Once they reached the borders of this forest, he found a large wall similar to the one he passed through to enter the academy, separating the academy from this forest.
"Listen to me very carefully. When you enter the forest, your contest will officially begin. There are no rules to be followed except to survive.
If you thought you couldn't survive then you can retreat to the gate here and this will be considered as a forfeit. Inside the forest, you need to collect as many monsters cores as you can get.
These cores will be one of the factors that you will need in the final rankings. Now let the contest begin."
That was the sound of the oldest looking cultivator from the judges. He seemed to be their head. Ibro moved with the crowd passing through the gates of the academy.
He noticed a mocking smile on the face of that man. He seemed like he was proud of the trap he set for Sroki's disciple. Ibro responded to his smile with another smile.
