Chapter 158: 158 Speechless.

“I concede”.

A clear sound reverberated across the arena, bringing the clashes to an end, but the silver flash still lingered in the air.

Jin lowered his katana; his breath was calm despite the blood trailing down his cheek.

In front of him, Kojiro stood still, his widened eyes still etched into Jin’s earlier movement.

Kojiro’s grip on his katana faltered, for he recognized the last attack his opponent unleashed.

“…Impossible”. Kojiro’s voice was quiet as the silence gripped the arena.

Selene’s voice rang through the Coliseum, the same energy as the bright summer.

“The first match has concluded, and the winner is Jin from Promethys”.

A moment lapsed before a thunderous cheer erupted as the magnificent opening match in the martial arts tournaments drew its curtain.

Both candidates had given their all, performing techniques that even put adults to shame.

Students in Prometheus Academy stood up, shouting Jin’s name in excitement.

However, the wolf boy was in a daze; he couldn’t still wrap his mind around the last strike. His eyes narrowed, its pointy slit shrank dangerously like a predator.

Kojiro’s blade trembled faintly, holding the swelling emotion that flooded his heart.

He shot a glare at Jin, and blood started to boil in his veins. His curiosity blurred everything.

The wolf boy bit his lips, hesitating to voice his mind.

As he gazed at Jin’s emerald eyes that reflected his figure, Kojiro exhaled sharply and sheathed his katana with a satisfying ’click’.

“…Jin, that last attack?”.

“Oh you realized? Sorry, for using it without your consent”. Jin slightly bowed his torso.

“Oh, no, I was… in shock that’s all”.

Kojiro chuckled, seeing his opponent’s composure that brought calm to his heart.

A smile formed on his lips before Kojiro responded with a respectful bow.

Then, a round of applause rained down on the arena as the two candidates were not fighting for a measly title but as warriors.

Both simultaneously straightened their posture with lips parted on each side, revealing a satisfied grin.

Kojiro raised his brows, seeing Jin stretched his hand forward. “I hope we can meet again later”.

The wolf boy grasped the black-haired boy’s hand. “Yes likewise”.

However, Kojiro paused when he gripped Jin’s palm. His breath turned shallow, feeling the surfaces of Jin’s skin.

It was not only full of calluses but also ruptured, like a hard stone surface, a testament to the boy’s bloody effort.

For the first time in his life, Kojiro found someone more dedicated to the sword than he was as a successor.

’No wonder he could replicate my movement’.

Kojiro swallowed his compliment and kept it in his heart as a reminder for the next journey.

At the last moment, when Kojiro was lured into Jin’s trap, his eyes were drawn to Jin’s fluid movement, slithering freely like a serpent-no, a dragon swimming in the sky.

“I will take my leave”.

With flame in his heart, Kojiro bid his farewell to Jin, who witnessed his retreating figure. But he knew for sure that their encounter would not be long in the future.

Seeing the wolf boy exit, Jin’s shoulder slumped, releasing the tension in his body, and he turned to his comrade in the tunnel.

He moved his light feet, approaching Tania, who came out as the second contender.

Once Jin was next to the girl, his calm voice traveled between them.

“Good luck in your match”.

Tania stopped midway. She reached out to her chest, feeling her pounding heart like a wardrum on the battlefield. “Thank you”.

“Now, let’s start with the second match, between Tania from Promethys Academy Vs. Damian from Valor Academy, both contestants present”.

Selene paused momentarily, letting the tension shimmer as the spectators clenched their jaws in rushed.

After reaching the tunnel, the other Alpha Class gave Jin a look, then shifted to the arena where Tania was facing a senior male from Valor Academy.

His body was tall, approximately 190 cm, rough, with bulging muscles twitching faintly. The boy had no hair on his head, his smooth scalp gleaming under the sunlight like polished stone.

Damian didn’t say much, but his silence felt heavy, unlike any words.

“It’s a pleasure to meet you”.

Tania’s voice was clear and sharp; it cut through Jin’s ear in the distance, making him widen his eyes.

’Well, she has grown for sure’.

Jin couldn’t hold his chuckle and crossed his arms on his chest, hearing the once haughty and aloof girl could now open her stone wall for others.

It was also a part of Allen’s personality, who reached out to her when she was struggling to build relationships around her.

And thanks to the training she underwent for months under Jin’s camp. Tania slightly matured.

“Both parties are ready, and… the match begins”. Selene swung her hand down as a signal.

’Its starting’.

Jin’s emerald eyes flared. He held his breath as he felt mana erupted in the place. A blinding light of green and brown swirled in the middle of the arena like a raging storm.

“Sonic blade”.

With a flick from her hand, Tania sent a compressed wind blade, so thin and invisible.

However, her opponent noticed the distortion in the air as he stomped the ground hard, followed by rumbling that halted the cheer.

The ground under Damian moved, standing still like a towering shield before him.

