As Zhang Xiaohao's words came to an end, the surrounding area fell silent, so quiet that even a needle falling to the ground could be heard.
Whether on the red platform above or below it, everyone's eyes were fixed on him, watching closely, awaiting the descent of the red fireworks.
Bam!!!
In the midst of everyone's expectant gazes, the red fireworks descended, showering Zhang Xiaohao and heralding his completion of the one hundred consecutive victories, successfully claiming the top prize!
"Is that—it? Did he actually succeed? This seems too trivial, doesn't it?"
"Yeah! Am I dreaming? Or have I not woken up yet? This scene in front of me feels unreal. Why don't you hit me to test it?"
"I'd be happy to oblige!"
Smack!!!
A loud slap echoed, brutally striking the dreamer's face, the fierce force instantly knocking him to the ground.
Then, the other party said very seriously.
"The sensation is real! Yes, you're not dreaming! This is all indeed real," said the other party.
