Witnessing Claude achieving better results heavily affected Benedict's mental state. His forehead was full of sweat as his hands constantly moved, a faint red glow danced between his fingers.
Each time he was about to complete a rune, he would fail because for some reason or another. Even if he managed to complete a rune, it would be destroyed by the condensing card due to the lack of refinement.
The more it happened, the more frustrated Benedict became. His unstable mental state caused his progress to come to a sudden halt. Seeing Benedict in such a horrible state made Elder Maurice and Mr.
Zayne even more nervous.
Even though they were already sure that they would lose the contest, if their results were bad, their punishment would be even more severe. If that happened, it would be much harder for them to shed any responsibility.
Elder Maurice took a deep breath as he frowned. He tried his best to maintain a gentle tone, "Benedict, keep your composure. Don't let your anxiety get to you. You know that being anxious won't help you, and will only worsen your condition. Once you get back to Phoenix Valley, you will be punished even more for it!"
Those words caused a jolt in Benedict's heart, but they also helped motivate him. He bit his lip as he used the
pain to sober himself up, tightening his mental state.
Master Forrest furrowed his eyebrows slightly as he grunted, "You're already at eight hundred and eighty. With a bit more work, you'll be at nine hundred."
Master Forrest's words were clearly to disrupt the other contestants. Just as he wanted, those words managed to trigger the four participants that were at the center. They all widened their eyes as they looked at Bradley in disbelief.
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