"Today's second trial is a test of cloud magic," Zuo Zizhi's voice echoed.
"With the four boundary markers of the eastern suburbs as the limit, Mr. Lu will cast a cloud spell to cover the eastern suburbs."
"Participants must rise with the clouds. Anyone whose cloud height is below one hundred meters will be considered a failure."
"Participants must only use cloud magic to compete. Using other spells to attack others will result in military punishment."
"Those whose clouds dissipate will fail."
"Those who faint due to lack of primordial energy will fail."
"Those who are squeezed out of the boundary will fail."
Once Zuo Zizhi recited the rules for the second trial, the more than nine hundred participants below immediately showed varied expressions.
Some were adept at cloud magic, while others were not.
Those confident in their cloud magic were smug.
Those worried about not making it hung their heads in despair.
But no one questioned this method of testing.