Now that they had made up their minds.
Lin Yuan, Luo Feng, Hong, and Thunder God stood before the registration page on the official website.
The page was designed to feel overwhelmingly imposing. Its background was an endless, profound starry sky, and at the very top, a string of crimson numbers was changing at a dizzying speed.
[18 3577 6458]
In the blink of an eye, the numbers blurred again. When they came back into focus, they read—
[18 9237 5564]
Beside the numbers was a line of text in Universal Language. Translated, it read: Real-time registration count for the Ganwu Universe Kingdom.
"That's insane." Thunder God clicked his tongue as he watched the number continue to climb.
There was no doubt about it: this grand event, held once every five thousand years, was an irresistible temptation to any Stellar-level fighter who thought highly of himself.
Even if it meant flying straight into a flame, they still wanted to leave their mark on that dazzling stage.
The difficulty and brutality of the competition were clear as day.
"Enough marveling. Enter your identity information and sign up." Hong spoke calmly and steadily.
Then he stepped forward first and lightly tapped the screen floating in the air.
"Beep!"
A beam of light swept over Hong's body.
"Scan complete. Stellar Level Three fighter. Registration approved."
Next, Luo Feng and Thunder God stepped forward in turn. As expected, they completed their registrations without a hitch.
At last, it was Lin Yuan's turn.
Looking at the registration button glowing faintly before him, Lin Yuan took a deep breath. His heart began to beat a little faster.
Once, he had been nothing more than an ordinary fighter on Earth, struggling to survive. He had thought he would never get to take part in an event of