Qin Li felt his body suddenly lighten. Before he could even react, he found himself inside a strange barrier. He looked around and saw that he was surrounded by people, all with different expressions. Many of them were clearly unaware of the rules of the Venerable Tournament and had been teleported here with no mental preparation whatsoever.
Some people were even slapping at the projected barrier, shouting and screaming to get out. For many, coming here was simply about broadening their horizons and watching the spectacle. 'What a joke,' they thought. 'Sure, lucky people exist—the kind who face a slightly weaker opponent in every elimination round. But what if your luck is bad? What if you run into an enemy who's also stronger than you? Isn't that just asking for death?'
Although there were several thousand people present, so the chances of running into a specific person weren't necessarily high, you couldn't rely on 'what ifs' in this world.
