That was an ever-growing number of contestants.
Ever since Ling Wuyuan and the others had successfully arrived at the colossal port city known as Xihai City,
people from every corner of the world had been arriving in Xihai City almost every moment.
Even though contestants made up only a small fraction of them, that was still an enormous number.
Leaving aside the various Divine Ability Realm cultivators, the number of contestants whose strength had reached the True Form Realm had increased by tens of thousands in only a short time.
There were so many of them
that the staff at the registration sites were sincerely astonished.
After all,
in only a short time, this Yuting Martial Arts Tournament had already surpassed every previous one in terms of registrants.
Especially after Chen Ye and the various influential figures had fully discussed the rules and prizes for this Yuting Martial Arts Tournament, then officially released the extensive prize list—prizes numerous enough to bankrupt even a major faction—the temptation of tangible immense rewards and thirteen hegemonic factions' leaders personally attending to watch immediately caused another massive surge in registrations. The personnel responsible for checking applicants' ages were overwhelmed...
"Things really are lively..."
As she walked down the street,
Wu Yanlian looked gravely at the crowds of spectators and registrants already gathered around a registration site, repeatedly remarking through the Gray Mist Imprint: ``` [No idea how many rounds everyone will have to fight before reaching the finals with this many contestants...]
[Xi Xianlan: No idea.]
[Xi Xianlan: Normally, it might take dozens or even hundreds of rounds.]
[Xi Xianlan: But I feel the organizers probably will not run the tournament in such a step-by-step fashion. They will most likely choose a more aggressive format.]
[Xi Xianlan: For example, one that can eliminate