Red and White Round Ball (Ten Thousand Characters Daily)

When Number Ninety-Six and Number Ninety-Eight saw Huo Yuhao and the other two, they both shuddered instinctively.

None of those three was someone to be trifled with. The woman was formidable, and the man was even more so. Any one of them could probably crush the two brothers into pulp.

Number Ninety-Six and Number Ninety-Eight had arrived rather late that day. Not long after taking their seats, staff came to inform them that the match was about to begin.

When they entered the Golden Hall again, they immediately became the center of attention in the magnificent, bustling hall.

With only six people remaining, the Competition Stage in the Golden Hall had become much more spacious, clearly divided into three sections.

Each section had two enlarged Soul Tool crafting tables.

Three round tables had also been placed in the center of the Competition Stage.

Every table was piled high with Rare Metals, which were the prizes for today's winners.

Huo Yuhao and his two companions, along with Numbers Ninety-Six and Ninety-Eight, were led into a passage behind the Competition Stage instead of entering through the Golden Hall's main entrance as usual.

Besides the five of them, a young man around twenty-seven or twenty-eight had already been waiting there, his face brimming with excitement.

According to the information, he was a Fifth Level Soul Engineer, the weakest among the six.

If Huo Yuhao remembered correctly, he should have been Number Eighty-Five.

Onstage, a handsome young man dressed in glittering golden clothes strode up.

"Greetings, esteemed guests. I am the master of ceremonies for this match. You may call me A Jin. I will be providing commentary for today's competition."

The moment they heard that the match was about to begin, the audience in the Golden Hall grew excited. Cheers and whistles rang