While the other Princes had retreated to their respective Kingdom Corners as the third trial grounds were prepared, Ryu obviously did no such thing. Instead, he quietly meditated near the edge of the arena, once more increasing his Mental Realm to its peak state.
He was very close to accomplishing his goals here. The first trap had already been laid. Now, all that remained for him to do was win. He didn't care how many odds were stacked up against him, nor did he care about the killing intent filled gazes that stared daggers toward him. If they believed that this was enough to shake the Heir of the Tatsuya Clan, they were sorely mistaken.
The bottom of the battle arena began to slowly split apart. It was a grand display, the image of several hundred meters worth of land giving way astonished the crowd that very rarely saw such displays. This definitely wasn't something that could be seen in the lower Planes and was the product of years of preparation, all for this day.
