The circular stairs were buzzing with voices, and the tumultuous noise was unending, as if the spectators were more excited than the competitors themselves.
Kun Lan, standing outside the iron railing, was actually not accustomed to such a scene. Being an older person, he disliked pointless actions and pandering to the crowd's cheers, but he was also unsure whether the upcoming fight should be performative in nature.
Having joined the official competition, even just for the preliminaries, Kun Lan dressed more formally, taking off his showy, wide-brimmed cowboy hat and not wearing his flashy leather jacket.
It also had the purpose of hiding his identity.
He wore only the leather armor provided by the organizers and a bullhorn helmet that covered the upper half of his face.
