Bab 158: One-Punch Man

The air is thick with anticipation, the arenas still wet with the blood of countless duels. As the sun begins its descent, casting a golden hue over the bustling arena, the tournament of 1540 souls reaches a temporary repose. Some lost in the fight, losing their chance to become immortal disciples, while others lost arms and legs, and some lost their lives.

Each winner, having clashed in the arena not once but twice, catches their breath as the referee's voice echoes, announcing the completion of the first day's trials. The duels will continue until the day arrives where the numbers dwindle to a mere 200, and only then will the true tournament unfold in earnest.