The energy was the quintessence of everything, and everything formed from energy. But changing the energy wasn’t always easy. For example, Miles could form weapons as soon as he awakened, although it was still not common, it wasn’t that rare either. After all, Miles had used energy even before he fully awakened. But changing the characteristics of energy was almost as hard as creating an ultimate. So, when people saw Miles, who was a low-tier hunter, can do it, they were, of course, surprised.

Miles’s theory was, because of his attributeless energy, it was easier for him to change its characteristics. After all, people with superpowers could only form their energy into shapes their elements allowed. But Miles had no limitations, compared to them. He discovered that he could easily change the characteristics.

After that fight, Miles’s opponents were warier against him, but it didn’t change the result. The brackets were evenly distributed, and each bracket had weak and strong ones. But against Miles, who had a low-tier Death Elemental dagger, and a bow on his back, they couldn’t hold on for long, before they all got defeated. The audience was also paying attention to Miles, and watching him whenever he was on the stage.

Students wearing the coin and cross insignia also started to shine. Armors were beautiful and strong, while weapons were better than their counterparts. Only a sword and one armor user lost their fights in the first round, later a few more lost but there were still three.

There were only 4 fights, and 8 competitors now. Miles’s opponent, as he expected, was Number 3. Miles was watching his fights closely, and realized Number 3 made progress with his element too. When they first fought at the entrance, Number 3 could only use his element to speed himself. But now, he could form attacks and use ranged flying solar beams to lock his enemies down.

Miles walked into one of the stages and stood against Number 3 who had his arm crossed in front of him. He was looking at Miles arrogantly, and said, “I lost you before, but because I was careless at the time. I didn’t expect you to be that strong.” He said and released his arms. He was holding an orb in his hand.

“Number 3, Superpower Solar Lamp. Heart Seed. 3 Body, 2 mind serums.” Number 3 looked at Miles arrogantly and declared. “That is right, I used the 3rd serum. I am closer to you.”

“Number 2, Superpower none. Body Seed. 5 body and mind serums.” Miles said and ignored his opponent’s taunts.

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“Start.” Tutor said and Number 3 charged the orb with a swift movement. He was like a shining sun, moving all around Miles, and wasn't giving him any chance. The orb in his hand turned into a pistol with 6 chambers. Six bullets formed in the chambers made of light, and Number three closed the cylinder.

He aimed at Miles and started to fire one by one.

Bullets were as fast as light and would arrive at Miles at high speed. Miles tried to move as fast he could, but the bullet still grazed his arm. Miles clicked his tongue in frustration and kept moving at his top speed. But he was still slower than light bullets. Although they weren’t at the speed of light. They were still faster than sound.

Miles was running at high speed, and couldn’t get close to Number 3 at all. Number 3 had used three-body serums and had a maximum speed of 240 km/h. With the augmentation of the solar element, his speed was a little above Miles’s.

Miles tried to attach his energy to running Number 3, but as soon as his energy touched Number 3’s, he felt as if his skin was burning. He pulled it back in pain. “He is like the sun!” He cursed in his heart and kept on dodging. But scratches were getting more and more. Although he could predict where Number 3 was aiming, and move before it was fired, he was still not able to dodge them entirely.

Miles had not a breather to attack either, he could only passively dodge.

“He is going to lose.” Supreme Advisor Lukas said.

“Don’t bet your ass on it, Lukas.” Milosh smiled.

“Dean, we are on. Don’t say things like that before you close your microphone.” Emcee cried in panic. But the audience was laughing at the comment. They were familiar with Milosh as he was the leader of the city and academy. They heard his vulgar language way too many times.

“That kid really fought well, but he is at the end of his journey. Without a superpower, you cannot win.” Supreme Advisor Lukas said so sure of himself.

“How pathetic. Since when did General Cross and Malcolm Cross have superpowers in battle?” Milosh remarked

“Those two are Crosses. Not a small kid.” Supreme Advisor Lukas said, but when he saw the smile on Milosh’s face, a frown appeared on his face. He opened a folder on his wristwatch and looked at the information about Number 2. “He is a Cross?”

“You bet your damn ass he is,” Milosh said. But microphones were closed after the emcee cried, so the audience didn’t hear them.

At this time for the first time, Number 3 missed, and when it was time for reloading, Miles started to run in his direction. It wasn’t a coincidence. Miles, in despair, used the technique taught not long ago.

One of the sub-branch techniques of Mind-Branch was Prediction. It would allow users to predict their opponent’s moves. Because Number 3 wasn’t brilliant with Mind Branch, Miles was able to see through the attack and moved even before Number 3 attacked.

“Something is amiss.” Supreme Advisor Lukas, said and realized, “Oh.”