The spectators that gathered to witness the second round of the inter-academy competition far exceeded the attendance of the first round.
And this was despite the increased ticket fees, this clear indication showcased their excitement and eagerness to experience the intensity of the second round.A significant contributing factor to this overall enthusiasm was the Grand Arena.Its larger space compared to the Colosseum easily surpassed the former venue in popularity.Although it was a new location, the Grand Arena had its own VIP section, specially designed to accommodate esteemed figures from High and Ancient Clans, additionally, several deans from other academies, who had initially decided not to participate, surprised everyone by attending.However, the most unexpected presence of all was the new Dean of the War God Academy, no one had anticipated his appearance, causing a wave of astonishment among those entering the VIP section.G# Previous Night Later that night, shortly after the masked intruders had fled, Selene left the room to speak with the Royal guards responsible for safeguarding their section of the building. She intended to address the lack of assistance despite the commotion that had taken place at their building.Meanwhile, the rest of the team focused on restoring order to the room, Alec remained seated near Pale, patiently awaiting his awakening. Lost in contemplation, Alec pondered the nature of his connection to the masked individuals who had sought him and Pale. While it seemed that one group aimed to capture them alive, the Zero Clan enforcers appeared determined to eliminate Alec. The attackers had targeted him relentlessly, and Pale had been the only one who had been rendered unconscious and nearly taken away.“Agnes, help me wake up this sleepyhead, I need answers, and I can’t wait any longer,” Alec instructed, address
A bright green glow illuminated a particular room in the building where the Vajra Academy was staying at the Grand Arena buildings. The room layout mirrored that of the War God Academy, albeit on a much grander scale. As the green light receded the group of masked mages from the Dark guild appeared, as they entered, they came face-to-face with the Head Abbot of the Vajra academy, who is engaged in conversation with the monk who served as their team coordinator.“What is the meaning of this? Why have you returned here?” the head Abbot demanded, his expression betraying an uncommon anger.“Oh, my sincerest apologies for intruding, I assure you, it was entirely unintentional, my comrades and I found ourselves in a tight spot and needed a place to hide until the sentry guards passed by,” the figure in the middle, wearing a skeleton mask, responded in a teasing manner.“You insolent fool! How dare you speak so lightly about matters of su
# Back to presentThe Dean of the War God Academy finally shifted his attention away from his battered team, though he could still hear the Head Abbot giggling beside him, but he was determined to maintain his composure, as he refrained from succumbing to rage.“Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to the second round of the inter-academy competition,” announced the red-haired referee that had been chosen to oversee the battle as he ascended into the air, utilizing his control over mana, he projected his voice far and wide, reaching every spectator as if he stood right beside them.With his mastery over the sound element, this task proved relatively effortless.“Are you all ready to witness another blood-curling and intense battle as these two academies compete to determine who would go on to fight for the title of the new supreme academy after one year?” asked the referee, prompting the crowd to erupt into cheers filled with boundless energy. Their collective enthusiasm resonated througho
“And the one who has been chosen to start the battle on behalf of the Bloodline Academy, Connor Lupus!!! “ the red-haired referee shouted Connor’s name, as his voice echoed through the arena, the crowd in response erupted in cheers, their excitement palpable as they eagerly awaited the commencement of the battle.All eyes were on Connor Lupus, as he stood tall with broad shoulders, his rugged, short black hair swaying slightly. His well-defined jawline and the sheer size of his rippling muscles, was barely contained by his customized uniform, added to his imposing presence.As if to heighten the anticipation, Connor suddenly stripped off his uniform, throwing it to a corner , revealing his upper body in the process, and on his back, was a large tattoo of a sleeping wolf etched there .Alec squinted, scrutinizing the tattoo closely, he wondered if it bore any resemblance to his own, however, after a thorough examination, he concluded that they w
While the whole crowd was wild with joy, only the real experts watching the match could tell that it was far from over, as Connor had not been able to land a critical strike on Michael, despite appearances.Suddenly, Michael’s shredded body turned into specks of light and disappeared. As Connor, who seemed to have been expecting this, quickly turned to face his back.Bam!“Come on, show me more! Show me more!” Michael giggled as he jumped around Connor, his sword still sheathed and held in his left hand. He stared at Connor with a wide, uncontainable smile after he had landed a quick jab on Connor’s face .The crowd was taken aback as the fans of Bloodline Academy fell silent, while the Holy Grail Academy supporters erupted in wild cheers. They started to boast about Michael emerging unscathed from the strike, finally finding their voices to retort against the previously taunting Bloodline Academy fans.Agnes,
As Arthur went to place the bet on Michael, he encountered a couple of people who were placing their bets on Connor after witnessing his powerful strike, when they realized Arthur’s choice, they burst into laughter, mocking his decision.--Connor gazed at Michael, still uncertain about how he had managed to evade his attack. He wasn’t scared of him, per se, but he desperately needed to know the spell Michael had cast, this knowledge would enable him to formulate a counter if Michael attempted a similar move again. As he felt if all he did was unleash powerful strikes while Michael evaded everything, then he would be bound to lose.His mind raced with various thoughts, contemplating whether Michael would engage in close-quarter combat after witnessing the destructive capabilities he possessed. However, while Connor was lost in his deliberations, Michael grew bored and swiftly dashed towards him, catching Connor completely off guard
The green claw wind blade hurtled towards Michael, and nearly everyone watching had already resigned themselves to the belief that he would not escape unscathed, they thought the referee might just step in at any moment soon to stop the match. However, just as Connor’s claw wind blade was about to tear through him, a brilliant flash of light enveloped Michael. The light emitted such intense mana fluctuations that it generated a shockwave, sending the wind blade hurtling backwards. The shockwave reached Connor, forcing him to swiftly cross his two hands in an X shape and dig his legs into the ground to prevent himself from being propelled by the force of his opponent’s shockwave, which would have been embarrassing. Connor squinted his light blue eyes, attempting to use his heightened sense of smell to locate Michael, but his keen sense of smell warned him of great danger, causing his body to tremble slightly Connor strained to loc
“Now, that’s not something you see every day!” Damien remarked, sipping from his little flask gin as he observed two mages from their reserved team rushing to the stage to retrieve Connor’s body. They aimed to transport him quickly to the healers, who would treat any injuries before they worsened or developed into hidden ones that could impact his foundations and cultivation speed.“So, have you decided who will be fighting next?” Carmilla Sorin asked Dragov directly, attempting to peek over her brother’s shoulder to catch a glimpse of their captain’s face. However, Damien became irritated and used his hand to push her face away.“I don’t care who fights next, as long as it’s not you,” Damien replied, continuing to push her back.“Ah! That’s not fair, I haven’t had the chance to grace the stage and display my abilities, even that grumpy Connor got a chance,” Carmilla pleaded to her brother, hoping he would allow her to fight.