The Bet! (Fixed)

Above the dimensional realm, a massive war fortress stood.

On the third floor, in a conference room.

"They're performing well, becoming more mature."

"They should be mature by now."

"Although this is their first impromptu assignment. If they can't remain calm in life-and-death fights, their mentality is too weak to be in this academy." The instructors, dozens of them, clicked on their screens, constantly changing their observation targets.

Each impromptu assignment was a growth opportunity for the students.

"What about him?"

"This kid is fully adapting to the dimension." Magus Daphne smiled, pointing at Tron on the screen.

Numerous high-altitude surveillance arcane tech, combined with the positioning bracelets worn by each participants, ensured that each student was monitored accurately, recording each student's score.