The following noon.
The preliminaries had all concluded, and the top 1024 contestants had entered the round-robin stage.
The last one to be eliminated was immensely regretful, as he missed qualifying by just a hair.
He had come with the confidence of making it into the top sixty-four, only to fall short in the preliminaries.
The competition was really too fierce this time, and on top of that, many from the same power were shepherded through.
For instance, Tianlong Seat managed to get a group from Milan through, while Tequila did the same for a bunch of Vodkas.
Not only did they have strength, but they also had power, resulting in ninety-nine percent of those who qualified being from the navy and the nine cities of the three nations.
Mid-sized forces and unaffiliated individuals were extremely rare.
The only face of note was Tai Sui.
After a night's rest, everyone returned to the grand hall within Atlantis City.
