Chapter 51
The upperclassmen were really angry with what Zane had said in front of them.
"Tch—is this kid taking me for a joke?" The guy standing in front of Zane thought, grinding his teeth and tightening his hand on his blade.
"So what do you think, instructor?" Zane asked, taking his hand out of his pocket and scratching his head.
"Umm—we’ve never done that, and I don’t think the Academy will allow that to happen," the instructor said, stepping backwards .
"Instructor, allow it. Maybe it can help us select the strongest amongst the students," the principal said.
While entering the training ground with Hannah by his side.
"Huh? Principal, are you sure about this? He is still a first-year, it will be dangerous to let him do that ," the instructor asked.
"It’s fine," the principal said, sitting on a chair to watch the match.
"Okay sir, how much do you want us to increase?" the instructor asked, looking at Zane.
"Well, let’s see," Zane said, looking around at the people and seeing how strong they were. "Maybe ten per round," he said.
"Huh? Kid, do you think you are strong enough to fight ten of us in each round?"
students started shouting at Zane,some throwing things , but Zane was not bothered by it he just looked at them without saying anything.As he knew his limits.
"Okay, numbers 31 to 39, come on to the stage," the instructor shouted.
Six boys and three girls stood up and headed to the stage.
"All right, everyone is ready. You may begin," the instructor shouted and jumped outside of the stage .
"Damn you, brat, how dare you underestimate us like that!" a big-bodied guy with a large shield shouted while grading his teeth and tightening his hands on the shield while charging at Zane with full power.
"You are too loud," Zane said, picking up small stones from the ground and shooting it at the guy’s shield and a well made silver armor.
FWOOSH! BOOM!
The big-bodied guy’s shield was destroyed, and he was hit in the stomach, sent flying backward, and fell in front of his team, losing consciousness.
"Huh, just like that he defeated a B-rank tank with a small stone? Is he even human?" a girl among the people on the stage said, taking a few steps back.
"Who is next?" Zane asked, throwing another small stone into the air, catching it again, and looking at his opponents.
"What did I just watch? Did he just disrespect the man known in the second year as the ’Unbreakable Wall, what a monster ’?" Grace said, looking at Zane.
"He’s really strong, and I want to fight him," John said, his eyes wide open and his face locked in a creepy smile.
"Here he goes again with his creep face," Grace said, shaking her head.
"He really has grown way better than I expected," Kane said.
"What do you expect from someone able to spar with the Dark Tower’s leader?" Primrose said, folding her hands and crossing her legs.
"What? He is able to spar with the Dark Tower leader?" Kane asked with a shocked expression.
"Yeah, according to what Eveline said, he is now able to exchange blows with her for more than an hour," Primrose explained, her gaze locked on Zane.
"To be able to fight that woman while she is dodging is considered a good feat.
Considering she never trains anyone, to exchange blows with her means Zane has surpassed the standard of an average student and even some elite adventurers," Kane said, looking at Zane.
"Some elite? This guy is way stronger than that. He’s just hiding it," Primrose said, looking down.
"It seems you guys don’t want to come at me, then I will come for you myself," Zane said, disappearing from where he was.
"Where did he go?" the guy supposed to fight Zane asked, looking around.
When he turned back to ask the team he was going to fight with, he saw Zane standing behind him, holding the last guy by the collar in mid-air.
The guy started to tremble to the extent that he peed in his pants. "What kind of man am I looking at? How did he get here? How did he beat them all without making any noise, and he hasn’t been seen since he disappeared from his position?" The guy started asking himself many questions.
WOOSH!
"It’s okay, it’s okay, you’re just not on my level," Zane whispered in the guy’s ear, then kicked him off the stage.
"Why is my life like this? I thought I had succeeded since I entered the academy, but it seems I am still as weak as I’ve always been," the guy thought, covering his face with one hand while tears fell from his cheeks and his other hand hit the ground.
"Mmm..." Zane noticed the guy hitting the ground and crying.
"If you are not satisfied with the loss, get stronger and come back to challenge me any time you see me," Zane said, looking at him before walking away.
"Did he just give me a chance to challenge him again? But why?" the guy thought, standing up and clenching his fists. "I will grow strong enough to fight this guy," he thought, wiping his tears and leaving the trial.
"He really is strong. I didn’t follow his move until the last guy," John said with a surprised expression.
"That guy is on a different level. It would be good to stay on his good side," Grace thought.
"Instructor, can you give me more? I haven’t even started yet," Zane said, standing in the middle of the stage.
Everyone on the training ground kept quiet, except...
"I will do it," a guy sitting with John and Grace said, walking toward the stage.
"Huh, hey, that’s my prey! Why are you doing this?" John said, trying to pull the guy’s clothes. "Damn you, Alex," John muttered, sitting back down in his chair.
"Why are you angry? You were going to lose too, so why bother fighting?" Grace said, watching Alex climb onto the stage.
"Mmm, that’s Alex—the guy said to be the strongest among the students. Why is he going on the stage?" Kane asked.
"What else? He doesn’t want to lose his spot as the strongest student," Primrose replied.
Alex entered the stage, stood in front of Zane, and didn’t say anything.
"Umm, instructor, can you add more?" Zane said.
Everyone kept quiet because they knew how strong Alex was, holding a record of never being defeated since entering the academy.
"Are you trying to hog the spotlight or something?" Alex asked, looking at Zane with a serious expression.
"Nope. It’s just that I don’t want to spend two to three days for the academy to select 5 people. If you and the other 20 or 50 come, that will reduce the number nicely," Zane said, looking up at the sky.