Time was almost up.
Everyone fixated on the hourglass. There was less than ten minutes before the end. It seemed impossible for a miracle to occur at this juncture. Many were already beckoning to their own disciples to tally the results.
“Get ready, everyone. It’s almost time to score!” someone from Flora called out.
Lu Mingye boomed with laughter. “Heaven doesn’t favor the unlucky. We young geniuses shouldn’t be too arrogant!”
Most frowned upon hearing these words. Their speaker could claim the dubious honor of being arrogant, much more than the one he was attacking.
Jiang Chen was extremely capable, but...