After the start of the second round, Ye Chen, who was the first to go on stage, was like a shining beacon, attracting everyone's attention and stealing the limelight.
Feeling the craziness of the love-struck women, Leng Ruoxue couldn't help being a little speechless. There were clearly 20 people competing in the ten arenas, but the others were all blatantly ignored.
"Congratulations. Everyone from the Sacred Hall has entered the next round," Fu Mingyuan said in a friendly manner as he walked over, displaying his gentlemanly demeanor.
"What's there to congratulate? It's just the first round. If they can't even pass this, they don't deserve to stay in the Sacred Hall," Leng Ruoxue, who was sitting on the side watching the competition attentively, said disapprovingly.
"Hey, why are you so rude? Senior Brother Fu came to congratulate you out of goodwill. What's with your attitude?" a female fan of Senior Brother Fu immediately complained, feeling outraged.
