Fallen Flame City, Main Street.
As Shi Feng entered the city, the players on the streets had clearly changed quite a bit.
There were visibly ten to twenty percent more Tier 3 experts on the streets than before. This was no small change. If a single street had gained ten to twenty percent more Tier 3 experts, the other streets were likely in a similar situation. In other words, Fallen Flame City as a whole had probably gained around ten percent more Tier 3 experts.
An additional ten percent of Tier 3 experts meant another hundred thousand or so Tier 3 experts. That number was likely even greater than the combined number of Tier 3 experts possessed by the five major super guilds...
Even the atmosphere in the city had noticeably changed.
That was right—it was an atmosphere of tension and excitement.
However, before Shi Feng had even walked for a few minutes, a group of Tier 3 players at a roadside open-air bar caught his attention.
"Damn it! My application to join was rejected! I'm a Level 131 Tier 3 Ranger! Before this, whichever adventure group or guild I applied to was thrilled to have me. This Heavenly Flame Adventure Group is way too arrogant!" said a dark-skinned, muscular young man angrily.
A Level 132 middle-aged man carrying a round shield beside him shook his head with a smile. "That's nothing. Heavenly Flame Adventure Group rejects at least seven or eight hundred, if not a thousand, Tier 3 experts every day. Less than ten percent of applicants actually get in, and the requirements are only getting stricter."
"That's right. Heavenly Flame Adventure Group is nothing like it used to be. It now has no fewer than four Tier 4 experts. I also heard through internal sources that two of