"THE LAST SELECTION BEGINS NOW!"
The two roulette wheels in the air began to spin. One stopped at No. 36, while the other stopped at No. 99. Two figures among the 100 participants began to glow and disappeared from the arena.
A large screen unfolded in the arena, displaying the two figures. One was an average-looking black-haired man, and the other was a handsome, silver-haired young man.
"I never thought we wouldn't use the arena. But this place is better — one can release their full strength freely," Draco said, surveying his surroundings. It was a vast, desert-like area with no end in sight.
"Why is it him?" the black-haired man cried out in despair. He never expected his luck to be this bad. He had been one of the onlookers during Draco and Champs' battle and knew he had no chance against either of them.
The crowd in the arena watched the two figures with eager anticipation, unable to wait for the battle to unfold.
