C1026 Xiao Qiu thought.

"Xiao Yan, Young Master Xiao!"

A startled cry came from the crowd. A blue figure spanned across the sky and slowly landed on one of the white Battle stage.

His blue clothes fluttered in the wind, his long hair fluttered in the wind, his eyes were like the stars, and his face was sharp as if he had been slashed by a blade.

His face revealed a faint arrogance, but it was not repulsive