The opening ceremony of the Heaven Dou Royal qualifiers was packed with people.
The stands surrounding the circular Soul Arena were filled to the brim with a dense sea of spectators.
From the brocade canopies of the noble section to the coarse clothes of the commoner section, from local spectators of Heaven Dou City to Soul Masters who had traveled from distant provinces.
Tens of thousands of eyes were fixed on the enormous Soul Battle Platform at the center of the arena.
The VIP seats were positioned at the highest point directly facing the Soul Battle Platform. Xue Ye sat in the center, with Crown Prince Xue Qinghe and Prince Xue Xing seated to either side.
Ning Fengzhi of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, Sword Dao Chen Xin, and Bone Douluo took their seats in turn.
Poison Douluo Dugu Bo reclined in the seat at the very edge, his emerald-green eyes half-lidded. He looked drowsy, but his gaze was sharp as lightning.
Below them, the sect leaders and elders filled two entire rows. They exchanged pleasantries, yet within three sentences, the topic inevitably returned to the hottest team of the day.
Heaven Dou Third Team, one person.
After the news spread, it had fermented throughout Heaven Dou City for half a month. The odds offered by the gambling houses had dropped from an outrageous one-to-twenty to one-to-five.
There were so many people betting that he would lose the first match that they could line up from Heaven Dou City's eastern gate to its western gate.
In the stands, some waved their betting slips and loudly discussed the odds. Others whispered that "Little Brother Needs More Practice" was that masked spear immortal from the Great Soul Arena.
Some had come purely to watch Heaven Dou Royal Advanced Academy make fools