"Brad, Tsunami Brad..."
"It's apt that with your name of Tsunami, I shall forge my momentum."
Simonyi withdrew his gaze, his expression dark, his eyelids drooping. He slowly turned around, ignoring the stares of the crowd, and led the group from the East Eight Gates into the Guild Hall.
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The Guild Hall hosting the Federation Combat Tournament was named Liu Guang. The Liu Guang Pavilion had vast grounds with all kinds of facilities and had even undergone architectural expansion to better suit the theme of the great combat competition.
As the group from the East Eight Gates walked along, they saw the beautifully maintained environment, the majestic layout, and the disciples of the Puppet School standing on both sides of the key intersections. All in black Devil Fighting Suits with mysterious characters, which, though made of fabric, had the contour and sharp angles of armor, exuding a fierce aura.