Luo Haoming sneered mockingly: "The time has come."
"The incense hasn't gone out." The referee glanced at Luo Haoming and said lightly with a sullen face.
But at the same time, his eyes were fixed on the direction of the door, and the anxiety in his eyes could not be concealed.
The sarcasm on Luo Haoming's face became stronger and stronger, and he sneered: "Then wait."
If Nangong Liuyun knew the appearance, he would definitely not appear at this time.
Because once the battle starts, the fists and feet have no eyes, and the time is dead or alive, but it is not his decision.
For a new star like him, any veteran genius has the desire to kill, including him Luo Haoming.
A bloodthirsty sneer slipped through Luo Haoming's eyes. He hoped that Nangong Liuyun would come over, because he really wanted to crush this rising star in the cradle.
Time passed minute by minute, and the incense was about to go out.
At this time, many people in the audience looked uncertain.
Emperor Jing's expression became more complicated.
Emperor Jing stared in the direction of the entrance, staring at it for a moment, for fear of missing a bit of information.
But no matter how tightly he stared at it, no matter how much he looked forward to, the figure of Nangong Liuyun never appeared in his eyes.
"How could this be!" Emperor Jing held his hand tightly, his eyes tangled.
The Eastern Jin is also a seed player like Nangong Liuyun. If he automatically abstains, then the Eastern Jin is basically over!
At this time, Emperor Jing had basically ruled out Su Luo.
As for the last time Su Luo was able to defeat Bei Chenying, Emperor Jing subconsciously thought that Bei Chenying was releasing water. In his opinion, in terms of real strength, Su Luo would be beaten to death as soon as he came to power, so he never had any expectations for Su Luo.
At the critical moment when Emperor Jing and everyone were looking forward to it, at the last moment when the incense was about to burn to the end—
Nangong Liuyun was long overdue.
Those pitch-black eyes shone with a look of contempt for the world, with bright eyes and white teeth, lips like dandruff, and the line of the lower jaw was as tough and cold as an aristocrat.
At this time, he was wearing a black robe, and a faint breeze blew past, and the fringes under the jade belt danced recklessly. He walked slowly with graceful steps, and his gestures showed dignity and elegance without losing his edge and domineering.
Under the attention of hundreds of thousands of people in the audience, Nangong Liuyun proudly walked to the front of the stage like a super strong man from ancient times.
Under everyone's attention, he stood indifferently in front of Luo Haoming.
In all fairness, Luo Haoming's appearance is really good, and his temperament is also outstanding. When Nangong Liuyun didn't appear, he was definitely the focus of the audience and the object of everyone's admiration.
But after Nangong Liuyun appeared, his body seemed to have a dazzling light like the sun. His natural leadership atmosphere and unparalleled personal charm deeply attracted everyone.
"As expected of His Royal Highness King Jin, just standing there makes people want to kneel down and worship with their legs." Some people in the crowd expressed such emotions.
Li Yaoyao was dumbfounded, watching Nangong Liuyun get closer and closer, and finally walked to the battle arena.
Her fists are clenched tightly! Why, he just wasn't sure to look down at her a little bit? Why can't such a wonderful man belong to her
Li Yaoyao bit her lower lip deeply, her lower lip quickly turned red, and blood dripped down.
On the stage, Nangong Liuyun stood as if no one else was standing beside him, his expression arrogant and indifferent.
Luo Haoming frowned slightly.