"Brother Qingtian, I'm really sorry, because I have you, I can't attract some people. Even if someone comes, they will see you as a romantic rival."
Hua Qianxiao sighed.
"It's no big deal. In this final, I also want to see who has the ability to knock me off the stage."
Ye Qingtian's eyes were full of confidence.
"Yes, we'll advance and retreat together," Hua Qianxiao nodded and said.
At this moment, the elderly and deep voice of the Outer Courtyard dean rang out again: "Students, do you understand the rules?"
"Understood," everyone answered in unison.
"Good, then I announce the official start of the final." As soon as the words fell, the stage became a chaotic mess.
Shouts, cries, laughter... all sorts of sounds reached the ears.
The dazzling final had finally begun.
Amidst screams, in an instant, more than a dozen people had already been knocked off the stage.
And on the viewing stands, screams and cheers rose incessantly.
