The venue for the fourth round of the Five-School Tournament, which was also the final round of the preliminaries, was a theater.
After all, holding a question-solving competition outdoors would have looked a little strange.
The organizers had chosen the largest theater in Thaldarian, the Saint Tree Grand Theater, which could seat up to 1,800 people.
As a theater, it had been designed with great care to provide excellent acoustics, ensuring that sound carried clearly and fully, with a reverberation of over a second.
The acoustics were so good that the boos and heckling of a hundred or so people sounded like the noise of several thousand.
Margaret, sitting in the audience, was getting a little irritated by the noise.
I want to summon an earth elemental archon and have it slap anyone who boos Jia Xiu.
The team leader noticed Margaret's irritation and said, "Don't worry. Haven't you noticed that Jia Xiu hasn't been affected much?"
The audience included not only spectators who had come to watch the excitement or follow their favorite contestants, but also team leaders and teaching staff from the various schools. Their perspective was far more professional than that of ordinary spectators.
In their eyes, Jia Xiu was clearly not someone who "could only solve ten-point questions." His grasp of the fundamentals was frighteningly solid.
Even they, as teachers—or even teachers who taught Introduction to Magic—would struggle to reach Jia Xiu's level.
Hearing the team leader's words, Margaret looked toward the stage.
Sure enough, Jia Xiu didn't seem affected at all. In fact, he was even interacting enthusiastically with Jacob's fans.
He tilted his head and cupped a hand behind his ear, gesturing for the audience to get louder.
After mocking them in return, Jia Xiu opened the question bank once more.
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