Facing such a strong person, even Lu Lin dared not continue to move and quietly awaited Elder Li Song's speech.
"Everyone, the Heavenly Talent War, held once every hundred years, is about to begin."
"A total of six thousand seven hundred and eighty-nine Heavenly Talents have been selected from various parties, but in the preliminary selection, only thirty-two will be chosen."
After Elder Li Song finished speaking, he quietly observed the many Heavenly Talents below.
Over six thousand participants, choosing thirty-two.
A selection probability of 0.47%, meaning that most of the people present are unlikely to make it to the final list of thirty-two.
As expected, as Elder Li Song's words fell, despite fearing his Majesty, there was inevitable commotion below.
Martial Artists exchanged glances, whispering about the daunting promotion chance.
