"Now am going to make sure you don't try that again"
Kent muttered as his aura flared dangerously that Kealen's mind and system both scread at him to flee. But Kaelen didn't dare to do so as he looked at Kent dead in his eyes as he approached him.
But just then.....
Kelvin acted instantly.
Just as Kent was about to finish Kaelen off, a wave of darkness suddenly engulfed him whole.
A massive do of pure void swallowed Kent, cutting off all light, sound, and presence.
This was Kelvin's strongest spell—
"Unending Darkness: Eternal Abyss!"
Inside, all senses would be distorted.
Even mana itself would beco unstable, making spellcasting nearly impossible.
Kelvin's plan was simple:
Trap Kent.
Disorient him.
And strike before he could react.
But—
Sothing was wrong.
Kelvin felt it imdiately.
The abyss was shifting.
No—
It was being controlled.
"What…?"
Kelvin's eyes widened in horror.
The darkness—
His own domain—
Was suddenly out of his control.
WHOOSH!
The abyss twisted.
The unending darkness contracted, pulsed, and writhed like a living creature—
And then—
It turned against him.
"Did you really think you could use darkness against ?"
Kent's voice echoed ominously from within.
Then, in an instant—
BANG!
Kelvin felt himself being pulled—
No—
Dragged.
The very abyss he created swallowed him whole.
He tried to resist—
Tried to dispel it—
But the darkness was no longer his to command.
"How…?!
Kelvin struggled, thrashing wildly within the void—
But then—
BOOM!
The abyss erupted—
And Kelvin's body was hurled out like a broken doll.
CRASH!
He slamd into the arena ground with a sickening impact, tumbling across the dirt before coming to a stop.
The abyss vanished.
And Kent stood there, completely unhard.
He barely looked fazed.
Kelvin, on the other hand, couldn't move.
His entire body ached.
His breathing was ragged.
And then—
Kent sighed.
"Disappointing."
With a casual flick of his fingers, he sent a pulse of mana toward Kelvin.
BOOM!
A gust of force slamd Kelvin flat against the ground.
Pinned.
Unable to move.
Kent's gaze shifted—
And his eyes once again locked onto Kaelen.
"Now, where were we?"
Kaelen gritted his teeth.
His arms trembled as he tried to push himself up.
His sword, the Blade of Eternity, was still in his grip—
But it was heavy.
His whole body felt like lead, but despite all that, he still has a fire burning brightly within him.
'I can't lose…'
'Not here…'
His vision was blurred—
But he could still see Kent.
The man stood there, untouched, unhard.
And worst of all—
Amused.
"You're struggling for nothing."
Kent sighed.
Then—
BOOM!
Kaelen didn't even see it coming.
A wave of raw force slamd into his chest.
His body hit the ground—again.
Hard.
He coughed violently, his vision spinning.
Yet, despite the pain—
He still tried to rise.
But—
CRACK!
Another blast from Kent sent him crashing down once more.
"Pathetic."
"Honestly, I thought I might enjoy the duel that I will have with you since you were so bold as to face a few days before the convention. But it seems I was wrong"
Kent's voice was filled with disappointnt.
Kaelen's fingers twitched.
His grip tightened around his sword.
He was still conscious.
Still fighting.
And he tried once again to rise.
But just as he lifted his head—
BAM!
Another strike.
Kaelen hit the ground once more.
The cycle continued.
Every ti Kaelen tried to rise, Kent knocked him back down—
Again.
And again.
And again.
The audience in the coliseum watched in tense silence.
While up in the VIP section…
Chancellor Lockwood of the Dawning of Magic Academy chuckled.
He glanced at Chancellor Castaneda, his lips curling into a mocking smile.
"Is this really your so-called rising prodigy, Castaneda?"
"The one who was ant to make a na for himself?"
"How pathetic."
Castaneda said nothing.
His eyes never left the arena.
His expression was unreadable.
Lockwood smirked, amused by the lack of response.
But then—
"Shut your mouth, Lockwood."
A voice cut through the air.
It was Marel.
His gaze was cold.
Lockwood raised a brow.
"Oh? Did I offend you?"
Marel crossed his arms.
"You're acting like this fight is already over."
Lockwood laughed.
"Oh please, the boy is barely holding on. He's being beaten like a child throwing a tantrum—"
"Then watch closely." Marel interrupted, his voice sharp.
"Because Kaelen Dragonyx is not done yet."
Lockwood scoffed.
"We'll see about that."
But he didn't notice that Castenada's fist were tightly clenched as he thought grimly.....
