"Lou Cheng!"
"Peng Leyun!"
A sea of voices erupted in that instant. Countless audiences raised their hands up in the air, as though forests were springing up inside the stadium. They screamed the name of their idols at the top of their lungs, as though a fighter jet was flying above them.
Lou Cheng did not unleash his aura. He walked along the walkway with an easy gait, slowly ascended the stone steps, then stood on the left-hand side of the referee. At the same time, Peng Leyun entered the arena in a similarly plain fashion. It seemed like they were both waiting for the battle to officially begin before unleashing all of their accumulated power at once, with the intention of imitating the horror of a flood breaching a dam.
They smiled when their gazes connected, knowing what was on each other's mind.
