Potential
In the dim sky, heavy snow fell.
Many geniuses stared at the countless hailstones floating in the sky. When the third round began, the hailstones rained down again. One by one, they shot down at newly-elevated speeds.
It's too fast. Many geniuses felt like the hailstones had arrived in front of them in the blink of an eye. They barely had time to think and react. Before they could dodge, the hailstones had hit their bodies.
It's over. I got hit.
Crap.
That's too fast.
Many geniuses were struck. The number of geniuses that were struck by hail increased.
An invisible force hoisted them up and threw them towards the spectators.
"Although they have reached Archean Mountain's minimum requirements, not being able to withstand the third round means that they only have ordinary reaction speeds."