The moment she said this, a stir erupted across the plaza.
The Ordinary Class students all turned to look at the Elite Class formation, their eyes filled with both envy and jealousy.
The Elite Class students unconsciously straightened their backs. A few even secretly adjusted their collars, afraid others might fail to see the pride on their faces.
Ignoring their little gestures, Shui Qinghan continued, "I won't say much more. Ordinary Class students, return to your classrooms and await notification. Once notified, gather at the Spirit Battle Arena. Everyone else aside from the Elite Class is dismissed."
At the order, the Ordinary Class students streamed toward the school building.
Some looked back as they walked, while others chatted and laughed.
Once the plaza had mostly emptied, Shui Qinghan, Lan Xiaoyue, Ling Shuang, and the other teachers stepped before the Elite Class formation.
Shui Qinghan looked at them, her gaze sweeping slowly from Wu Changkong at the front of the line to the last person at the back. "You are the academy's elites, and the academy's pride. Today, let everyone see exactly how much the words 'Elite Class' are worth. Do your best and hand in a satisfactory answer sheet for this semester."
"Okay!" everyone answered in unison.
Ling Shuang pushed up her gold-rimmed glasses. "Let's go. Gather at the Spirit Battle Arena. Keep quiet on the way. Don't disturb the students in class."
The group set off in orderly formation, heading toward the Spirit Battle Arena.
Led by Ling Shuang, the Elite Class arrived at the Spirit Battle Arena.
The place was empty, with only around twenty Elite Class students standing at the edge of the arena.
Holding a list, Ling Shuang stepped before the group and began reading out the match order.
The first few matchups were all between