Mark Lin waited for one minute, and finally the last batch of monsters spawned.
This time, there were no mage monsters; instead, a Boss-Tier monster appeared.
For Mark Lin, it made no difference.
The skeleton warriors charged forward and started smashing wildly, then quickly fell silent.
For Mark Lin, the fourth round of the exam was thus over.
Now, it was just a matter of waiting for the others.
After ten minutes, the fourth round of the exam was finally completed by all.
"The fourth round of the exam is over."
"120 people participated in the fourth round, and only 5 have passed."
A stir ran through the crowd.
The examiner's voice echoed throughout the venue—inside and outside the tower, everyone heard it.
Out of 120 participants, only 5 remained.
This proved these 5 were true prodigies, worthy of entering the top-level prestigious academies.
At the same time, the rankings of the five were announced.
"Now, the rankings after the second round onward will be revealed."
1.Mark Lin, total points: 3605
2.May Zuo, total points: 2470
3.Snow Xia, 2270 points
4.Arthur Wang, 2265 points
5.Jim Feng, 2200 points
Mark Lin was still far ahead.
Light shone upon the five, restoring all their statuses.
Arthur Wang, who had fallen into a weakened state after berserk mode, had his weakness removed by the light, and his berserk skill was available again.
"Everything is going according to plan! Round five is when the real battle begins!" Arthur Wang gripped his greatsword, a smile on his face.
Snow Xia exhaled deeply, "Top five... getting into Summer Capital Academy shouldn't be a problem."
May Zuo's gaze was solemn, "Summer Capital Academy, here I come."
Without exception, the goal of all five was Summer Capital Academy.
The examiner's voice sounded again.
"I know you all want to get into Summer Capital Academy."
"But it's not that easy."
"Don't think that making the top five means you're safe. There's still the final round, and if you don't perform well, you'll still be eliminated."
"To get into Summer Capital Academy, you must speak with points."
"If you can reach 10,000 points, I guarantee you'll get in."
"Now, listen carefully to the rules of the fifth round."
...
The five pricked up their ears and listened carefully.
The fifth round had its own name.
It was called the Battle Space.
Each of them would be sent into a special zone.
Inside, monsters would continuously spawn.
There would be warriors, mages, archers, knights—every type imaginable.
And the numbers would be huge; the first wave would exceed a hundred.
Later waves would have enhanced types, elites, elite-enhanced monsters, Bosses, even the final Bosses.
The faster you killed, the more monsters would spawn, and the faster they would strengthen.
This required everyone to regulate their attack and kill pace.
Killing faster wasn't always better.
The key was how the points changed.
The Battle Space was divided into five stages, with different points per stage.
Stage 1: Monsters at level 15, each kill grants 50 points.
Stage 2: Monsters reach level 16, each kill grants 100 points.
For each level increase, points would double.
By stage 5, when monsters reached level 19, each kill would grant 800 points.
This was just for ordinary monsters; enhanced monsters, elites, Bosses would yield even more points.
Judging by this, if Mark Lin failed in this round, his earlier lead would be lost.
It seemed unfair at first.
All previous efforts might be wasted.
But Mark Lin understood clearly—the true strong would show their power in the fifth round.
The purpose of the great exam was to select geniuses who could bear the future of humanity.
As the countdown ended, the fifth round officially began.
The remaining five were simultaneously transmitted into the Battle Space.
At the tower's control room, the screens showing the five disappeared.
Several examiners showed disappointed expressions.
"Sigh, this stupid rule—even we can't watch."
"Yeah, the fifth round is the most exciting part, but we're not allowed to see it."
"Our permissions only allow us to see point changes to judge."
"Ning, can you watch?"
All examiners looked at Frank Ning expectantly.
They were itching to see Mark Lin's performance in round five.
Frank Ning glanced briefly and said calmly, "No, I can't."
The examiners were shocked, "Even you can't watch?"
"Then who can?"
Frank Ning nodded, "In the empire, fewer than ten people have the authority to watch the fifth round's footage."
The examiners were even more stunned.
Fewer than ten people—what kind of powerful figures were these? They didn't even dare to imagine.
Frank Ning continued, "Anyway, remember, this isn't your business. I'm in a good mood today, so I told you a bit more."
"We understand! We won't pry."
The examiners weren't fools—they realized this was serious.
Even if emboldened, they wouldn't dare to investigate.
In the entire Divine Summer Empire, fewer than ten had such power.
Just hearing that was terrifying enough.
The Battle Space was vast—a huge plain.
The ground was pitch black, emitting a strong smell of blood.
Countless jagged rocks were scattered around, some towering several meters high.
Such an environment gave professionals room to maneuver.
Mark Lin's nose twitched slightly. "The blood smell is intense, full of death energy. This place has witnessed unimaginable battles."
As a necromancer, Mark Lin was especially sensitive to death energy.
The West Sea Mines dungeon and previous exam rounds had no such presence.
This place was different.
Here, genuine death energy lingered.
A true life-and-death battlefield had taken place here, and on a large scale.
Blood had soaked the earth, staining it dark brown, and the bloodstain smell had not faded for years.
"Is this to let us get a feel for a real battlefield beforehand?"
Footsteps sounded as a group of monsters appeared in view.
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