"Gah! My eyes!"
"Yo! Even if I go blind, I have to see who won!"
Inside the arena, the white light gradually faded. Everyone's heart clenched as they waited to see the outcome.
"So damn intense! Hurry up and disappear, you fucking white light! I want to see the result!"
"Blazing Fire definitely won! Fuck, they'd better have! How could seven people working together still fucking lose to one Ma Hongjun!"
"Captain Huo Wushuang was incredibly brave! Those turtles hiding in their shells at Shrek couldn't compare!"
"Bull-fucking-shit! Fire Phoenix Ma Hongjun took on seven by himself! Fuck, the Fire Phoenix is invincible!"
"Did the Blazing Fire supporters burn their brains out? How could they possibly beat Shrek?"
The spectators were feverishly excited. If the results took any longer, they would be launching into a second round themselves.
"Can't these people quiet down?" Xue Luochuan clicked his tongue in the VIP seats. His eagerness to see the result had made him impatient, too.
"They're all passionate about this. Don't be too hard on the spectators, big brother." Xue Qinghe shook his head with a wry smile, trying to soothe Xue Luochuan.
"Still, this really is strange. Most of the white light has faded, but we still can't make out what's happening on the platform. It's as though something is covering it." Xue Haicang noticed this and stared intently at the Battle Platform, pondering.
The referees sensed the powerful Soul Power fluctuations within settling down. After determining that nothing was wrong, they switched off the protective barrier.
The white light disappeared completely, replaced by a vast expanse of hazy fog.
"Gah! What the hell is that?"
The spectators were startled by the sudden fog. Freed from the protective barrier's confines, it kept spreading outward.
"Isn't this-" Dai Mubai sensed the fog,