Seeing someone taking the lead, others nearby also shouted.

In less than a minute, it spread to the entire gymnasium.

For a moment, the four words "Eight Wilderness God of War" sounded neatly in the huge gymnasium.

The excited audience thought that they could really see the true face of the Eight Desolates War God, and felt that the ticket was worth it no matter how expensive it was.

The shouts were rising and falling, and it felt like the possibility of shaking the huge Kyoto Stadium at any time.

The shouts in the gymnasium soon reached outside the gymnasium!

Those who had not bought tickets and could only wait outside the gymnasium also heard the shouts in the gymnasium.

Everyone thought the Eight Desolates War God had appeared!

Although I could not see the situation inside, I was also infected by the shouts of the people in the museum, and they all shouted.

This caused a chain reaction of shouting together inside and outside the gymnasium.

This situation was obviously beyond the host's expectations.

He has hosted so many games and has never encountered such an excited audience.

It made him feel nervous.

"Everyone, quiet, or the gymnasium will collapse!"

The host was afraid that the scene would be out of control, so he quickly shouted to the audience.

However, his voice was quickly blocked by the shouts of everyone, and his words had no effect at all!

"Master Eighth Master, if this continues, the scene will really get out of control!"

Ding Yan, who was sitting next to Chen Bahuang, was very happy that Baye had such prestige in the eyes of the world, but she still said it with some concern.

"Don't worry, Ou Yang is on it. As long as he opens his mouth, the scene will naturally be controlled!"

Chen Bahuang said calmly.

After hearing Chen Bahuang's words, Ding Yan was smart and thought for a while and immediately understood the key point. The worried expression on her face gradually relaxed.

Among the 100,000 spectators in the audience, perhaps only Su Manyan, who was sitting in the back row, did not shout.

Because she felt that this person was a little different from the Eight Desolate War God who saved her when she was at Jinshanjiao.

Even though the other party was wearing a mask at that time, the two gave her a completely different feeling.

Gradually, a look of disappointment appeared in her eyes.

The host on the stage saw that the scene was really out of control, and his face showed an anxious look, and his heart was so anxious that he turned around.

Ou Yang, who was also standing on the ring, saw this and quickly took the microphone from the host's hand.

"Everyone, calm down!"

After Ou Yang's words finished, the deafening shouts slowly calmed down, and everyone looked at him with a hot look.

Treat him as the God of War in the Eight Desolations!

Seeing that the 100,000 viewers in the museum were quiet, Ou Yang then returned the microphone to the host.

"Are you... the legendary Eight Desolate War God?"

Seeing that the scene was controlled, the host gave Ou Yang a grateful and admirational look. After taking the microphone, he asked Ou Yang.

Hearing the host's questions, the audience around the ring game stared at him tightly.

Ou Yang, who has been on the battlefield and seen countless lives and deaths, has passed by the real god of death several times, was not nervous.

I calmly took the host's microphone again.

"Dear guests, gentlemen, ladies, I'm sorry to tell you that I am not the Eight Destiny God of War that you have been waiting for for a long time. My name is Ou Yang. I am just a veteran of the Eight Destiny God of War. I am now engaged in food delivery in Kyoto!"
Chapter completed!