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"Going to the Central Battlefield to compete is indeed a good choice." Ji Huan said, "Have you noticed that the people fighting in the Central Battlefield are all warriors, not magicians."

Everyone recalled that it seemed that they had never seen any magician's competition.

"So, what do you think? If there is a battle between magicians, will it explode?"

Ji Huan yawned and said, "I think we should meet with the center's battlefield manager tomorrow and discuss a big deal with them."

"This way, we will be the only ones!" Ningge Eli obviously understood Ji Huan's intention.

Naturally, others thought of it too.

Ji Huan nodded, and seeing that everyone understood what she meant, she said, "Then I will go back to my room to practice. Although I didn't do anything all day, I still feel more tired than fighting monsters."

It was so late and everyone else was feeling tired. After hearing what Ji Huan said, they all went back to their rooms.

The next morning.

Ji Huan and his group once again came to the central battlefield.

Although it was morning, there were quite a few people in the central battlefield.

Many people had a pair of red and bloodshot eyes, and were shouting non-stop around the fighting stage. It was obvious that they had been up all night.

When the middle-aged man yesterday saw Ji Huan and the others, his scalp suddenly went numb.

Why are these people here again!

"Who do you want to bet on to win today?" asked the middle-aged man with a smile that was uglier than crying.

Ji Huan adopted a negotiating attitude and said, "We are not betting today... We want to meet your steward."

When he heard the first half of the sentence, the middle-aged man was delighted. When he heard the second half, a hesitant expression appeared on his face.

"No way?" Ji Huan said, "If not, forget it. Let's place our bets. This time, we'll bet on..."

"Wait, wait..." The middle-aged man interrupted Ji Huan's next words and said, "Of course you can. I'll report to the manager right away."

After saying that, the middle-aged man walked away at a very fast pace, fearing that if he walked too slowly, these people would place bets again.

After a while.

The middle-aged man came back and said to Ji Huan and his group, "Everyone, please follow me. Our steward is waiting for you upstairs."

A group of people followed the middle-aged man to the door of a room on the third floor.

The middle-aged man knocked on the door.

"come in."

Ji Huan frowned, wondering if she had heard this voice somewhere before.

Ningge Eli leaned close to Ji Huan's ear and said, "Do you think this voice sounds familiar?"

Ji Huan glanced at Ningge Eli and said, "It does sound familiar."

The middle-aged man pushed open the door, turned sideways and said to Beishan Eli, "Everyone, please go in."

Beishan Eli and Ji Huan looked at each other and walked into the room.

After everyone entered the room, the middle-aged man silently closed the door.

"It was you who caused the center to lose a large amount of magic crystals in the battlefield yesterday?" The man sitting behind the table slowly raised his head.

It was a very ordinary face.

"It's you!"

Ji Huan did not expect that the person in charge of the central battlefield would be Shang Chun, the junior president of the Magicians' Guild.

There was also surprise in Shang Chun's eyes. Although Ji Huan and the others were wearing masks, he still recognized them.

Shang Chun smiled and said, "So it's you guys."

After spending a few days together at the exchange meeting, they were not familiar with Shang Chun, but at least they were not strangers to him.

The atmosphere in the air immediately became much more relaxed.

"I really didn't expect that after leaving Chunfeng Town, we would meet again in the central battlefield. In fact, I would rather meet in the Magician's Guild." Shang Chun said in a gentle tone.

Ji Huan smiled and changed the subject, "Why is the young president here as the manager of the central battlefield?"

Shang Chun didn't say much, just said, "I represent the Magicians Guild."

Ji Huan nodded and talked about the main reason they came here.

"We want the center to negotiate a deal with the battlefield."

"Oh!" Shang Chun asked, "What business?"

Ji Huan raised her eyes, looked at Shang Chun, and said, "It seems that the battles in the central battlefield are all fought by warriors, and there don't seem to be any magicians."

Shang Chun was stunned when he heard this, and then said, "Indeed not."

There is a Magician's Guild. In fact, there are quite a few magicians in the central city. Two-thirds of the magicians in the southern continent are in the central city.

But no magician has ever wanted to come to the center of the battlefield to compete.

As for why, perhaps only the magicians themselves understand.

"Do you want to go to the right platform?" Although it was a question, Shang Chun's tone was affirmative.

Ji Huan uttered a word with great force, "Yes."

"Can you make the decision on this matter?" Ji Huan asked.

Shang Chun chuckled and said, "I can't be a manager, but as the junior president of the Magician Guild, I can."

Next, the two sides began to discuss the division of interests.

After two hours of discussion, both parties were finally satisfied.

"It's a pleasure to work with you, Manager Shang." Ji Huan extended her right hand towards Shang Chun.

Shang Chun was stunned for a moment.

Ji Huan finally reacted and was about to withdraw her hand when Shang Chun extended his right hand and said, "Happy cooperation."

Looking at the two people who stretched out their right hands but did not hold each other, Ji Huan remained silent.

Shang Chun asked: "Is there something wrong?"

Ji Huan shook her head and said, "Yes, that's right." Then she withdrew her right hand.

Beishan Eli and others nearby always felt that something was strange, but they didn't know what.

After leaving the central battlefield, Ningge Eli finally couldn't help but ask, "Ji Huan, what does this mean?"

Ji Huan looked at the right hand that Ningge Eli stretched out and said seriously, "This is a kind of etiquette in my hometown."

Everyone said they understood that some places do have some strange etiquette.

……

After they left, the central battlefield began to widely publicize the news of the battle between magicians.

Soon, the news swept across the entire central city like a tornado.

"Have you heard? There will be a battle between magicians and warriors in the central battlefield tomorrow."

"I heard about it, I heard about it, our whole family is going to watch it tomorrow."

"What? The whole family is going. How many people in your family can buy so many tickets?"

"Tickets? What tickets?"

"Don't you know? There are so many people who want to watch the battle between the magician and the warrior, so only those who have bought tickets can go in and watch."

"..."

Magicians Guild.

"Have you asked? Who will be on the fighting stage tomorrow?" asked a magician.

The other magicians shook their heads.

These magicians all know each other, so there is no reason why they can't find anyone.

"Why not ask the Young President?" someone suggested.

But he was quickly rejected, "Forget it, we'll know tomorrow anyway."

Although these magicians looked calm, they were actually very excited.