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Instructor Duran sat on his chair, his wine glass trembling slightly in his hand as he watched the names of the students appear on the screen. His eyes followed the students' progress, his excitement building as they conquered each level of the Fighting Pavilion Tower However, his enthusiasm quickly turned to disappointment when he saw that only about a hundred mages had managed to reach the fourth level,He let out a disapproving snort, his gaze filled with disdain. But as he was about to dismiss the lackluster performance of the students, his attention was immediately caught by a sudden burst of light on the screen. The light of the seventh level in the tower flickered incessantly, indicating the presence of numerous mages with general-level potential. A smile crept onto Duran's face