The middle-aged man handling registration was Tan Zhengqing, a Captain of the Nanyang Guard!
At his command, the crowd formed a line to register their names, making it easier to record the number of applicants for the assessment.
Registering was simple. All they had to do was state their name.
"Name!"
"Tang... Tang Yu!"
Upon hearing Tan Zhengqing's question, a young man answered fearfully.
'Worthless!'
Without a single glance, Tan Zhengqing snorted inwardly and wrote down the name.
The young man, Tang Yu, walked onto the training grounds as if a great weight had been lifted off his shoulders. He couldn't be blamed; the fierce killing intent radiating from Tan Zhengqing was simply terrifying.
"Next! Name!"
"Yut Wei!"
...
As Tan Zhengqing called out, the applicants announced their names one by one. The registration process was swift, and it was soon Ye Wushuang's turn.
"Name!"
"Ye Wushuang!"
Ye Wushuang stated his name flatly.
