Amid the sound of the downpour outside, Bai Zhi woke up in bed.
A second ago, his consciousness had still been waiting in line in that white space. Yet the next moment, all he saw was a hazy darkness.
"...Has the challenge already begun?"
Raising an eyebrow slightly, Bai Zhi did not immediately sit up. Instead, he first roughly assessed the condition of his body.
"My skills and equipment have all been Sealed. My current physical condition is probably only at the level of an ordinary person... Is this a preliminary elimination stage for the challenge, or something else?"
Compared with Qi Guang Meng Xing and the others outside, Bai Zhi had learned the number of his opponents earlier.
The system naturally could not make such an unfair arrangement as three hundred against one. For the sake of fairness, it would inevitably set up a necessary elimination stage at the beginning.
...Just as he had guessed.
Those qualified to challenge Hall of Fame Players like them were bound to be Elites. Accordingly, the difficulty of this so-called preliminary elimination stage might be astonishing...
Crash.
Just as Bai Zhi was pondering these matters, the sound of something like a vase falling from a high place and shattering came through the door.
That sound seemed to be some kind of signal. Along with it, an unfamiliar new memory suddenly flooded into Bai Zhi's mind.
After Bai Zhi digested that unfamiliar memory as quickly as possible, his expression turned strange for a moment. But it soon returned to calm, and he put on the appearance of someone who had been awakened by the noise outside the door.
After thinking for a moment, Bai Zhi threw off the covers and sat up in bed.
And at that exact moment, the live streams officially began.