"The second announcent is that we will increase the training ti for every mber," When the guild mbers heard that, they had a sad expression on their faces.
"Why are we being punished when we did nothing wrong?" asked Lalit.
"You will train more, not as a punishnt but to beco stronger," replied Ajit. Lalit wanted to protest, but when he checked the mood of others, he decided not to ruin the mood further for now.
Everyone, I know that the second announcent may have been hard for you, but the third announcent is for lifting up your moods. We are increasing the number of resources given to you all." Everyone cheered when they heard it.
"As for the last announcent, Rishab will make it," said Dev before going back to his seat.
Rishi ca in front and said, "I want to announce a sche that our guild has co up with; in it, you can ask to help you evolve one of your contract beasts." The guild mbers cheered again, as everyone knew how capable Rishi was as a beast cultivator.
"I want to make you all strong, so strong that you can crush your every opponent. From now on whenever we enter a competition, we will crush all our opponents. We will start with the Guild Arena competition that will take place later this year."
After talking about so more issues, everyone went together to the Battle Arena. The first-year mbers were here to participate, while the second-year mbers were here just to watch the exam and cheer on their guild mbers.
Rishi saw Bhanu and Chaya. When Bhanu saw Rishi, he looked away, not daring to make eye contact with her, while Chaya just smiled when she saw Rishi, looking him in the eyes confidently as if she had done nothing wrong.
Manu, Nina, and Lalit were enraged when they saw both backstabbers; they wanted to teach them a lesson, but Rishi stopped them, saying, "It's not the correct ti for it. You all will be eliminated if you do sothing foolish. Swallow your anger; don't let it control your judgnt. We will get our revenge when we get the perfect opportunity. For now, just forget that we know them."
They all lined up with other students waiting for the start of the next round. The size of the battle arena was reduced to one-fourth of its original size. Everyone was waiting for the comntator to announce the rules and format of this round. This round takes place in a different manner every year, so no one is sure how it will be conducted.
"Good evening everyone, I am your host today, Savan. First of all, I would like to congratulate you all for making it to this round, and then I will like you all to have a round of applause for our guest today. She is none other than the queen of our hearts, the head girl of our academy, Shreya Rawat." said the comntator, and the whole crowd clapped and cheered Shreya.
"Thank you everyone for your love and support; I can't express how excited I am to witness today's exam with you all." said Shreya. Rishi wanted to throw up when he saw the awkward and beginner remarks of Shreya; no one would believe him if he told them her history. Even he himself would have been confused if he hadn't felt chills all over his body when he heard her na and seen flashes of his past.
"Now to the most important part that you all are waiting for, the professors have decided that the second round this ti will be conducted in King's Ladder format. We will have stairs with the numbers 1 to 10 written on them; all participants have to decide which position they think they deserve. Shreya will continue from here. The comntator looked at Shreya.
"After the ten positions are secured by a participant, if soone is not satisfied, he can challenge them to a duel. If the challenger wins, he will switch places with the one he defeated, but there is one more rule: a person can only be challenged five tis. I wish the best of luck to all of you," said Shreya in a lovely voice.
"As everyone has already heard, the format this ti is chosen to spice things up. So everyone, are you ready for round two?" The crowd cheered again; this was like a festival for all of them.
"Miss Shreya, what do you think about our participants? Who do you believe has the highest chance to win?" asked the comntator with a smile on his face and curiosity in his eyes.
"The juniors this year are all very talented, and I am very optimistic about them. As for who I believe will be the winner, that is a tricky question." She placed her soft hand on her cheeks, pondering the question. "But if you really want a clear answer, then I would put all my money on Rishab; I believe he has the highest chance to win. I know so of the people might be offended, but the truth is he is a master at one-on-one fights."
"When other beast tars were focusing on developing their skills while also learning about support techniques, he focused solely on individual growth. He was already unbeaten months ago, and I think he might have improved very much in the previous months," she added.
"I also believe that what Miss Shreya said is completely based on calculations, while most of the people who sit in the guest chair try to give diplomatic answers to not trigger anyone. Our Head Girl is soone who says what she believes; she only spits raw facts," praised the comntator.
"The round is about to start; let's see who is the first person to choose their position," said the comntator.
The referee said Start," and every participant started looking at others to watch their reaction. In between chaos and confusion, a boy with black hair and enchanting purple eyes started approaching the stairs. Many looked at him in surprise while also anticipating the choice he would make.
He bypassed everyone one by one, attracting the attention of all participants, all seniors, all teachers, and all the audience. He stopped in front of the stairs and looked up before taking a deep breath and climbing the last step.
When others thought he will stop, he climbed one more stair. This was surprising, and not at the sa ti, Rishab was soone at the top of the food chain among the participants. It was what was expected of him.
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