Kent and everyone who entered the tower were ejected, and the large doors of the tower closed, sealing it for another three years.
Cheers rang out from those who managed to master at least one flame art. Their happiness was palpable.
Of course, they should be happy. What they had accomplished was something that would shape their futures forever.
They were delighted to finally have a chance to join the sect, which would continue to help them grow beyond their wildest expectations.
Essentially, learning even a heavenly grade technique had opened doors for them.
However, while some were celebrating, others were shedding tears because they couldn't even learn a single technique.
That was their loss, for they now have no chance of even taking the sect entrance exams, let alone entering to grow further.
Their one chance to change their lives was now taken away by their inability to learn even a single technique.
