"No. 32." Duan Ling Tian replied.
The middle aged man nodded and then he looked into the surroundings as his voice transmitted out. "Where’s the possessor of command token No.31?"
Along with the middle aged man speaking out, the third-class spectating area went into an uproar.
"There’s someone who isn’t entering the arena to battle?"
"It’s alright to go in and admit defeat."
"Exactly! Moreover, this young man that possesses the No. 32 command token might be a weakling."
…
Many spectators discussed animatedly.
Swoosh!
Right at this moment, a young man dressed as a worker of the Cage Battle Arena flashed over and arrived by the side of the middle aged man in the blink of an eye.
"Lord, a young genius from the Darkstone Empire left at the last moment… The representative of the Darkstone Empire drew a command token in his place, and its precisely No. 31." The young man explained.
