The Main Spirit Fighting Arena of the Suotuo Great Soul Arena was not as large as people imagined. In terms of area, it was only slightly larger than the other subsidiary arenas.
There was one difference, however: commoners were not allowed inside to watch. There were no open spectator stands around it, only enclosed private boxes.
Those enclosed boxes were not meant for commoners, but were reserved exclusively for noble guests.
The interior of every enclosed box was lavishly decorated.
Facing the Main Central Spirit Fighting Platform was an enormous pane of one-way crystal glass. Those inside could see outside clearly, but those outside could not glimpse even the slightest detail within.
Privacy was the priority.
After all, nearly every noble spectator allowed to watch here had powerful backing. None wanted to reveal their identity casually.
Moreover, these noble spectators often placed enormous bets. Concealing their identities became all the more necessary to prevent gambling disputes from arising between them.
Each enclosed box was built high enough to offer a sweeping, elevated view of the Main Central Spirit Fighting Platform.
The nobles wanted precisely that feeling of looking down from above, standing a cut above everyone else. Only then could their pride, superiority, and distinction be properly highlighted.
Compared with the other subsidiary arenas of the Suotuo Great Soul Arena, the Main Spirit Fighting Arena was considerably quieter.
To maintain their noble and elegant image, the aristocratic spectators did not shout and cheer like ordinary commoners.
Of course, there were inevitably a few childish nobles who cared nothing for appearances. They hollered inside their boxes, their voices transmitted into the Main Spirit Fighting Arena through a special system.
That was where the clamor that had just reached Yu Xiaogang and his nephew Yu Tianheng came from.
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