The first top lady

Ding Tongyun was delighted to think that Song Yixuan would lose to the Lanlumeng, but the final result was completely beyond her expectations.

"How is this possible?" Ding Tongyun widened his eyes with an expression of disbelief, and muttered to himself: "How is it possible for a person to distinguish the three kinds of wine in that small cup, and even smell the snow water from Tianshan Mountain?" You know, even experienced wine tasters may not be able to detect these details.

Just play chess, what kind of chess is it to overturn the chessboard? How could Lu Qishan, who cares so much about chess ethics, turn a blind eye to Song Yixuan's behavior and not even show the slightest anger?

"Song Yixuan!" Ding Tongyun stared at Song Yixuan who was standing on the stage, with sparks of anger and jealousy flashing in his eyes, and his teeth chattering as if he wanted to eat the other person alive.

If she hadn't just been slapped by Lu Jianlan, she might have rushed up and asked if there was something fishy going on in the competition.

She didn't even dare to fight back against the deputy leader of the Red Eagle Gang, so how could she dare to offend the leader of the Blue Alliance?

"Next, the Huangdao Association will participate in the competition."

Liao Shanpo, the vice president of Huangdao Society, was about to send someone to the stage, but was preempted by the sudden arrival of the president Huangpizi.

"I want to solve this problem myself!" The yellow-skinned man's voice was always hoarse, rough and harsh like frosted wood. In addition, his deliberately low voice, which he wanted to demonstrate and repel Liao Shanpo, made people feel creepy and shudder.

Although Liao Shanpo was unwilling, he had no choice but to give in in the face of such a situation.

Although the yellow fox had not shown up before, it had been observing the wind direction in secret.

The Heili Hall wanted to fight to the end with Qiongtian Yuzhe, while the Baizhu Sect was clearly letting them win. The Lanlu League was prepared to compete seriously at first, but was probably impressed by Song Yixuan's ability later and was inclined to favor Qiongtian Yuzhe.

Although the Red Eagle Gang had not yet entered the arena, Song Yixian should be able to defeat Ma Biao with his ability. In this way, the key to the problem fell on him.

If Song Yizhen loses, Qiongtian Yuzhuo will be divided up. But with the strength of the Huangdao Society in the Forbidden City, he may not get much of this "cake".

But if he also gave Song Yixian convenience, it would be better for Guan Qian to be in charge of the Forbidden City than for him to be suppressed by the Black Li Hall. Moreover, Guan Qian might even "help" him because of his "favor" today.

The Blue Alliance only rarely gets involved in these things, but they have always been very strong. And the old man Lu Qishan has the most unique vision. Since Lu Qishan can still choose to stand on Song Yixian's side when Song Yixian lost two games in a row, he might as well give Lu Qishan a try.

Even if you gamble, bet big.

Huang Pizi said, "There is an auction house in Huangdaohui, and they have auctioned many good things. But some of the real and fake items give us a headache. We received three of these paintings at once yesterday, but only one was real. I wonder if Miss Song can help distinguish one or two."

Song Yizhen did not make any comment.

help?

This man's word choice is really exquisite.

Huang Pizi smiled slightly and continued, "If Miss Song can help me, I will be grateful. From now on, the No. 1 private room in the auction house will belong to Miss Song."

Song Yixuan looked at the yellow-skinned man without any concealment.

Although this person's voice was not pleasant to the ear, his rhetoric was extraordinary. With just a few words, he changed the nature of this "contest".

Isn't this a clear olive branch to her?

Who among those present did not understand the profound meaning of this?

She only raised the corners of her mouth slightly and responded calmly: "President Huang, let's have a competition. Just bring out any questions you have."

Seeing that Huangpizi was showing signs of defecting, Ding Tongyun could no longer sit still and hurried to find Ma Biao.

Huangpizi made a gesture and the three paintings were placed in front of Song Yixian one by one.

"Then follow the rules of the competition. Find the real one and Miss Song will win."

Song Yixuan's eyes swept across the three paintings, and the corners of his mouth curled up unconsciously.

If the Baizhu Sect is sincere in letting the water go, then the Huangpizi can only follow the wind and change their attitude.

Except for one painting that looks real, the other two look like they were drawn by a novice. If only one of them was real, anyone would be able to tell it apart.

The yellow-skinned man really came to give her points.

However, Song Yixuan said, "Oh, they are all fake."

Huangpizi's expression froze. This answer was beyond his expectation. He had clearly given the correct answer. How could he still be talking nonsense?

"President Huang, you've been cheated." Song Yixuan had no expertise in identifying calligraphy and paintings. If it weren't for the authentic one in her hands, she would have said that one of them was the real thing.

"This……"

"It's really here with me. If President Huang likes it, just bring money and buy it."

Huangpizi called an appraisal expert, who confirmed that the three paintings were indeed fakes.

His face looked a little ugly, but he tried to keep himself calm and composed when he looked at Song Yixuan, "Miss Song, I still have some business to deal with at the auction house, so I'll take my leave first. You can come to the Tianzihao private room anytime."

This painting is the highlight of tomorrow's auction, and many big shots are here for this auction item. If something goes wrong with this auction item, his auction house will be seriously damaged.

The yellow-skinned man was in a hurry, his back hurried, "Notify Xuanwu Hall and immediately check the origin of this painting. We must find the person tonight."

"Yes."

"Immediately ask the people from Qinglong Hall to come and see me..."

……

Huangpizi gave several orders in a row. It seems that tomorrow's auction is really important to Huangdaohui.

Liao Shanpo sat in the first row, glancing sideways at the slightly anxious and heavy back of the yellow-skinned man as he left with eyes as cold as a knife, and a barely perceptible cold light flashed in the corner of his eyes.

Jing Rong went on stage and announced, "Since there is no authentic copy, and Miss Song has successfully seen through the trap set by President Huang, then Miss Song will win the fourth contest."

Song Yixuan also found it funny. What did "the trap set for her by the yellow-skinned man" mean?

It seems that to be able to become a notary in the forbidden area, one must be good at speaking. He must not let the president of the Huangdao Society lose face in front of everyone, but at the same time he must praise her.

The host introduced: "Next, it is the last round of competition. Please invite the representatives of the Red Eagle Gang to the stage."

Ding Tongyun stood under the dim shadows of the trees, her eyes fixed on the five burly, muscular men who were walking onto the arena. The corners of her mouth lifted slightly in a smug smile.

Song Yixuan, no matter whether you win or lose, I want you to lose face this time.

The people from Heilitang quickly cleaned up the arena and surrounded the entire arena.

Ma Biao said: "These five people are the top fighters trained by our Red Eagle Gang. With the coordination of the formation, they have reached the level of being invincible in attack and battle."

There was a discussion off the field.

"Does the Red Eagle Gang want to beat us up?"

"I heard that these five guys can kill a cow with one punch."

"I think she's going to die on the stage."

"Let alone five people, I can't even beat one person's fist."

"Even if she wins this time, she will be crippled if not dead. If it were me, I would just admit defeat. At least I can keep my life."

"I was wondering why the Red Eagle Gang was the last one to go on stage. If the fight had started earlier, she might not have survived the competition."

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