Four hours before the competition began.
At exactly eight in the morning, the eight Ten Elites who were about to complete their final task, graduate from training, and leave the institute gathered in the conference room of the administration building.
Lord Mask was planning the arenas for the eight of them while explaining their respective duties.
"Do we really have to stay in the arena area for the entire twenty-four hours? What if no one challenges us? Wouldn't that be boring?" Second Seat Ling Youna asked. Confident in her strength, Ling Youna believed few people would come challenge her. Waiting around for twenty-four hours, she had already begun downloading some movies and single-player games to her micro-terminal.
"Sister Nana, isn't that great? If no one challenges me, I can sleep through the entire day again." Lu Mian still wore her languid, listless expression.
"Don't worry. Because of the rule that failing to issue a challenge within three hours counts as a loss, there will basically always be disciples coming to challenge you," Lord Mask explained simply.
At the same time, Lord Mask said seriously, "This is the first Ten Elites assessment of the new Ability Institute. The ten outstanding disciples selected will determine the direction and changes of Dihua Ability Institute during the crucial year ahead. I hope you'll take this seriously and absolutely do not treat it carelessly... Anyone who tries to muddle through will not be able to graduate from training smoothly."
"Understood." All eight people present answered seriously.
"If there are no other questions, then you're dismissed. Head to your respective arenas and take your positions."
Suddenly, Mu Yibai asked a question: "If we lose while defending our arenas, do we have to leave the competition? Since the other disciples aren't limited in the number of times