The final match was about to begin.
“Step up the platform, Alex.”
Alex stood up from his seat.
“Be careful, Boss,” Mann said. He and the others were looking at him worriedly. Yam was an experienced third-year student. It wouldn’t be an easy fight.
Alex nodded at them. Then he strode up to the platform.
The crowd started to murmur among themselves.
“It’s already the final match!”
“Yeah, I thought it would last at least a day! But it’s only been less than an hour since the competition began!”
“What can we do? No one would dare challenge a third-year student!”
“That freshman is so unlucky! Those five matches must have drained his magic and spiritual power!”
“Now he has to come back and fight before he could even have a good rest! He’s going to lose!”
“He doesn’t even stand a chanc
