Chapitre 185: Crater City, Every Trick In The Book

I looked over Crater City as I had dubbed it and examined the buildings, but most of them were typical brick buildings with clay tile roofs. I did count at least ten blacksmith shops, and that made sense.

The most prominent things were three sizeable black circus tents that looked to be about one hundred and fifty feet across. There was a much larger one at the far end of the crater, and the bright red light was on top of it.

That must be where I would find Dao, so I started to jog around the edge of the crater, and as I passed on of the smaller tent, I started to hear cheering and screaming. There was a crazy, frantic, wild, panic, but excited aura coming from the tent, and I knew it. The ring.

That savage excitement of wanting to pound the other person down until they give up or stop moving. The crowd cheering you on to do that and so much more; the energy of the place was something I was familiar with.