Mu Xiaofeng couldn't help but become lazy, her left hand was stretched out on the back of her head, and she lay comfortably on the chair.

If she guessed correctly, this big umbrella above their heads must be the legendary best air regulating umbrella that turns cold when it is hot, and hot when it is cold!

"Let's invite our contestants to play." The high platform is divided into two sides, two teams, lined up, and go on the field in order.

One by one, they all introduced themselves, and every time it was a person's turn to introduce themselves, there would be thunderous applause below.

"Contestant No. 20, exclusive!" "Bang Bang!" Mu Xiaofeng applauded suddenly, and as she patted her palms, Xia Xia, who had been following her, also applauded.

Mu Xiaofeng came to watch the game, and now that he is on the court, she naturally has to applaud.

In four directions, a rectangle has been enclosed, and there are a total of forty-seven contestants on the field. In the entire continent, only 47 people made it to the finals.

But there are a few specially arranged by the Refining Guild, and they don't have to go through layers of competitions, they just need to participate in this final finals.

Such as dedicated!

No one objected to such an unfair decision, because the Refining Guild only sent a few young refiners, if the mainlanders were not convinced.

The Refining Guild will not restrict their people from competing.

The refiners of the Refining Guild are like a cloud, not to mention those elders, if it is really not restricted from the people of the Refining Guild to participate, the final prize of this refining competition will definitely be monopolized by the Refining Guild.

"Next, we have our referees to sit at the front of the VIP area." Several steady old men walked over and sat in front of the VIP area in front of Mu Xiaofeng and them.

Several of these old men were old men that Mu Xiaofeng had seen in the Refining Guild a few days ago, and the one in the middle was a dedicated master.

As soon as he came to the stage, his eyes couldn't stop searching below, and he finally found Mu Xiaofeng under a group of big umbrellas.

Mu Xiaofeng was applauding him, smiling at him, and retracted his gaze.

At this time, snowflakes suddenly drifted out of the sky.

September is already autumn, although it is autumn, but it is the first time she has encountered the event of snowfalling snow in September, and there must be a demon when things are abnormal!

"Ahh Why is it snowing? It's so weird! Immediately, there was a deep and shallow discussion below.

The snowflakes fell and melted quickly on her face, leaving only a slice of water on her face.

"Mo Chen, the Holy Son of the Temple of Light, arrives at night." The host on the high platform suddenly spoke, and couldn't help but startle the audience sitting below, even Mu Xiaofeng was puzzled, what the hell is Mo Chenye doing?

Dressed in a holy white robe, three thousand silver threads were not pulled up, and naturally hung down on his waist, and with each step he took, the snowflakes in the sky became more intense.

They finally saw that the source of the snowflakes was on the body of His Highness the Holy Son, and they couldn't help but be shocked. No matter how cold this Holy Son is, snowflakes can float on his body.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew, and the snowflakes that surrounded Mo Chenye suddenly fell to the ground one by one, and the snowflakes finally stopped. Mo Chenye walked slowly on the high platform, standing in the center all the time, and then he stopped.

Showing an upside-down smile, Mu Xiaofeng sat at the bottom and clearly heard the sound of gasping when Mo Chenye smiled.

Although Mo Chenye was smiling, the depths of his eyes were as cold as a thousand-year-old ice.

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