Inside and outside the arena, the crowd grew larger and larger as time passed.
The prominent figures of the city entered the stands in high spirits, surrounded by their servants and waving their admission tickets.
This Tournament was being held in Lentax Great City for the first time in six years.
To the people throughout the great city, it was nothing less than a grand occasion.
Many young people had trained day after day for years in hopes of making a name for themselves in the Tournament.
They wanted to seize this opportunity to win the attention of the city's powerful figures, thereby changing their fate and the nearly rigid class hierarchy.
As everyone knew, the Tournament had always been a talent selection event as well.
By convention, young people who performed outstandingly would receive recognition.
They could either enter the Garrison army as reserve officers or have a chance to join the great city's Knights Order or other elite units, enjoying generous benefits and salaries.
For young people of common birth, it truly was an opportunity capable of changing their destinies.
Thus, the number of applicants for this Tournament had unusually surpassed the record of ten thousand people.
In the past, only several thousand people at most would sign up.
With his arms folded across his chest, Zong Shen had already changed out of his luxurious equipment, including most of his magical jewelry, and put on a shabby set of light Leather Armor.
Only demigod-grade items and equipment that passively took effect within the Storage Grid continued to function.
This Leather Armor was uniformly common-grade, with pitifully low attributes. It could only be said to be better than nothing.
Even the defense provided by the armor was inferior to his own skin.
Once the gap had widened, it became