Training Ground No. 1.
A training ground that could hold nearly twenty thousand people at once—one could only imagine how absurdly huge this place was.
The crowd stood according to their class assignments, guided by virtual displays floating in midair. There was no need to search one by one, which made things much more convenient.
Even so, standing on this training ground still did not feel crowded.
Quite a few people bent down excitedly, knocking on the ground and talking animatedly about something.
The ground was made of high-strength metal. Even if Masters fought on it, they would not cause any damage. It was incredibly valuable.
Training Ground No. 1 could even be used directly as a venue during the Alliance Legendary Tournament. That was the highest-level competition in the entire Alliance. Anyone capable of stepping onto that stage was a powerhouse among powerhouses.
Many students had already begun imagining the day they would step onto this arena under the gaze of countless spectators.
Quite a few others were holding the shoulder insignia and rank pins distributed at the entrance, smiles on their faces.
They were all privates.
Thinking about it, it made sense. With nearly twenty thousand people, if they had not handed them out in advance and instead processed everyone one at a time, they would not have finished even by tomorrow.
At the front of Training Ground No. 1, a podium had already been set up. It was empty for the moment.
Su Bei and the other three found their formation and took their places. Naturally, Su Bei stood at the very front without hesitation, while the rest of his classmates gradually lined up behind him.
As though by unspoken agreement, everyone arranged themselves according to strength. The dozen or so Martial Artists in their class naturally