Zane was drenched in sweat.
Once again, his eyes drifted toward the man sitting atop the stage.
He quickly looked away.
"Why are we still standing here?" he asked.
Shelby glanced at his watch and replied, "It'll be time soon."
Zane could still feel spiteful eyes drilling into him from the crowd.
This time, he turned his attention toward the other Freshers.
Only now did he begin to realize the sheer number of students from the other towers far outnumbered those from his Eastern Tower.
He scanned through them, noting many had already broken through to the One-Star Mana Core level, some even at the early stages of advancement.
What caught his attention even more were the students whose attribute points had crossed 5,000 in all three major stats.
"They're strong…" he muttered, his expression turning serious.
As he continued his scan, his gaze fell upon Shawn Bracewell, who glared back at him, eyes filled with poison.
