“That was an incredible spectacle! I have no idea what it was Jiang Yuan summoned, but I wouldn’t be surprised if we saw it again before the end of the tournament. Perhaps we’ll see even more to come.” Mo Xiao’s voice rang through speakers around the arena. Her sweet voice never failed to draw every eye. It stirred them from their stunned silence.
She went on. “Now, we will proceed to fight selection for group three.”
Four new portraits appeared. Meanwhile, a dim light hung over the ring as the floor began the process of repairing itself. Recovery was longer this time, though that was no surprise after what they’d witnessed.
“Begin!”
The portraits immediately shuffled in the air above them, quickly arranging themselves in to pairs. It was decided.
“Group three, round one; Yan Ningya against Jun Yongye, and the Driver against Cao Shuiqin.”
