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Bonita's sword pierced the guy's solar plexus perfectly.
Even though he didn't make a single groan after being stabbed in the solar plexus, he had no choice but to clutch his stomach and fall because his vital point was hit.
"He only falls when you hit a vital point like the solar plexus."
While somehow fending off the few Kanzar Academy students who were rushing in.
"Bonita! Nubes! This way!"
Latia shouted.
Crimson flames were flickering above her raised hand.
Thwack! Thwack!
Bonita and Nubes pushed away the Kanzar Academy students they were tangled with and quickly returned to the formation.
Kwaaa!
At the same time Latia stretched out both arms forward.
A huge wave of fire engulfed the Kanzar Academy students.
Nubes asked in surprise.
"Aren't they all going to burn to death like this?"
Latia, still focused on mana manipulation, answered lightly.
"Even the guy who got stabbed in the solar plexus by Bonita's wooden sword was about to get up again? These guys aren't ordinary."
"I guess so."
Bonita nodded.
"Latia is right. They're not guys you can deal with by being moderate. And they're the ones who came on too strong first. Didn't you see our kids being carried to the infirmary half-crippled?"
"True."
In the meantime, Davian succeeded in pulling out more than ten flags.
More than ten students were pushed out of the stadium by Davian as well.
A group of unusual students came into Davian's sight as he was looking for his next target.
Three Kanzar Academy students were walking side by side as if they didn't care about the flags or the arena.
They were approaching Davian directly.
'They're coming right at me, so I have to deal with them.'
He would have met them anyway while pulling out the flags.
There was no need to avoid them on purpose when they were coming to find him like this.
Whoosh.
A fireball formed in Davian's left hand.
A total of three.
He planned to deal with them all at once.
Three fireballs flew at the same time.
The target was the three approaching Davian.
One of the three stepped forward.
And then.
Slash.
He cut all three fireballs at once with his wooden sword.
Davian's eyes widened.
'He manifested aura with a wooden sword?'
He created an aura with a wooden sword that was difficult to manifest even with a steel sword.
He already knew it, but he certainly wasn't an ordinary seventeen-year-old freshman.
Not only that, but he cut all three fireballs Davian sent with a single motion.
'What are those guys?'
He had already confirmed the skills of the Kanzar Academy students to some extent in the last round.
It wasn't like this.
'Were the real ones in the back?'
He didn't have a chance to cross the center line because he was too busy defending at the time.
Davian didn't expect that there would be guys stronger than the attack team in the back.
Woong.
Aura formed on the wooden swords of the remaining two guys as well.
Unlike the bluish aura of steel swords, it was a light brown aura.
Davian turned his head and looked at the VIP seats.
'That old man Protoss or whatever prepared to win this friendly match no matter what.'
It didn't matter.
He was planning to win this friendly match as well.
Whether he prepared this to imprint the existence of Provitoh on Kanzar Academy, which kicked him out 10 years ago, and the magic world that treated him as a has-been.
Whether they implanted demon stones in those guys' bodies to combine the mana of nature and the power of the demon world.
Whether the demonic energy growing in their bodies and the mana absorbed through training were mixed to create explosive power.
Even if it was a heinous incident in which demon stones were implanted in the bodies of young students for his own greed.
It didn't matter.
Winning was all that mattered.
Davian picked up a wooden sword lying nearby.
Anyway, it was a friendly match being watched by outsiders, so he couldn't swing a sharp ice sword at someone holding a wooden sword.
Woong.
A light brown aura was added to Davian's wooden sword.
'I failed to create aura with magic, but thanks to that, I practiced pushing inner strength enough.'
It was the first time he had tried pushing inner strength into a wooden sword, but it wasn't as difficult as he thought.
Chancellor Provitoh, sitting in the VIP seat, looked at Davian.
"He's quite good. But that's as far as he'll get to show off."
Professor Stella replied.
"I don't know, is that really the case?"
"Pretty teacher. Watch carefully. See how your precious student gets beaten up."
"If you call me pretty something one more time..."
"What, are you going to draw your sword? I'm always welcome. The students are competing against each other below, so it wouldn't be bad to have the professors compete here."
Gnash.
The sound of Stella clenching her teeth reached Provitoh's ears.
"Are you going to try?"
The air in the VIP seat became heavy in an instant.
Stella, who had been glaring at Provitoh, slowly turned her head again.
A seat representing Elton Academy.
She couldn't cause a big accident because she couldn't suppress her momentary anger.
Besides.
The chancellor and the department heads were all gathered there.
There was no guarantee that she could win even if she fought.
While she was barely calming her anger.
Davian's figure came into her view.
A look of surprise was etched on Professor Stella's face.
The matter with Provitoh was already pushed out of her mind.
'When did Davian do that...? I heard the chancellor gave him some guidance. Even so, is he manipulating aura at will after receiving just one lesson? Is that possible?'
As Chancellor Provitoh said, Elton Academy will begin classes on aura in earnest from the second semester.
And about half of the swordsmanship students fail to create aura by the end of the semester.
Talent is important, and so is grueling repetitive practice.
Unless it's a case like Bonita, who has devoted her life to swordsmanship training and completed aura before entering the academy.
'He was clearly a guy who didn't even know how to hold a sword properly at the beginning of the semester.'
Davian Naone...
Professor Stella made a decision.
'I should ask to teach the second graders next year. No matter what.'
She couldn't miss it.
She wanted to continue watching that child's growth.
She wanted to teach him everything she had.
She didn't care anymore whether he used magic, double-majored, or anything else.
Stella's shining pupils contained the image of a swordsmanship genius who would be remembered in history.
