A night of brewing.
The next day, the Vermilion Bird Camp was extraordinarily lively. Not only were the disciples of the Vermilion Bird Camp eager and ready, but disciples from the other three camps also arrived in droves.
The grand drill ground of the Vermilion Bird Camp was filled with a sea of people.
"That's quite a turnout."
Hu Feiqi walked in from outside the drill ground and immediately saw Yue Shan approaching. He exclaimed, causing Yue Shan to turn his head and glance at Hu Feiqi.
"Not just quite a turnout, I also saw Tan Biao and Long Xu from the White Tiger Camp earlier. They're both here vying for positions. And it's not just them, at least seventy to eighty percent of our Vermilion Bird Camp are readying themselves. Except for those who think they have no chance, everyone else is not planning to miss this opportunity."
