, and veins on their necks were bulging. They waved their arms, roared and shouted, and the name they looked at and shouted was the name of the ultimate winner of this wonderful game:

“Bai Liu——!!”

"Bai Liu!!!"

The audience in the back row also started to cheer under the influence of this atmosphere. Soon, there was only one sound in the entire audience pool, which was the voice of Bai Liu. Daniel stood on the fence with both feet and raised his arms. He smiled and shouted Bai Liu's name with other audience members. In the end, even the host on the arm swing joined in the shouting.

"This is a miracle!!" the host shouted until his voice was hoarse, "This is a brand new myth! A newcomer who participated in the league for the first time broke the undefeated myth of the Spade Singles Tournament!"

"Let us give this brave newcomer our most heartfelt blessings - our points, applause and cheers!"

There was continuous applause in the viewing pool, and some people kept screaming Bai Liu's name, took off their clothes, held them high up and spun around, and threw clothes into the viewing pool. Electronic fireworks also flashed inside the viewing pool. This link did not originally exist. The sudden sound of electronic fireworks is usually bought by the spectators for the players to express their love for the players.

Players are usually expected to respond to the interaction.

The general way to respond to the interaction is to pick up a few pieces of clothing thrown in, sign them, and then throw them back. Previous star players have done this after playing exciting games, and it is considered a competition tradition.

Wang Shun stepped forward and leaned over to explain in Bai Liu's ear. Bai Liu nodded to show that he understood. He turned around and glanced at the audience indifferently.

The audience screamed even louder after Bai Liu's glance, and clothes and flowers were thrown onto the stage continuously. Tang Erda noticed that some people were also throwing underwear, bras and socks. He covered Liu Jiayi's eyes with a serious expression.

Liu Jiayi who has already seen: …

Wang Shun felt both embarrassed and excited: "Another way is to take off your clothes and sign your name and throw it back. Some celebrity players will do this. The audience will respond more enthusiastically and you will get more points for betting."

Liu Jiayi, whose eyes were covered, spoke calmly: "Hong Tao likes to do this. Last time, she took off her high heels and stockings and signed them and threw them down. The speed of her points rush was two or three times that of before."

Tang Erda silently let go of Liu Jiayi's eyes again.

Mu Sicheng uttered a speechless sound: "Isn't this selling one's body?"

"This one works better, let's choose this one." Bai Liu put his index finger on his chin thoughtfully, "It's a rare time when my looks are so valuable."

Mu Sicheng: "..."

Shit, I forgot this guy would do anything for money!

The other three big men beside him were all stunned. They looked at Bai Liu from head to toe with subtle eyes. Bai Liu was wearing only a wet white shirt, a pair of dripping suit pants, and normal black leather shoes and white socks.

Tang Er paused for a moment, then calmly gave some advice: "Don't force it, the points are increasing very fast now."

"You have nothing to take off." Liu Jiayi pointed out bluntly, "They want to pay for clothes that fit you closely, so you can only take off your underwear..."

Mu Ke calmly covered Liu Jiayi's mouth: "Personally, I think normal interaction is fine."

"Generally speaking, you have to take off three pieces of clothing." Wang Shun clenched his fist and coughed. He looked at Bai Liu in front of him, feeling uncomfortable, "...Forget it, President."

"Well, three pieces..." Bai Liu paused and walked towards the audience seats, with a business smile on his face, "Three pieces are still okay."

As he spoke, he raised his hand and pulled back, tearing off his hair band. His wet long hair instantly fell to his shoulders. Bai Liu raised his eyes, with a smile on his face, and threw the hair band into the audience.

“Oh oh oh!!” The audience immediately swarmed over and screamed, “Bai Liu, I love you, throw it over here!!”

Bai Liu lowered his eyelids, untied the tie of his shirt with one hand, bit open the cap of the marker that Wang Shunchun gave him, lowered his head to sign his name on the tie, rolled it into a bundle, and threw it lightly to the front row.

"Ahhh!!!! My my! I got it!"

The audience was so excited that they were almost deformed.

Mu Sicheng's eyes almost popped out of his head, he was deeply shocked.

This man is so skilled at taking off his clothes! Has he no sense of shame?

Bai Liu put two fingers into his collar, grabbed a bandage, pulled it out, and threw it into the audience. Then he turned around calmly, not caring about the people behind him who were going crazy. He returned like a game player who had completed his mission.

"Okay." Bai Liu glanced at Wang Shun, "Now everyone has a golden medal of immunity from death, right?"

Wang Shun was also stunned and nodded blankly: "President, you are the sixth."

"Sixth place?!" Mu Sicheng shouted in horror, pointing at Bai Liu, "This guy is already sixth place? Is he riding a rocket?"

"It's almost like riding a rocket." Wang Shun didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "Your popularity has also entered the top 100. In addition, the popularity of high-level players has also been affected after this game and has changed."

"The popularity of Spades has dropped significantly, from first to second."

"That means the original second place has become the first place?" Mu Ke frowned and asked, "I remember the original second place in popularity was..."

Wang Shun smiled bitterly. He stepped aside and looked at the man in the killer sequence opposite who was looking at this side with a smile. His eyes were helpless: "Yes, the most popular one now is the Judge of the Gods, the number one tactician in the game."

"Who should you focus on in the next team competition?"

After a brief frenzy, the audience calmed down under the hysterical call of the host, who shouted at the top of his voice: "Now, please ask the tacticians of both sides to come forward and shake hands, warm up for the next doubles match, and give the list of players for the next match."

Bai Liu was being harassed by a group of team members. Upon hearing this, he raised his hand to stop their actions, stood up and walked forward with a calm expression.

Nishen took off the coat on his shoulders, looked at Bai Liu, and walked towards here step by step.

The two met in the middle of the big screen.

Nishen stretched out his hand first. With a smile on his face, he asked sincerely, "How are you injured?"

"I want to ask you the same question." Bai Liu swept across Nishen's right shoulder and said in a light tone, "If you can't hold on any longer, just give up."

"I don't mind."

Nishen shook his head and laughed twice: "Are you talking trash to me?"

"No." Bai Liu said calmly. He stretched out his hand and held Nishen's hand. "It's just a sincere suggestion."

"Heitao has already been eliminated. According to his condition, he will not be able to compete in the near future. Although the doubles competition is your advantage, if Bai Yi and Bai Jiamu compete with us in a doubles competition, it will cost you two death-proof gold medals regardless of whether you win or lose. In this way, you will have three gaps in the team competition."

"With your severely injured tactician, there are four gaps in total for me."

Bai Liu opened his eyelids and said, "You don't have much advantage against us in the team competition. You can even say you are at a disadvantage."

The smile on Nishen's face faded slightly, he sighed, and said helplessly: "Yes, you are right."

"Bai Liu, I really can't be distracted at all when facing you."

"Then do you want to give up?" Bai Liu looked at Nishen.

Nishen looked at Bai Liu with deep eyes. He exhaled slowly: "I think you know the answer."

As he spoke, he slowly raised his hand.

The host noticed Ni Shen's action and puzzledly opened the space barrier between the two tacticians: "Excuse me, contestant Ni Shen, do you have anything to say to the public?"

"Yes." Nishen raised his face with a smile, a little embarrassed, "It's like this, host, the killer sequence here doesn't have any players for the doubles competition, we give up the right to the doubles competition."

“Directly enter the team competition process.”