The news spread quickly, from one person to ten, and from ten to a hundred. The title #Million-Dollar Arena Match# became a hot search within five minutes of the show starting.
When surfing netizens opened the entry, they saw the account "Wo Ting Feng Lan" and remembered the earth-shaking natural disaster warning last time, so they joined the live broadcast room and discussed the big names in the current metaphysics anchor circle.
"After the Feng Shui metaphysics prediction of the earthquake came true, metaphysics became very popular in the live broadcast circle, but it is still a little behind your popularity."
Ye Lan saw the barrage and opened the popular search rankings. Sure enough, she saw that the metaphysics category was pushed to the top three, but her account was still the most popular, with a huge gap from the second place.
However, because of this, the anchors below were eager to try after hearing about the million-dollar red envelope in the arena. Within ten minutes, nearly dozens of metaphysics anchors came to PK.
Ye Lan asked Xie Chenan to use the special department's system to screen the information and only accept challenges from the Imperial Capital Xuanmen.
Soon, Xie Chenan found three alternative lists.
“All of these are fine.”
He handed the tablet to Ye Lan.
Ye Lan only took a glance and pulled a challenger from the PK queue to the microphone.
The live broadcast screen was split into two, with a gentle smiling face displayed on the other side.
"Hello, Wo Ting Feng Lan. Hearing about it is worse than meeting it in person. I am honored to be able to connect with my idol."
Opposite was a Taoist nun, very young, with a gentle appearance. She was wearing a thin grey robe that vaguely outlined her graceful figure. There was no arrogance or arrogance of a Taoist master in her words, but rather she was approachable.
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