The next morning.
Every main road leading to the Central Arena was completely blocked by people.
Sounds of commotion, shouts, and the roar of engines mixed together, forming a deafening torrent.
"Thunder God! Thunder God will win!"
"Devil Muscles! Tear him apart!"
"Move! Don't block the way! I want to watch the match!"
"Why squeeze in? The tickets sold out long ago!"
Countless people waved homemade flags and banners, their faces painted with the colors of their respective supporters, flowing towards the arena like a pilgrimage.
The air was filled with excitement and an almost frenzied anticipation.
Today is the semifinals.
A match many see as the final played ahead of time.
Thunder God Fang Qingyu versus Devil Muscles Shi Hao.
This will determine the ownership of hundreds of pure crystals and who is the true king of Tier Three!
Fang Qingyu and his group walked amidst the crowded tide of people.
Chu Kuanglan, Wei Banmeng, and others surrounded Fang Qingyu and Jiang Wei.
