Please give me a recommendation ticket.
The next day was May Day.
Inside Heaven Spirit Arena, the crowd was roaring.
Soul dueling, a form of entertainment beloved by the masses, had a long history stretching back tens of thousands of years.
Although the official soul dueling events held in ordinary times might not be all that frequent, almost every city was equipped with an official Soul Duel Arena. Its popularity was much like the stadiums spread throughout every city in the Eastern Great Country.
The arena's outer walls were built from Cyan-Gray Giant Rocks, and under the shroud of daylight, they faintly gleamed with a rust-like dark red.
Twelve thick pillars were carved full of mysterious Soul Power runes, steadily supporting the Circular Dome that rose fifty meters high.
Cold Iron Chains unique to the northern border crisscrossed high overhead. As the draft swept through, the chains gave off a dull metallic tremor, startling the Bone Bells held in the mouths of the Bronze Beast Heads at the eaves into a buzzing chime.
Walking into the arena, the Circular Staircase plunged straight down thirty meters like a waterfall, magnificent in scale.
The central Soul Duel Stage had been meticulously carved from a single block of bluestone. Dark Purple Rock Marks seeped from its cracks, steaming into wisps of mist beneath the morning light, adding a touch of mystery to the entire Soul Duel Stage.
In the stands, fifty thousand black iron seats were arranged in neat rows. Under the refraction of the light, they were dyed a color like clotted blood, making people feel a wave of killing austerity rushing toward them before the match had even begun.
Wang Baoqiang stood before the contestants' area, staring at the shocking scene before him. He could not help widening his eyes