It blocked the wind blade, carving a deep wound on its thick pillar.

’Tania’s wind magic seemed sharper than before’.

Jin rubbed his chin, commenting to himself. As someone who had an aptitude for wind elemental, he was aware of what wind spell capabilities were.

Because of its formless trait, it can be molded for as long as the caster’s knowledge and imagination.

Additionally, one thing that distinguished wind from other elements was its sharp attribute, which could cut and shred everything like a myriad of blades, enhancing agility.

’He’s come!’. Jin’s eyes narrowed, seeing Tania’s opponent.

Damian spread his legs, posing a martial stance as he thrust his fist forward toward the shield.

The pillar shook before it shattered into thousands of pieces, and with a wave from his hand, the debris floated around him.

He pointed his finger forward, his deep voice ringing in the place. “Rock bullet”.

A small stone spun in midair and shot forward like a bullet. It tore through the wind barrier Tania conjured with deadly force.

Tania’s body glowed in green; it pulsated around her skin like a heartbeat, gliding sideways as she dodged the bullet.

The rock howled straight in the air, ripping through the space as it pierced the arena walls and formed a hole with spreading cracks.

She didn’t bother to look as she conjured a magic circle in her hands and faced her opponent, who began to rain Tania with stones.

A green silhouette launched through the air, riding a vertical air current. Tania’s figure hovered in midair, fluttering like a leaf.

Both contestants exchanged spells as Damian stood on the ground; his presence was indomitable like a mountain.

And Tania, who glided above, was freed from any boundaries.

Sharp wind clawed at the hardened soil, throwing small debris that covered the arena.

Damian took a passive measure. He conjured a defensive spell, waiting for his opponent to waste herself first before striking.

’Go, Tania, don’t waste your mana further’. Jin lifted his gaze, watching Tania, who prepared something in her hand.

With a wave from the girl’s hand, dust erupted in the arena, blocking everyone’s vision.

A magic circle glowed beneath her, pulling all the wind in the atmosphere. It took shape into a green spear in her hand.

Dust parted as more and more towering pillars set on the area, covering Damian’s trace like a turtle shell.

However, as the dust cleared, Tania shot forward like a comet, gripping the spear tight in her hands.

Using her flight as momentum, the girl retracted her hand backward and then threw the spear.

Shockwaves rippled through the air as the green spear began to spin furiously, turning the spear into a massive serpent maw.

“Tempest Spear”. Jin’s lips spread in a grin, and he recognized the spell in their training session.

The spear pierced into the towering stones. It plunged deeply, shattering layer upon layer until it reached Damian, who shut himself from the outside world.

A tremor ran across the building, turning the entire Coliseum muted.

Then, from the rubbles, Jin and the crowds, who held their breath in anticipation, saw Damian, his eyes rolling to the back, unconscious.

“The match is over, and Promethys Academy once again clinched victory in this second match”.

Selene’s energetic voice boomed like an explosion, shaking everyone’s eardrums. Cheers erupted as Jin could hear the commotion behind him.

As the dust cleared, Tania descended. She was calm, radiating an ethereal glory that lasted in an instant.

The girl slightly bowed her head to the unconscious Damian and turned back, walking to her classmates while being flooded with compliments.

“I’m next”.

Jin turned to his side, facing Silvia’s flat, almost aloof expression, and stood next to him.

Tania returned and glanced at Silvia’s side. It was subtle, but Jin could gauge their conversation.

“I’m going”.

Silvia didn’t look at Jin; she moved forward. Each step was regal and filled with grace, drawing much attention to her side.

The girl stood at the center of the arena—cold and breath-taking like a winter. Her silver hair shimmered under the sun, flowing gently like snow.

Jin snorted in understanding. He knew first-hand how beautiful the girl was.

“Okay, thanks for the wait. Let’s start the third match…”.

Selene’s voice rang as the opponent from Valor Academy’s side took his entrance.

A senior male with parted bangs revealed his handsome face. He stood tall, the same as Jin, but the boy exuded a haughtiness from his lifted chest, looking down on his opponent.

“Third match, begin”.

With that as a cue, the male senior snorted and conjured a blue magic circle in his hand, gathering tremendous mana into his hand.

However, from the tunnel, Jin’s expression soured as he could guess what happened next.

’He’s doomed’.

And true to his thoughts, the spell Silvia’s opponent created burst forth like a bubble.

“Why is it not activated?”. The male’s shrill voice broke through the silence, pondering what had happened.

“Go”.

Meanwhile, Silvia’s cold tone mercilessly froze the air as a massive torrent of water gathered on top of the male and drowned him.

With a wave from her hand, the water spat the unconscious male out toward the Valor Academy’s tunnel.

Her act was nothing but provocation and a challenge.

“Promethys Academy has won again for the third time…”.

Following Selene’s voice, the arena shook with intensity, shaping the new legend of a Winter Monarch in the town.

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