Approaching Tournament

Alex and Pearl walked through the city, looking at what had been done to it. The people of this city still lived their day-to-day lives, albeit things had started to become different enough thanks to the competition.

Citizens of Hardrock City were allowed free entry and exit as they wished, but everyone else was heavily checked before being let in. Only so many people would be allowed in.

Alex looked around at the many people who walked the street, unsure of how many of them were participants. Every single young person he saw, he thought a participant.

There was an age requirement to the whole thing, which was kept secret for the most part. They were trying to find talents, so there had to be some sort of requirement based on one's cultivation base.

Alex wondered how old one had to be to be accepted as a Saint. If someone was over 10 thousand years old, would they still be accepted?