All the disciples in the arena stood frozen in disbelief.
Shock rippled through the crowd like a thunderclap. Their faces twisted with panic, confusion, and fury.
Then—
An explosion of murmurs burst out like wildfire, spreading fast across the arena.
"Th-They want us… to fight a Minor Elder?!"
"Are they insane?! Have they really lost their minds this time?!"
"This is complete madness! Who in their right mind would design such an absurd round?!"
"It's utterly unreasonable! How can they expect us to fight someone that strong?!"
"Exactly! Every single Minor Elder is at the Peak of the Foundation Realm. How are we supposed to fight them?!"
"And even if they were too talentless to reach the Golden Core stage, they still have years of combat experience and mastery over techniques!"
"There's no way we can win against them—especially in our current state!"
"Most of us are only at the Low or Mid-Stage Foundation Realm... this isn't a fair fight!"
