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Their gazes met. Even though they were more than 10 meters apart, they could still feel the other's killing intent.

"I hope that brat, Wu Mo, has a way to deal with this. We're only invited spectators, and we have no right to interfere with their battle."

The tenth elder looked at the slender figure on the stage and sighed.

As he spoke, he fixed his eyes on the assessment stage again.

At that moment, the assistant dressed in formal attire saw how silent the students were and how sharply opposed to each other they were. He was ready to begin.

However, right then, an ice-cold voice interrupted him as he prepared to speak.

"Wait a moment!"

The crowd was already prepared, but the sudden voice stopped the duel. The people immediately turned their heads and realized that the person who had spoken was a teacher amongst the jury.

The teacher was around sixty years old. His hair was a little sparse, but his spirit was hale and hearty.