roccoschili Chapter 93 - 87: In the Spotlight
Chapter 93 - 87: In the Spotlight
The highly anticipated year-end fight is finally about to begin.The fight is scheduled for 11 PM.
According to the club’s big data calculations, one hour is enough time for the two to finish this match.
The fastest 99-win streak record holder in history: Guangkun.
The reigning king of the A-segment arena: Bai Zhao.
This is a battle of the century.
It has been a month since Guangkun officially announced the challenge against Bai Zhao.
During this month, the club has exhausted all promotional methods to hype this fight.
To sell more tickets, the club even went to great lengths to build an outdoor arena within just a month, offering ten times more seats than the fighting building.
These tickets are money, after all.
Whether it’s the citizens of Yu Liang City or the distinguished guests from neighboring provinces, they’ve flocked here in droves.
A week ago, the hotel rooms in Yu Liang City were already sold out.
As for the tickets.
Even scalpers can’t get their hands on them.
For fighting enthusiasts, this is the biggest event in recent years.
Due to the unique nature of fighting and the risk of fatalities, the club does not have the rights for online broadcasting, which is also why the tickets are so expensive.
Spectators sitting in the back row can only use binoculars.
During this period, the binoculars in Yu Liang City have sold out.
It is now 4 PM.
There are 7 hours left before the fight starts.
But ticket checks have already begun at the arena, with over a hundred security personnel at the entrance, some of the security captains being First-Grade Martial Artists.
There are four referees for this fight, all Third-Grade Martial Artists.
Although the fight allows death, this time’s situation is special, and senseless deaths are absolutely unacceptable.
Previously, Bai Zhao had killed many fighters who had already surrendered.
This time, such actions are strictly forbidden.
Moreover, the authority has personally instructed that Guangkun, being a high school student, must be as safely protected as possible within the rules.
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"Wow, there are so many people, and the spotlights are so bright. The tickets for the front row must be expensive."
The potential class members took their seats.
The seating in the audience is tiered, divided into four major areas: East, South, West, and North.
The potential class is in the VIP East District.
The VIP area has the best view, being close to the stage, and looking back at the mass of people behind them, they couldn’t help but feel privileged.
The rest were chattering excitedly.
Even those who weren’t interested in fighting began to look forward to the fight.
It was like chasing stars at a concert, all about the atmosphere.
"99 consecutive wins?
If I, Liao Ji, was training here, I would definitely be today’s star.
No matter if it’s Guangkun or Bai Zhao, they would certainly fall beneath my feet."
Liao Ji scoffed.
"Brother, save the talk for after the match,"
Liao Ping reminded gently.
He feared Liao Ji’s boasting would become too excessive, embarrassing him later.
"Just watch. It’ll all become clear soon."
Liao Ji was annoyed., extending the service term is under review."
Pan Yizheng said with a cold face.
As night falls.
The audience on the stands gradually filled up.
The clock pointed to 22:50.
In ten minutes, this highly anticipated fight will officially begin.
...
Backstage preparation room.
The club wants to protect the privacy of the fighters, so there are only two people here.
Su Yue is wearing a brand new white Zhongshan suit, with a slicked-back crew cut, looking like a groom.
"Su Yue, I think you should wear something looser."
Sun Zhiwei shakes his head.
Free fighting doesn’t restrict clothing, but before going on stage, fighters must remove their shoes and undergo security checks, and no one is allowed to bring weapons on stage.
Gloves or wrapped hand bands are the only things a fighter can use to carry Qi and Blood.
"I want to keep a low profile too, but look how many fans I have. If I don’t dress sharply, even those glow sticks won’t do justice."
Through the window, Su Yue glanced at the sea of spectators.
He now feels like a superstar.
Sun Zhiwei’s hands trembled with rage.
This is a fight, not a fan meet-up, nor a concert.
What’s the meaning of those countless glow sticks?
A joke?
The key is that there are two colors for support.
Guangkun’s glow sticks are fluorescent white.
While Bai Zhao’s support color is scarlet, a very eerie color.
Overall, it looks like Guangkun has more fans than Bai Zhao.
No wonder.
In the club’s promotion, Guangkun is portrayed as a benevolent and unparalleled fighter, never killing off to the last, earning him a good audience affinity.
Meanwhile, Bai Zhao’s supporters are mostly die-hard fans.
They advocate violence, even their slogans are extremely brutal.
...
The clock struck 11 PM.
Two professional hosts tapped their microphones.
"Welcome everyone to the fighting club..."
After a round of official introductions, the host suddenly stood up.
"Please welcome... the protagonists of tonight’s cross-year event, the club’s King of Fighting... the Demon King Bai Zhao."
The spotlight sharply focused on the center.
A middle-aged man in a black training suit slowly walked out without hiding his appearance.
At this moment, the entire place fell silent.
Though of First-Grade, this man exuded an overwhelming sense of pressure.
"Instructor, get ready to celebrate for me!"
Su Yue put on a pure white mask.