Whoosh!
At least tens of thousands of Saint Martial Grandmasters flew down from the enormous Flying Boat, catching everyone by surprise. The True Martial Continent alone had at least a hundred thousand Saint Martial Grandmasters entering the Azure Flame Grand Tournament.
The Torch Dragon World and the Ten Directions World had gone even longer than the True Martial Continent without holding an Azure Flame Grand Tournament. By rights, they should have had even more entrants.
While everyone was still wondering about it, another enormous Flying Boat shot out of the vast Spatial Rift.
This Flying Boat was even larger than the one before it!
Human Race warriors streamed out of it without end.
Now no one could remain calm. Clearly, the Torch Dragon World and the Ten Directions World had sent plenty of people to the Azure Flame Grand Tournament—perhaps even more than the True Martial Continent.
Like those from the first Flying Boat, the many Human Race warriors flying down from the second Flying Boat varied widely in appearance. Many looked quite different from the humans of the True Martial Continent.
There was no need to think twice.
More Flying Boats were bound to follow.
Each Flying Boat could probably carry only tens of thousands of people.
What stood out was the bearing of these geniuses from other worlds. Quite a few seemed anything but ordinary.
One look was enough to tell they would be hard to deal with.
"No need to waste time." Qin Hao shook his head slightly. Rather than watch the Human Race geniuses arriving from other Small Worlds, he would use these last five days to train in seclusion and raise his strength as much as possible.
"Let's go back and train." Yang Yi nodded, clearly agreeing with Qin Hao.
"Ah, well, Eldest Senior Brother,