’Seems like these three didn’t come alone’ General Cao thought grimly when he saw several agents of the Dragonyx family appearing right behind Aron and Selene.
"Look!! The strongest students have arrived!!" But out of the blue, a student who still stood along with other students not too far away from the face off suddenly exclaimed as he pointed towards the sky.
Suddenly, the air shifted. A powerful wave of energy surged across the courtyard, making even the hardened agents of the Dragonyx family tense. Footsteps echoed across the grounds, and the most formidable students of the Pacesetter Academy arrived in an imposing manner.
First to appear were two young women, their presence heralded by a cold wind. Their aura was sharp and biting, like the edge of a frozen blade. One was Lila, Kaelen’s sweetheart, her now long silver hair catching the light as she approached, her face a mask of quiet determination.
She was known for her grace, her mastery of ice magic, and her suspicious relationship with Kaelen, though now that topic is now forgotten due to the situation. By her side was the Ice Jade Princess, Carmilia’s top disciple, whose frosty aura was far more intense. The air around her shimmered with ice crystals, her expression one of unshakable confidence.
She was of a higher level than Lila, her control over ice magic almost flawless, and her mere presence caused the Dragonyx agents to shift uneasily.
Trailing behind the Ice Jade Princess was a towering figure, robust and powerful, radiating sheer physical might. This was the Fleeting Spear, a disciple of Vlahiç, known for his incredible speed and precision in combat. His eyes gleamed with determination as he hefted his massive spear over his shoulder, its polished metal tip reflecting the sunlight.
His presence was both intimidating and awe-inspiring, and even the agents of Dragonyx had heard of his legendary prowess.
Not far behind him was a figure cloaked in shadows. The Dark Prince, a disciple of Bowel, moved like a phantom, his dark magic swirling around him like a living entity. His eyes glowed with a dangerous intensity, his power almost suffocating to those around him.
Some whispered that his dark magic might one day surpass even his master’s, and that the only thing keeping him from true power was the thin thread of morality he still held on to. His presence sent a chill down the spines of both friend and foe, and even the Dragonyx agents kept their distance.
And finally, from the far end of the courtyard, a lone figure appeared. He wasn’t associated with any of the pillars of the Academy, yet he was perhaps the most feared among the students. Known simply as the Mysterious Swordsman, his identity was shrouded in secrecy, and many whispered that he was the strongest of the Academy’s students.
His sword was sheathed at his side, and yet the sheer force of his presence made the air around him hum with power. He didn’t need to say anything—his calm, focused demeanor spoke volumes. His reputation alone had caused challengers to fall before him without ever drawing his blade. He was a force to be reckoned with, and the Dragonyx agents could feel it.
General Cao, standing with the other pillars of the Academy, watched the scene unfold. He gave a silent nod of approval as the peak students assembled. The Dragonyx agents, led by Aron and Selene, felt the full weight of the Academy’s strength before them. For a brief moment, there was a standoff, as if the two sides were sizing each other up.
The aged man, who had accompanied Aron and Selene, narrowed his eyes at the newcomers. His aura flared briefly, sensing the growing power around him. "So these are the best the Academy has to offer," he muttered under his breath, a hint of disdain in his voice. "Impressive... but not enough."
’It seems like he isn’t here’ Lila thought as he scanned area in search of Kaelen. But after confirming that he isn’t here, she couldn’t help but sigh in relief. The Ice Jade Princess, however, was already preparing her ice magic, eyes focused on the Dragonyx agents as if daring them to make the first move.
The Fleeting Spear grinned, cracking his knuckles as he eyed Aron and Selene. "This should be fun," he said, his voice full of confidence.
The Dark Prince remained silent, the shadows around him swirling restlessly, as if anticipating the chaos to come.
And the Mysterious Swordsman stood perfectly still, his hand resting on his blade, his eyes cold and calculating. He didn’t need to speak—his presence alone was enough to send a clear message.
