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Meanwhile, Bradley fell into complete silence with his head hung low, seemingly to have been suppressed. Jack, on the other hand, glanced at him for a moment before he ignored Bradley entirely.

The two sides faced each other, and after over 15 minutes of silence, the tense atmosphere gradually subsided. Master Forrest was visibly worried over Bradley, fretting that Bradley might have melted under the pressure, and thus did not have the time to bother with Phoenix Valley’s representatives. His full focus was on Bradley.

Elder Maurice looked at Jack, and the latter could practically feel the pair of eyes on him. “If you have anything you want to say, just go ahead,” said Jack, mildly irked.

The agitated Elder Maurice let out a light cough and spoke, “I just can’t seem to relax. Claude and Benedict aren’t reliable. I’m worried that we’ll lose.”

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After all, no one could tell what level Claude and Benedict were at. Almost 20 hours had passed, but no significant movement came from the four rooms. It was natural to be

talented, what about the two from Sky Peak Pavilion? The four of them

of them were indeed more or less the same. The contest was incredibly difficult this time, and even Bradley needed 18 hours of hard work to complete a Three Suns

thought about it and nodded. “All we can do is pray that the four of them won’t succeed. If

only roughly two hours until the end of the round. Representatives from both Phoenix Valley and Sky Peak Pavilion

was happening inside, whether or not anyone managed to

it should, no matter how anxious everyone was. After over two hours, Master Forrest announced darkly, “Time

went in front of the doors and calmly pushed them open, summoning the four that were still fighting

four of them knew that the time was up, their expressions stiffened, with only Conrad not having much

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