"Those three fools! Don't they know how rare Golden Skills are? With Lin Ye here, he's bound to take one, how do they plan to compete with him?"
"Exactly, I'm glad I was smart enough not to sign up..."
"Hey, are you this year's Golden Hall contestant?"
"Yes, but I didn't sign up this year. Maybe in two or three years!"
"No need to call others fools, right? Even as a Golden Hall contestant, your chance of getting a Golden Skill is less than one in ten. Do you think Lin Ye affects you that much?"
"True!"
The bulletin board started to see some arguments.
"Stop arguing, Lin Ye is moving, he should be about to choose his skills!"
The appearance of this message instantly made those still quarreling drop what they were doing, and everyone looked at the screen as fast as they could.
The comments couldn't be seen, but Lin Ye could see the Copper Hall and Silver Hall people fighting fiercely to seize the opportunity to go up the platform first.
