With the arrival of warriors from Wang's Auction House, the entire underside of the competition stage became lively.

What happened at Wang's Auction House was related to the mysterious young alchemist on the stage, so it naturally attracted wide attention.

Knowing that Qin Ming distributed tens of billions of Origin Stones, everyone who heard it gasped. While applauding Qin Ming's actions, they also regretted why they were not at the Wang Family Auction House last night.

"Qin Ming..."

"Qin Ming."

"Qin Ming!"

"..."

I don't know who yelled, and there was a deafening sound in the arena.

They used their own voices to cheer for Qin Ming on the stage.

All the warriors present knew that Qin Ming had the potential to become a dragon alchemist.

And everything that happened last night told them that Qin Ming is a generous and compassionate alchemist.

If such a person can grow up and become a Long Alchemist, it will undoubtedly be their blessing.

The road of martial arts is difficult, and any opportunity should not be let go.

And Qin Ming, who sincerely helped them, was naturally supported by them sincerely.

The boundless enthusiasm, wave after wave, is cheering for Qin Ming.

The words Qin Ming echoed throughout Lancheng, and countless warriors heard their shouts.

"What's going on?" Qianqiu had just put Yuanzhi, the heaven-level detoxification pill, into the pill furnace, when he heard the shouts from the audience.

The sound was too loud, as if someone was directing.

Listening to this enthusiastic voice, they seemed to be cheering for Qin Ming.

"What happened? Why does Qin Ming have so many supporters?" Qian Qiu looked at the crowd below, with cold sweat on his forehead.

Fighting to the death with Qin Ming who has so many supporters, he was under great pressure.

From their fanatical eyes, he seemed to see the loathing and hatred towards himself.

There were human heads all over the place, and in everyone's eyes, he saw a murderous look, as if he had done something unforgivable and outrageous.

The crowd was excited.

Aroused by the murderous intent of so many people, Qianqiu's mental quality was not very good, and with a shake of his hand, the flame of the alchemy furnace also shook and went out.

When he reacts, the whole furnace pill can be declared scrapped directly, and there is no possibility of saving it.

"Dead, dead, my pill furnace is useless again." Looking at the extinguished flame in the pill furnace, Qianqiu wanted to cry but had no tears.

"No, I can't watch them, and I can't be influenced by the audience below." Qianqiu took a deep breath, pulled himself together, and went to the source shelf to choose a piece of Yuan Zhi, a heaven-level detoxification pill.

He stabilized his mood, turned a deaf ear to the shouts of the warriors below, and planned to concentrate on alchemy.

Just as Yuan Zhi was put into the alchemy furnace, there was a voice in his heart that kept wandering.

"You are dead, Qianqiu, you are dead, no matter whether you can win Qin Ming or not, you are dead."

With a shake of his hand, this pot of elixir was scrapped again.

The shouts of the warriors below are not meant to be blocked if they want to.

Alchemy originally required concentration, with an audience by his side, with his strength as a snake alchemist, although he had influence, he could still successfully refine the elixir.

But now they all suddenly supported Qin Ming, and their undisguised killing intent told him that even if he could win the game and kill Qin Ming, he still wouldn't be able to get out of Lancheng.

There are rules in Lancheng, and fighting is not allowed, let alone killing.

Coupled with the fact that the city guards were nearby, logically speaking, he should be safe.

But once the crowd gets excited, the city guards probably won't be able to protect him.

Another one, these city guards are originally from Lancheng, and the audience below are also from Lancheng. Will the city guards offend all Lancheng warriors for him?

Needless to say, this is absolutely impossible.