Hudi laughed at his words. "Didn't expect you to have a sense of humor."
Seeing him disbelieving, Fang Hong shook his head and said, "I'm serious."
Hudi, still disbelieving, pushed up his glasses and consoled Fang Hong, "Of course, I know you're serious, buddy, but you've got to face reality. Even if you barely make it through the preliminaries, you still won't match up to the Invokers from the Grand Guilds."
Fang Hong found this defeatist attitude very odd; last time it was Miya, and although her words were different, the sentiment was the same. "Is there really such a big gap between ordinary Invokers and those from the clubs?"
"Of course, club Invokers are all selected right from the Trainee stage. Not one in ten thousand, but at least one in a thousand, and with the backing of a Grand Guild, they have talent and resources both. How can an ordinary Invoker compare?"
