The unexpected incident in the semifinals had done nothing to dampen the audience's fervor.
Every ticket outlet was packed with people, but what dissatisfied everyone was that, despite this being the finals, the number of tickets released was nearly a quarter lower than during the semifinals. This caused the difficulty of obtaining tickets to soar.
From beginning to end, the officials gave no explanation.
If not for their fear of the armed soldiers stationed at the ticket outlets, this dissatisfaction would likely have erupted immediately.
Amid such an atmosphere, time passed. After everyone happily spent two leisurely days, the final day of the Continental Advanced Soul Master Elite Tournament arrived as scheduled.
Yet when the spectators gradually arrived on the outskirts of Mingdu, every single one of them was stunned. The Competition Stage, originally one hundred and fifty meters in diameter, had become two hundred meters across, covering an enormous area.
It was not just the Competition Stage that had changed; the Audience Area had changed as well. Even the seating closest to the Competition Stage was now a full five hundred meters away.
To be honest, for an audience composed mostly of ordinary people, the view from such a distance was far from clear.
It was like watching tiny figures.
Perhaps taking that into consideration, the Audience Area had been fitted with far more Soul Tool Screens than before, all of them aimed directly at the Competition Stage.
"What is this supposed to be?"
"Setting aside the reduced number of tickets, we bought tickets to watch the fights directly. So after paying, all we can do is watch Soul Tool Screens?"
"Were the people from the Sun Moon Organizing Committee kicked in the head by a donkey?"
The Audience Area was filled with discussion and complaints.
Yet no one