It's just that some normal things are a bit excessive.
It's like crossing into a...
Over-enthusiastic horror fairy tale.
"Let's go."
Fang Qingyu whispered.
The two didn't stay any longer, flagged down a taxi at the street corner, and returned to the downtown hotel.
...
Early the next morning.
The Extraordinary Arena in the City of Injustice was once again overwhelmed with a tidal wave of voices.
Compared to the mixed qualifications.
The atmosphere of today's main matches was noticeably heavier, with a scent of gunpowder permeating the air.
In the Tier Two category, a total of 1,600 elites from the qualifiers were randomly divided into 8 groups, 200 people in each group.
The brutal points round-robin system, like a giant grinding wheel, began to slowly turn.
"Listen up, everyone!"
The giant screen clearly projected the event rules.
