As they entered through the gate, Shen Bai saw scenes appear one after another in the mirror suspended in mid-air.
They were images of combat arenas. Each time a participant in the internal selection entered, one of the arenas would light up, displaying them inside.
Fortunately, the participants filed in quickly. Before long, the area was completely empty.
"Hasn't it started yet?" Shen Bai asked, watching the images in the air.
It was his first time watching from this position, so he found the experience quite novel.
Feng Zheng said, "There's still about half an incense stick of time left. The matches will begin with the first participant and proceed down the list. I will use a special method to signal them to start. This is precisely why I asked you to sit here, Lord Shen."
Shen Bai narrowed his eyes and said nothing, but he could sense a hidden meaning in Feng Zheng's words.
