The losers have returned

The masked man's words made Feng Tian want to know his real identity even more. Should he ask his master about this? His master had not visited him lately. Only the master's people came to deliver the medicine for practice.

"We should go."

"Right. That's enough rest."

People started to leave the lounge to return to the battlefield. Bai Zhe could sense the aggressive will from that platinum-haired man who called himself Mr. H.

Before this, the staff had checked the field where the fire was occurring. However, they were surprised that they could not find the trail of using any equipment or anything that could ignite the fire. Thus, they adjusted the field surface and used a huge machine to place gigantic stone plates to create battlefields immediately.

"Please give a round of applause for the 64 finalists." The host saw that the participants started to enter the field, so he continued his work immediately.