It was not yet seven and a half ke into the afternoon.
Realizing the time was nearly up, Li Su left the dormitory and returned to the waiting room.
Before long, the announcement sounded again.
"7966, please prepare!"
Hearing it, Li Su stretched his body and headed down the passageway, arriving at the arena.
At this moment, there were quite a few people in the stands.
There were already over two thousand spectators. In all four sections of the stands, people stood in groups of twos and threes, silently watching the ring.
The moment Li Su emerged from the passageway and entered everyone's sight, he immediately felt countless burning gazes fall upon him.
People from the Frenzy Faction?
Feeling the silent pressure within those stares, Li Su's eyes flickered slightly.
Since this was a conflict between factions, he was not at all surprised that people from the Frenzy Faction had appeared. Still, he had not expected so many to come on the very first afternoon. The level of infighting was truly brutal.
If he were not involved himself, faced with this scene, he would probably have taken pleasure in their misfortune.
After all, they were all alien races—enemies of the Mythical Realm. The more fiercely they fought among themselves, the better it was for the Mythical Realm.
Unfortunately, he had been dragged into it as well.
It seemed the people from this morning were all gone.
Sweeping his gaze over the stands, now filled almost entirely with unfamiliar faces, Li Su blinked, gaining an entirely new understanding of the situation between the Frenzy Faction and the Technique Faction.
The Technique Faction was no longer merely being severely suppressed. Even its own stronghold had become enemy territory.
Senior, you need to move faster. In this atmosphere, if they keep failing to