'Co on Kaelen, you can do this'
Back in the arena…
Kent stood over Kaelen's battered body.
He sighed.
"I expected more."
Kaelen's body twitched.
But Kent had lost interest.
He lifted his hand—
And gathered mana.
"Let's put an end to this disappointnt."
The mana coalesced.
A crushing force descended upon Kaelen—
It was about to be over.
But then—
DING!
A notification suddenly rang out in Kaelen's mind.
[Innate Dragon Mana Activation: 100%]
[Primal Awakening—Unleashed.]
Then—
BOOM!
Kaelen's aura exploded.
A wave of draconic power erupted outward, shaking the entire arena.
The force was so imnse that Kent was forced to—
Step back.
For the first ti.
The coliseum trembled.
Kaelen's body hovered slightly above the ground—
His wounds healed rapidly.
His eyes glowed with an intense, golden light.
His armor radiated with sacred energy.
And his presence…
It was no longer human.
It was sothing far beyond.
Kent watched closely.
Then—
His lips curled into a smile.
"So…"
"It finally cos out."
As for Kaelen, a deep red hue completely surrounded him.
His Dragon Mana had fully awakened.
He could feel it.
The power coursing through his veins.
The fire burning in his chest.
'So the system finally recognizes it…'
Kaelen clenched his fists.
But now wasn't the ti to dwell on it.
He lifted his gaze.
Kent stood ahead—calm.
Unshaken.
And still smiling.
Kaelen's grip tightened around the Blade of Eternity.
He launched forward.
BOOM!
A deep red streak tore through the air—
Kaelen lunged at Kent, his sword glowing with primal energy.
His target?
Close combat.
But—
Kent refused to engage.
With a flick of his wrist—
A storm of spells erupted between them.
Fireballs. Ice spears. Arcane bolts. Wind slashes.
A relentless barrage—
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
The air trembled.
The arena shook.
Kent kept his distance, controlling the battlefield like a chessboard.
But—
Kaelen didn't stop.
He slashed his sword—
Waves of golden light cut through the incoming spells.
His draconic aura burned through flas.
His speed let him evade ice spears.
His instincts guided him past wind slashes.
And his blade—
His blade shattered arcane bolts like fragile glass.
The audience watched in awe.
Kent raised a brow.
"Not bad."
He unleashed more spells.
Faster. Stronger.
Kaelen countered them all.
The battlefield turned into a blur of magic and steel.
Kent remained untouchable—
Until—
Kaelen suddenly vanished.
Kent's eyes narrowed.
'Where did—'
Then—
BOOM!
Kaelen appeared above him.
A flash of deep red light.
A sudden stunt—
Sothing Kaelen didn't even know he could do.
And now—
Kent was within reach.
Kaelen's blade ca crashing down.
Victory was his.
But—
FWOOOSH!
A sharp gust of wind erupted between them.
And in an instant—
Kent had daggers.
Two wind-forged blades.
CLANG!
They t Kaelen's sword—
And repelled him instantly.
Kaelen staggered back.
His eyes widened.
Kent's smirk deepened.
"Not bad, Kaelen."
"But you're not the only one who can pull stunts."
But Kaelen didn't give him a reply as right after he staggered back, his grip on the Blade of Eternity tightening.
His mind raced.
'How… did I do that?'
The sudden burst of speed.
The movent that felt so natural yet so foreign.
It was as if his body instinctively knew sothing his mind didn't.
But—
He had no ti to dwell on it.
Because—
Kent moved.
His arm stretched out.
And then—
A scepter appeared.
It materialized in his grasp, as if it had always belonged to him.
And the mont it did—
BOOOOOOOM!
A violent surge of mana erupted from Kent's body.
The coliseum trembled.
The air crackled.
The barrier surrounding the coliseum began to tremble just for the ergence of Kent's scepter.
Kaelen's eyes widened.
'What the hell is this…?'
All the mana around them—
Rushed to Kent.
It was devouring the battlefield.
The winds howled.
The ground cracked.
It was like the world itself was answering to him.
Up in the VIP section and sub Vip section—
The expressions on the faces of the most powerful and honorary figures in Valoria—
Shifted.
Even King Alexandria leaned forward slightly, his ominous smile unwavering.
Castenada's fists were clenched more tighter that it began to turn white.
Lockwood smug look on his face beca more apparent as he secretly glanced at Castenada.
As for Kaelen, he gritted his teeth.
His instincts scread.
This wasn't just magic.
This was sothing far more terrifying.
Kent raised the scepter.
And with a calm, almost amused voice—
He spoke.
"Warm-up is now over."
"Let the real battle begin."
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