Tate's eyes were on the five seconds countdown which was at the entrance of his arena.
This would be the first time he would be participating in a tournament that wouldn't be tampered by outside forces. He would be going up against real fighters for the first time, and nothing gives him more joy than that.
The freedom of being allowed to put all he had learned to work without hesitation.
BEEF!
The five seconds countdown rang loudly, indicating that the martial artist should step into the arena.
Without waiting for a second, Tate stepped in the arena. The atmosphere was different compared to anything he had experience before. It wasn't an octagon shaped ring like Apex Grove.
The arena was a wide empty ground. Round in shape with thick walls that could withstand any kind of attack, he heard the walls of this arena could withstand a missile.