Chapter 220

"There is a boss here, what are you afraid of?"

Liu Ruyu gave Wei Yi a glance, then cast her gaze to Luo Chuan behind the counter.

The boss's strength was unfathomable, and his consistent and calm expression reassured everyone.

"It makes sense." Wei Yi thought for a while and nodded in agreement.

At this time, Bai Lao and the others noticed the current situation.

There was only one bottle of Qiongyelu, obviously a limited supply, and only one person could buy it.

"There is only one bottle of Qiongyelu. What do you all think?" Xia Yuan looked around and squinted slightly.

The last time he didn't compete for the Qiongyelu was because Ying Wuji had been waiting for it for a while. Moreover, both sides were familiar with Ying Wuji's lack of vitality, so Xia Yuan didn't contest it.

Now, naturally, he wouldn't be so polite.

"Naturally, those who are predestined will get it." Liu Rumei smiled slightly, her eyes full of charm. "How about you give it to a little girl?"

If it were an ordinary cultivator, they might have been swayed by her charm. However, the cultivation level of everyone present was no less than Liu Rumei's, and no one was greatly affected.

"Predestined? I think those who have the ability will get it!" Fifth Tyrant Sword's words were full of a murderous air.

He looked at the others, and there was a strong sense of battle in his eyes.

Seeing that a few people were about to fight, an untimely flat voice suddenly sounded.

"Origin Mall rules: disturbances are prohibited in the store. Offenders will be held responsible for the consequences."

There seemed to be magic in the voice, as if it directly resounded in everyone's hearts!

Luo Chuan had stood up for some time, his expression calm.

Looking closely, those dark eyes were like black holes, as if they could swallow everything!

Everyone shuddered.

When Luo Chuan didn't make a move, he looked like a harmless young man.

Therefore, everyone subconsciously ignored him.

But now, they had truly seen a scary glimpse of Luo Chuan!

"Boss, how could we make trouble in Origin Mall?" Ji Wuhui explained with a dry smile.

"Yes, don't worry, boss, we will definitely abide by the rules." Xia Yuan also quickly agreed.

Although the boss looked calm as always, this time, they had felt the undercurrent of his calmness!

Luo Chuan nodded.

"But then again, how do we divide the Qiongyelu?" Looking around, Fifth Tyrant Sword asked the fundamental question.

"Isn't there a trial field? Why not take turns?" A chuckle came from the mouth of Yao Ziyan, who had just walked downstairs after delivering the cutlery.

"Arena?"

"Fight?"

Everyone's eyes lit up.

This was indeed a solution to the problem.

Settle it with strength!

There was a fiery look in Fifth Tyrant Sword's eyes.

Among the people present, he was definitely among the strongest in terms of combat effectiveness!

"This is a good way," Bai Lao nodded. "In the arena, everyone can have the same realm."

"How do you compare? There are eight people here!" Ying Wuji frowned, asking his own question.

Everyone was lost in thought, pondering ways to resolve the situation.

It was indeed somewhat difficult to choose the winner in an absolutely fair competition with eight people. In Tianlan Continent, such a situation was rare, so for a while, no one could think of a solution.