As he spoke, the entire venue was dead silent.
Florian was satisfied with the response he got and smiled as he looked around before he spoke, “Congratulations, everyone for passing the previous round of the literary test. Today will be the semi-finals for the literary competition, and you will be tested on formations. Can you see the wooden stakes here? This is the Nine Palace Golden Lock Formation. All of you will enter the formation in sequence. You need to come out from the formation within an hour to qualify for the next round. If you fail, you will be eliminated.”
As he spoke, Florian raised his hand.
In an instant, the royal guards protecting the formation opened the entrance, and a handsome-looking figure walked in.
It was Kilenc! He seemed fearless facing the formation.
At that moment, the audience stands cheered loudly.
“Yes, it's Mister Dokko.”
“Mister Dokko knows about the formation, too? He looks so confident. He’s so powerful!”
“What else can you say? Mister Dokko is a top talent; formations are not a big deal to him?”
Kilenc smiled confidently when he heard everyone’s compliments and cheers.
Kilenc knew formations. The Nine Palace Golden Lock Formation was one of the formations he was familiar with.
'He is an interesting person as he is quite a strong contender in the previous round of the literary competition.' Darryl smiled when he saw what was in front of him but stayed silent.
Parker said softly, “Luca! It’s almost our turn; shall we enter together?”
Although Darryl proposed that, Parker was still nervous.
No matter what, it was the semi-final. It was definitely not an easy formation made by the royal family.
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