442 Poor Loulan Slash

Xiao Bei and the others, who were standing outside of the stage, could feel nothing but shock as they watched a flood of names pour in.

The room had a password. Even though the password was simply the room number, the password shouldn’t have been cracked by that many people all at once. Even if that had somehow happened, why were they here?

Loulan Slash’s group had been aiming to be pros from the start, unlike Tang Rou or Steamed Bun Invasion, so they recognized these names. Some of the names weren’t as famous as those Gods, but they still knew these seniors. The entire Alliance only had 200 players in total, so it wasn’t to hard to remember them all. But what really stunned Loulan Slash’s group was that of these 200 pro players, dozens of them had joined their room in an instant. They tried to look for a name that they didn’t recognize, but were unable to find one.