General Cao finally spoke, his voice cutting through the tension. "The Academy does not yield to threats, no matter where they come from." He cast a glance toward the aged man, his tone firm. "You wanted to test the strength of our students. Very well, here they are."
The aged man gave a small smirk. "Let’s see if they live up to their reputation," he said softly, his gaze shifting to Aron and Selene, who stood at the ready, their own formidable auras flaring.
The tension in the air thickened as the opposing sides prepared for the inevitable clash. The aged man from the Dragonyx family observed with an impassive expression, while Aron and Selene stood silently, their chaotic mana swirling around them like a storm.
The Fleeting Spear, brimming with confidence, took a step forward. His imposing frame seemed to radiate power as he hefted his massive spear over his shoulder. "I’ll go first," he announced, a smirk crossing his face as he locked eyes with Aron. "Let’s see what you’re made of."
Aron remained silent, his cold eyes betraying no emotion as he stepped forward to face the Fleeting Spear. The chaotic energy surrounding him seemed to grow denser with each passing moment, but Aron made no move to draw any weapons or prepare a stance.
With a battle cry, the Fleeting Spear surged forward, moving with incredible speed for someone of his size. His spear, a weapon that had brought down countless opponents, glinted in the light as it shot forward like lightning, aimed directly at Aron’s chest.
The attack was precise, powerful, and swift—but Aron remained completely still. Just as the spear was about to make contact, Aron moved, almost lazily. He raised one arm and, with minimal effort, deflected the blow using only his bare hand. The Fleeting Spear’s eyes widened in shock as his powerful strike was swatted away like a nuisance.
"Is that all you’ve got?" Aron finally spoke, his voice cold and emotionless.
’How is this possible?’
The Fleeting Spear, undeterred yet surprised, gritted his teeth and launched into a series of rapid, vicious strikes. His spear moved like a blur, each strike carrying enough force to shatter stone. But no matter how fast or powerful the attacks were, Aron repelled each one with the same effortless motion, using just his right arm.
His chaotic mana surged around him, creating an oppressive atmosphere that weighed down on everyone present.
Aron finally grew tired of the onslaught. As the Fleeting Spear prepared for another strike, Aron stepped forward with a speed that defied logic, closing the distance between them in an instant. He grabbed the shaft of the Fleeting Spear’s weapon mid-thrust and, with a single twist of his wrist, disarmed him completely.
The spear flew out of the Fleeting Spear’s hands and clattered to the ground several meters away.
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"What in the–"
The Fleeting Spear barely had time to react before Aron lashed out with his chaotic mana. His arm surged forward, delivering a powerful blow to the Fleeting Spear’s chest. The force of the strike sent the towering warrior hurtling backward, crashing into the ground with an earth-shaking impact.
Bang!!!!
Silence filled the air as the Fleeting Spear lay on the ground, gasping for breath, his body trembling from the overwhelming force. He had been utterly defeated, and Aron had barely broken a sweat.
"Pathetic," Aron muttered under his breath, glancing at his hand as if the entire exchange had been beneath him.
General Cao and the other pillars of the Academy watched in stunned silence. The Fleeting Spear was one of the Academy’s strongest, yet Aron had dispatched him with nothing but a single arm and his chaotic mana. The sheer power Aron wielded was staggering, and it was clear to everyone that he was far beyond the strength of an ordinary student.
Aron turned to face the rest of the Academy’s peak students, his expression showing a very distinct disdain. "If this is all the Academy can offer then why waste time Master, let’s just rampage them once and for all and find that insect."
"Calm down Aron, I like slowly putting despair into our enemies and you will do as I plan" The aged man replied in a calm yet dominant tone that made Aron to shrink back his self esteem.
’How is this possible? This boy shouldn’t even be much older than Kaelen’ General Cao thought in disbelief while having gritted teeth along with the other pillars.
The air was thick with tension as the other students realized just how powerful Aron truly was. This was no ordinary battle—it was a fight against the chaos and strength of the Dragonyx family, and it had only just begun.