Bibi Dong Cried in Anger Afterwards; Qian Renxue's Soul-Searching Question: Do You Have Another Identity?

When he arrived at Soto Fighting Spirit Arena, the area around the building was nearly packed solid with people.

The place was a sea of people, bustling and clamorous.

The entrance to the Fighting Spirit Arena was even more shoulder-to-shoulder.

Anyone who didn't know better would have thought they had arrived at a marketplace.

They all seemed to be people who wanted to get inside and watch the excitement.

Could 0000 himself really be inside Soto Fighting Spirit Arena?

Chi Xiu was bewildered. If 0000 himself was inside, then who was he?

Still, the real thing could not be faked, and the fake could not become real. If someone was making a high-quality imitation of him, they would eventually be exposed.

Compared to that, though, something else surprised him even more.

Only five days had passed, yet the rumors surrounding the Masked Union had already fermented to such a jaw-dropping extent.

Whether Spirit Hall had deliberately intensified its efforts to stir up public opinion or for some other reason, these young people were utterly obsessed with the Masked Union hosted by Spirit Hall.

Especially Number 0000, who had shone so brilliantly within it—himself.

In fact, the Masked Union had indeed caused a huge sensation outside.

Many passersby voiced their approval. Whoever in Spirit Hall had come up with such an interesting event had done an incredible job creating an air of mystery around everyone.

It was just a pity that the Masked Union had been held for Spirit Masters.

But now that they had gotten word of it, the ordinary people declared that they had to hold one outside as well and have some fun!

Yet things developed more and more outrageously. This group had forcibly turned the Masked Union into a massive cosplay convention.

They had no interest in