"Right, right, right. We should sign up too. Fatty, let's go." Lin Zhang seemed to seize his chance to escape. He sprang straight out the window.
"Dammit, Lord Lang only just realized you called me Fatty! Listen up, Lin Zhang. My name isn't Fatty. Call me Lord Lang!"
Not to be outdone, Fang Lang seized the chance to follow Lin Zhang down.
With those two clowns gone, the private room grew much quieter. Even Qin Hao breathed a sigh of relief. If they had kept talking, there was no telling what they might have said.
Fang Lang in particular had gone with him to the Demon-Suppressing Pool and knew plenty about his past.
"It really is time to sign up." Yang Yi stood. "Everyone, let's go together."
"All right, together."
"I might only be here to make up the numbers, but who knows? I might even reach the Top Hundred."
"It'll be good experience either way."
Duanmu Xuan, Xia Weize, Zuo Yichuan, and the others had little confidence in reaching the Top Hundred, but they all met the requirements for the Azure Flame Grand Tournament. The tournament itself could temper them, so they had no reason not to enter.
Besides, anything was possible. None of them could say for certain that they had no hope of reaching the Top Hundred. Even Pang Xuan and Sikong Xuan, both strong contenders for the Top Ten, could face anything in the Azure Flame Grand Tournament.
It was even possible that neither of them would reach the Top Hundred.
Qin Hao and Mu Ziqing went downstairs as well and headed for the nearest Azure Flame Grand Tournament registration point.
Although registration for the Azure Flame Grand Tournament had been open for ten days, every registration point was still packed shoulder to shoulder and bustling