Foreboding shadows casted over the battlefield.
Finally, it was the moment many were waiting for.
They reached the top 50 fighters. Things should have gone the way it has always gone in the past, with the lowest points among the top 50 starting. However, the Arena Host had a sly look in his eyes—One that spelled trouble.
“Esteemed guests… This year, you’re all in luck.” He began. "This year, we’ll do things RANDOMLY.”
Son of s Fish!
What does he mean by randomly?
The question echoed through the minds of many. But soon, smiles began to creep on their faces, under the unsettling anticipation that gripped the air.
They understood. How could they not?
Flying naked lady–Fairy Yimu, and Mr. Buttlip—Zi Hao, slowly revealed menacing sneers that looked like they were trying to hold in FARTS.
Have you ever seen anyone intertwined in anger and happiness at the same time?
“This…”