The long string of specialized names for the arena, the moment they flashed on the screen, captured the attention of the vast majority of the audience in the stands.
In the Special Affairs Bureau's area, Xing Hechou's expression was somewhat embarrassed while Amber from the Syndicate chuckled. Leaders of the Global Occult Coalition murmured among themselves, and the black-suited agents from the Federal Bureau of Investigation's Special Incident Section whispered to each other.
Li Ang paid no mind to becoming the center of attention. He stretched lazily, flexing his limbs and fingers, producing a symphony of cracking sounds.
To think that my first-round opponent would be someone from the Special Affairs Bureau.
Tsk, in that case, it wouldn't be good to go all out...
