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The Beast King Competition registration desk.
The staff were tidying things up, ready to conclude the final registrations.
Yin Zang, dragging along a despondent Yu Yan, hurried over, "Wait, wait, wait, we want to register for the Beast King Competition!"
The staff member first looked at them in surprise, especially at Yu Yan, then smiled and said, "No hurry, no hurry, take your time."
Yin Zang registered without any trouble.
Yu Yan wasn't too keen on registering, but glancing at Yin Zang's threatening gaze, he obediently went along with it. Besides, the ten million points were tempting, and with the two of them participating, the chances of winning were higher.
As for Zi Qi, if he didn't use his inherited talent, his strength was not much different from Yin Zang's. If Yin Zang couldn't claim the Beast King title, there was no need for him to expend the effort. Moreover, he disliked fighting in a tournament-style, continuous battle.
