This allowed everyone to see the terrifying elimination rate. And this was only the first round of the Trial Assembly—if it was already this difficult, what about the second and third rounds?
The royal family could not possibly eliminate every genius in these three rounds. That would only be making trouble for themselves. But passing easily would not be so simple either.
Just like that, more than half of an hour had already passed.
Counting them up, around twelve factions had successfully cleared the first round and reached the other shore.
Yang Chen remained calm and composed, showing no intention of making an attempt. Great Emperor Hua Wu could not help asking from beside him, "Yang Chen, why aren't you going?"
"Didn't Su Yao and the others already make it across?" Yang Chen asked doubtfully.
He had not planned to make an attempt in the first place because Su Yao and the other two had already crossed. Since that was the case, whether he went or not no longer mattered. Naturally, he chose to keep something up his sleeve. Not revealing his strength too early had always been his principle.
But this made Great Emperor Hua Wu anxious. He said urgently, "Yang Chen, you... you absolutely cannot do that. You have to go. Otherwise, your contribution to this assessment will be zero. When the time comes, how can I fight for one of the Trial Tower's three slots for you? Even if you only pretend to make an attempt now, at least I'll have grounds to argue for you."
Hearing this, Yang Chen could neither laugh nor cry, yet he also felt a warm stir in his heart.
He had to admit that, in a certain sense, the royal family's plan had succeeded. At the very least, Great Emperor Hua