The doors of the Martial Arts Hall opened.
The crowd in the front stood watching with eager anticipation, but in the next second, they couldn't help but cover their mouths.
To their shock, a procession of five coffins was being carried out one by one!
There was an outburst of disbelief among the onlookers as the coffins were carried into the midst of the crowd, and the once high-spirited singing gradually came to a halt.
The more passionate and bloodthirsty the crowd had been before, the more panic-stricken they felt now.
"How could this be?"
Cries started to echo through the crowd.
Previously, over ten thousand people sang in unison, united in spirit, all certain that the five Masters who had entered would surely win. But just as their morale reached its peak, they had been forcefully knocked down, a blow that was undoubtedly tremendous.
More and more weeping filled the air, and the crowd began to grow restless.
