His expression revealed a touch of helplessness.
Counting on his fingers, he reckoned that just a single entry into the mountain would exceed eight thousand people. This number would scare anyone at first glance, and it indeed sounded exaggerated.
Including the two brothers sitting on either side of Jiang Feng, who were sweating profusely, because according to the information they had gathered, in previous years, each entry usually only admitted around a dozen or so, and instances of over a hundred were extremely rare.
It's no wonder that Qiao Yuan would seek them out immediately upon their arrival, given that the competition was so fierce even for the quota of Outer Disciples alone.
Among the group brought by Yu Ying, these two brothers could already be considered quite outstanding. They glanced subconsciously at Jiang Feng's expression and then noticed...
The man had once again assumed an indifferent demeanor.
