Inside the Royal Sports Arena, beneath an artificial night sky glittering with starlight, the roar of a million spectators crashed like a physical wave over the massive central battle platform, which was etched with reinforcing Runes.
A spotlight suddenly snapped on, illuminating the two young men walking out from the tunnels on either side.
On one side was Zhao Qing, clad in the deep blue battle robes of North Netherworld Academy.
He had a powerful build and a resolute face, his eyes burning with undisguised battle lust and confidence.
He waved to the stands on both sides, drawing a wave of cheers from the audience.
On the other side was Gu Ming himself. Having shed his Shadow Cloak, he stepped into the spotlight and walked onto the field with a calm demeanor.
