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"Coward!"

Maine gnashed his teeth.

Tron was too lazy to care about him.

The entire battle was very intense, arcane energy filled the entire arena, and surging violently like storms as various spells were being activated. Many people were constantly being eliminated at a rapid pace but as the numbers dwindled, the rate of decrease naturally slowed.

At present, the one being surrounded was James, who still held the Arcane sphere.

His speed was excellent, and he stepped within the battlefield. Tens of competitors were chasing him, although slightly less compared to the number that had been on Maine.

45 seconds!

The arena was a maelstorm of arcane energy, with spells erupting like volcanoes. The air was thick the smell of arcane energy and sweat, as the remaining competitors clashed in a frenzy of spells. James, still clutching the coveted Arcane Sphere, darted through the chaos with incredible speed like a phantom.

His mana pool fueling his incredibly fast paced footstep and as tens of other people competitors closed in, their spells and physical attacks flashing like fireworks.

James's eyes blazed as he gritted his teeth and held on.

He had held out for 45 seconds, and the Super Position Potion and Spatial Rending Blade were within his grasp.

However, Seraph lurked in the midst of the candidates, waiting for the perfect moment to strike.

"Seraph, don't even think of taking it." James stared balefully.

Seraph didn't waste any words and continued hiding in the shadows. She had waited for this moment for very long. There were three people who were 5th level Acolytes, and they were undoubtedly the strongest. Suddenly, a bolt of lightning struck, searing James's arm and sending him crashing to the ground. The Arcane Sphere rolled away under his frustrated gaze.

"Nobody think of taking the Arcane sphere!" Maine could not resist a loud laugh. Actually, there had been many entrance examinations, but nobody could hold the Arcane sphere.

"Seraph has a chance?" One of the Instructors who was also a magus suddenly said with a smiling. Seraph was one of his student's younger sister.

Seeing how talented she was, and he had gifted her the Tier-1 spell, and if she was able to rise well, and he was willing to train her well and mentor her.

"Not necessarily." Daphne pointed to the unwounded Tron.

"That boy has many tricks. He is good at hiding and biding his time. But there are just over 60 people left fighting. Out of which, about 30 have no intention of taking the Arcane sphere. Only 30 people are fighting for it. The pressure is much smaller compared to the start.

Tron is not a 5th-level Acolyte yet, and his mana isn't anything noteworthy either. At least, not as good as Seraph's." Magus Kieth could read the situation clearly.

In a fair fight, Tron was indeed far from Seraph.

"He really wants to take the Arcane sphere? Haha, if he can truly take it, brother here will eat the shit that your mount passed today!" Xavier was really worked up today, and even his words were starting to sound stupid.

"Xavier, you..." Roselyn had not imagined that Xavier, who came from a noble family, would be so vulgar.

"I'm sorry. I'm just a little unsettled," Xavier hurriedly explained. But in his heart, his dissatisfaction only increased.

Seraph was clever. After the little girl wounded James, she did not immediately snatch the ball, but retreated to the edge, letting the other students fight.

Because it was the Arcane sphere, many were still fighting over it.

The next person who took hold barely held on for 10 seconds, and the number of people neared 30. Many chose to give up. At this point, to give up on their chance of becoming a Magus academy student for the ball was not worth it.

"Tron, do you want the Arcane sphere?" James and Maine were heavily injured, and he was not Seraph's match, so the girl lifted her head to look at Tron, who was much taller.

Tron glanced at the girl without saying anything.

Seraph did not say more. Bloody runic spells plasted on her chest and her physique soared. She weaved through the crowd in a flash and with a few fist attacks the Arcane sphere was in her hands.

"If you lot come and try to snatch it, don't blame me, for not showing mercy and crippling you." Her eyes widened and scared the 10 or so competitors into retreating.

There were about 40 people left, and perhaps only 10 had set their hearts on the Sphere. The chances of them teaming up was low, and so they should give up now.

"Tron, your turn."

Seraph held the Arcane sphere in one hand and gestured at Tron with the other, which glowed shimmering with green light.

At this time, all eyes fell on these two.

One was the youthful boy who had emerged first from the Arcane dark world. The other was the girl widely acknowledged as most outstanding among the students.

This was a turn of events that Tron had not expected. Although Seraph was small, she was smarter than both Maine and James. She had concealed herself until now, and put a scare into the others.

Young, but her understanding of human nature and her grasp of the battlefield were very good.

But Tron would not give up on the Arcane sphere. Presently, he was the only one who dared to fight Seraph for the Arcane sphere.

Against a 6th-star Acolyte, a 4th-star Acolyte would undoubtedly lose in a normal fight.

However, Tron wasn't an ordinary 4th-tier Acolyte! A small smile graced his lips as he gazed at the little girl before him.

"This is going to be exciting." The Prime Magus stroked his beard and chuckled.

"I bet on Seraph," Magus Kieth suddenly said.

"Hmm, alright then. Since I'm the slave's supervisor, I have to bet on them. I will bet on Tron." At this point in time, Daphne eyes shone. As she turned her head, her clear eyes tracked the scene as she stared at the youth advancing on the arena.

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