Two hours later, the largest fighting arena in Cloud Frost City was already packed with spectators.
All sixty-four contestants had arrived!
Livestreams had been activated simultaneously in hundreds of cities across the entire server.
Yet Cloud Frost City's online viewership utterly crushed that of every other city.
It couldn't be helped.
Yang Shan's current "record" was simply too outstanding.
If Battle Through the Heavens were to rank its Players in a popularity chart now,
Yang Shan would undoubtedly be the overwhelming number one!
The fighting grounds were divided into four smaller arenas—east, south, west, and north—with one large central arena.
At that moment, the sixty-four contestants stood in neat rows, eight across and eight deep.
Looking at the sea of people around him, Chao Bafang's heart pounded, and even his voice trembled slightly.
"Great God, there are so many people!"
Yang Shan asked, "Nervous?"
"Yeah. It's my first time facing this many people."
Watching matches in the game was divided into online and offline viewing.
Offline viewing meant coming directly to the spectator area.
What was the biggest difference compared to forums or the game's built-in livestreams?
The atmosphere!
Of course, when watching directly from the spectator area, people could also shout their lungs out.
The Players competing could hear them.
It wasn't like online livestreams.
With waves upon waves of scrolling comments, the competing Players couldn't see any of them.
Yang Shan also glanced around.
There were conservatively estimated to be over a hundred thousand people in the spectator area alone.
"It really is lively."
Yang Shan felt somewhat nostalgic.
In his previous life, he had once stood among the spectators, cheering for other Players.
He had also made it to the finals, but had never achieved anything particularly eye-catching.
But now—
It was time for others to cheer