"LETS GET STARTED THEN!!!" The host shouted again loudly.
"YEAA!!" The spectator's didn't fail to provide either.
"HERE ARE THE RULES!" As the host shouted, a holographic chart opened up revealing 10 blank spots, immediately above it another chart opened up, explaining the rules.
"In the first half, the contestants will be made to strike the drum of fate, only those who dish out the highest amount of muscle power will be able to get on the top 10 and be allowed to compete for the next round tomorrow. But despite calling it muscle power, every one is allowed to any means to dish out their highest numbers. Of course, not allowing potions or outside support into the mix. Well then, ladies and gentlemen, without further ado, LETS GET STARTED!!" The host shouted in pure excitement.
The lights shut down, the spotlight successfully managing to catch everyone's attention. Under the spotlight, a heavy metal plate was being carried forward by ten men.
