Now, seeing such a large group of people here, it's like a virtual reality all-star game. Just thinking about the upcoming competition is terrifying.
Bear in mind, currently Descent of High Martial only has one thousand players in total; the gathering of these stars has over a hundred, with experts whose fame rivals Chen Ya and Li Ranxing's, likely numbering more than thirty. It's simply several times scarier than the national mecha competition.
One Leaf Floating Cloud noticed Ye Qinglu suddenly growing solemn and asked, "Sis? Is there something wrong with those newcomers?"
Ye Qinglu was looking in the direction of a dozen muscular men, unusually somewhat uniformly around the age of twenty-five, with a sharpness about them that's visibly not typical of players.
These dozen or so people were gathered together, and because the basement was so crowded and noisy, it was impossible to hear what they were saying.
