The students called by the instructor climbed onto one of the combat arenas.

From a box in the closed training grounds, Professor Merac Desef, Professor Descar Ametz, and other professors who taught Class A students watched the preliminary tournament unfold to ensure that everything went smoothly.

Sentur Denss vs. Alse Zircur!

Begin.

Two demon warriors, both wearing sportswear, Sentur wielded a sword and Alse wielded a spear.

Alse was a dark-skinned demon with green eyes and green hair, brown horns, and a robust build. He was a demon with the diluted lineage of the minotaurs.

On the other hand, Sentur was a demon with purple skin, black eyes, and a kind of dark red and black energy that formed two ethereal-looking horns.

Bang!

A small shockwave spread out when Sentur's sword and Alse's spear collided.

Both began to block and attack.

It was clear that they still lacked experience, wasting physical and demonic energy on impulsive, indecisive attacks.

For some students, the fight was interesting.

Asfil rested his head on Mart's shoulder with a calm, almost cold expression, and then asked him:

"Who do you think will win?"

"From the way they fight, it seems that they are evenly matched. Endurance will decide who wins," said Mart, and then looked in the other direction where a demonic sorcerer was casting imprecise but powerful spells and his opponent was trying to cut the spells with daggers covered in demonic energy.

In the end, the instructor announced Alse's victory.

Although both students looked exhausted, Alse was still standing, and Sentur was on his knees because his arms and legs were shaking from muscle fatigue.

Alse hid it, but the fingers holding his spear trembled slightly.

Since both were at the starting point of the third rank, Mart considered that Sentur had been unlucky in choosing chopsticks, because there were some students at the advanced point of the second rank who advanced with the help of good fortune.

In the other match, Mart had predicted that the demonic sorcerer would win, and so it was, because the dagger warrior was very reckless and only cut spells for the sake of cutting without even properly closing the distance, and although the mage did not control the amount of demonic energy he expended, his reserve and demonic staff provided him with the necessary reserves to wear his opponent down.

...

Several minutes passed, and the preliminaries of the preliminaries came to an end.

The students who had just fought were allowed to be the last to fight again so that they could regain their strength.

There would be two official rounds of preliminaries that day, which were mandatory, so if any student was too exhausted or injured to participate in the second round, they would simply be disqualified. Similarly, the preliminary round would end the next day, and anyone who could not show up for the fights would be disqualified.

...

"Denert Bendest vs. Mart Sevec," announced the dark-skinned instructor with small gray horns.

Mart stood up, Selis and Asfil wished him luck, he nodded and walked toward the combat arena while the vast majority of students watched him, curious to see Mart's skills after it was announced that he had reached the midpoint of the fourth rank.

Most of the students, especially those who envied Mart, claimed that Mart's progress was due to the miraculous potions and high-level treasures that his family must be providing him.

...

Mart stepped into the combat arena, and although his reputation remained bad, the female students considered him handsome, and it was true, however, most of the attraction they felt was due to Mart's Charm attribute.

A young demon with orange hair and eyes, white skin, and red horns and nails looked at Mart with contempt, but there was still anxiety in his eyes, as the students in the male dormitories had seen the remains of two conspiring demons that Mart had killed, although they attributed the success of those actions to the demonic artifacts and stones that Mart bought. that did not make it any less true that Mart was someone who did not hesitate to kill if he felt hostility.

Denert held a mid-level demonic staff in his hands.

Mart took two small bags out of his demonic bag, one containing the obsidian orchid powder that Selis had prepared for him and the other containing demonic steel powder.

"Denert Bendest vs. Mart Sevec."

Begin.

Mart threw the powder from both bags and created hundreds of fine needles.

Denert swallowed hard.

"If you're afraid, you can surrender," Mart suggested calmly.

Denert felt a bitter taste in his mouth, waved his wand, and created six fireballs that flew toward Mart.

Mart simply raised his left hand, creating a demonic barrier, which he adjusted to the fourth rank. When the attacks ended, Mart's barrier had only been cracked in a few places.

Mart didn't wait and extended his left hand toward Denert.

Bang! Bang!...

Hundreds of small explosions were heard.

Denert saw the rain of needles heading toward him.

Mart's needles advanced protected by a thin barrier that was fragile on the inside but resistant on the outside, so if a wall or barrier tried to stop the needles, it would first have to withstand the impact of the barrier protecting the needles and then the impact of the needles themselves as they broke through their own barriers to hit the target.

Denert raised his staff, creating two demonic barriers around him.

Denert heard the first barrier break, then half of the needles destroyed the second barrier and the other half of the needles advanced unimpeded toward their target.

"I surrender!"

Denert exclaimed in fear, closed his eyes, and was about to urinate himself. When he opened his eyes again, he saw dozens and dozens of needles 1 centimeter from his body.

Denert felt chills when he thought about what would have happened if he hadn't surrendered.

In the end, Mart separated the obsidian orchid powder and the demonic steel powder again to store them in their respective bags.

...

Everything remained silent at the training ground. Some found it terrifying to see someone use hundreds of needles to attack an enemy, and just imagining themselves in Denert's place made many students shudder.

"The winner of this round is Mart Sevec."

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