Sitting inside the arena, the cheers from the surroundings could be heard initially, as the battles outside the stage were being finalized. The contrast between the cheers and the silence reigning on the stage was stark, until a third party suddenly entered the fray.
Unlike the masked group and the invisible team, the third group had been living under the spotlight for the past two days, basking in all the attention and respect they garnered for reaching the finals.
"Haha, I see we're all here," the last entrant said. He was a towering man, his body taut, muscles rippling under his skin. He was the complete opposite of Hui Yue, his tanned skin, black hair, and black eyes distinct from Hui Yue's fair complexion and fiery demeanor. Yet, deep within his eyes was unwavering resolve to win—eerily similar to the steely determination glinting in Yan Xiaobao's icy blue gaze.