The swordsmanship genius reflected in Stella's pupils began to move slowly.
Two legs slipping like flowing water.
A waist moving naturally and flexibly.
Free movement of both arms.
A wooden sword finding the optimal sword path.
'Crazy. Davian Naone.'
Clang! Clang!
Davian's wooden sword and the wooden swords of the three Kanzar Academy students began to collide chaotically.
The emotionless combined attack of the three students.
Fast movement and strong power.
Movement as if they had been practicing their combination for a long time.
A setup that was prepared for today by anyone's standards.
The final defense line of Kanzar Academy, which had been cultivated for a year and a half for today.
But.
Everything was visible.
Where the three wooden swords would come in.
How they would react to Davian's counterattack.
Everything was visible.
Whether those guys had demon stones implanted in their bodies or not.
Compared to the battle with 7-star swordsman Leonel Specula.
They were just kids.
The sparring with Leonel Specula had a big impact on Davian's swordsmanship skills once again.
To the extent that Davian's swordsmanship could be divided into before and after that.
It was the best choice not to use 'Festival of Fire' in the early stages of the battle with Leonel and end it quickly.
'This is why practical experience is important.'
Before he knew it, the Kanzar Academy students were constantly being pushed back.
'I can't spend too much time with these guys.'
He changed his tactics to one-handed swordsmanship.
Even so, Davian continued to push forward.
And then.
Whoosh!
One hand was freed.
Clang!
The moment the wooden sword collided with the wooden sword.
Boom!
A fireball went straight into the torso of a Kanzar Academy student.
The explosive power was so great that he flew all the way out of the stadium.
Now it was 2 vs 1.
Davian's wooden sword was aimed at the next student.
Just as he hurriedly raised his wooden sword to block Davian's attack.
Suddenly, the wooden sword became heavy.
Thwack!
A very brief gap was enough.
Davian temporarily bound the opponent's wooden sword with telekinesis.
Then, he forcefully slammed his wooden sword between the guy's neck and shoulder.
With the sound of bones breaking, the opponent fell to the ground.
Now it was 1 vs 1.
Stumble.
The Kanzar Academy student, who didn't seem to have any emotions or expressions, automatically took a step back.
An opponent he couldn't beat.
Like an herbivore in front of a predator.
Now that he had confirmed the gap between him and the opponent with his own eyes, he could no longer attack or run away.
All he could do was freeze in place and slowly take a step back.
'He's not even worth fighting anymore.'
Davian simply bound the last guy who had become docile with telekinesis and threw him out of the stadium.
In the meantime, most of the Kanzar Academy students in the attack formation were returning to the defense formation.
'It's time to join them now.'
Davian quickly flew to where his friends were.
"Davian! You're here?"
"You still held up well."
Bonita, who had knocked down one Kanzar Academy student, turned around.
"Hey, it's getting too much now. They keep getting back up even when you knock them down, and now there are too many of them."
Davian nodded.
"Latia, can you push them back once and for all?"
"I need preparation time."
"That's fine. Bonita! Let's go!"
Bonita nodded and ran out first.
Davian and Nubes followed behind.
It was a party that had been blocking the Kanzar Academy students who were rushing in even without Davian.
The moment Davian joined.
The aspect of the battle changed completely.
A while later.
Latia shouted.
"Come back!"
Davian, Bonita, and Nubes, who had pushed away the surrounding students with all their might, returned to the formation.
Whoosh.
A huge whirlwind rose from Latia's hands.
The power was so great that all the grass and weeds in the stadium were uprooted and swept up.
The whirlwind swept over the Kanzar Academy students.
The Kanzar Academy students had no choice but to step back due to the fierce power of the whirlwind.
The power to be blown into the air if they got caught in it.
Davian looked back at his friends.
"There are less than ten left in the back. You guys go back and pull out the flags now."
Latia asked.
"What about them? I can't maintain this whirlwind for long."
"Leave it to me from now on."
Davian shouted inwardly.
'Festival of Fire.'
Whoosh.
A small flame formed in Davian's hand.
'I can't burn them all to death. I'll create a wall of fire that they can't even dare to cross.'
He pushed in as much magic power as possible.
Latia's whirlwind bought him enough time to push in the magic power to the maximum.
The true synergy when there are two or more mages in the party.
"That's enough. Latia."
Latia withdrew her wind element magic.
"Go!"
With Bonita in the lead, the friends began to run again to capture the flags.
Whoosh.
The small flame that Davian threw rose high as if it didn't know how high as soon as it touched the ground.
Then it began to spread out to the sides.
A giant curtain of fire.
Crimson flames completely divided the stadium based on where Davian was standing.
All the professors in the VIP seat were surprised and stood up from their seats.
The same was true for the outsiders' seats on the south side of the stadium.
Everyone stood up and stared blankly at the curtain of fire that crossed the huge stadium.
In particular, the magic tower officials in the outsiders' seats all opened their mouths wide and looked at the curtain of fire that Davian had created.
"What is that...? What kind of magic is that?"
"The magic power contained in it alone seems to exceed 8-star."
"The magic power is one thing, but what about that size and control?"
At that time.
Davian turned around and flew back towards his friends again.
One of the magic tower officials slumped back into his chair.
His legs seemed to have given out.
"What... what is it? Is he doing something else while maintaining something like that?"
"He's turning his back and leaving?"
"But why is that curtain of fire still being maintained?"
Clang!
Davian's wooden sword struck the leg of a student guarding the flag.
It could be seen from afar that the leg had broken.
"Wh... what on earth is that student?"
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