Max smiled once more at Samuel and pushed him back off of his. The crowd was cheering for both fighters, but majority of the students who were children of the of high-ranking nobles were cheering for Max. Only a few students cheered for Samuel.

Samuel lunges once again at Max, but his sword was blocked. The impact of the swords sent a shack up both fighter's hands. Both of them backed away from each other.

(Both fighters breathing heavily)

"You're strong, huh, Samuel? But as I said before, I have the upper hand in this duel."

Maxwell stated once again to Samuel.

"Sorry, but it isn't up to you to decide who has the upper hand in this duel!"

Samuel smiled smugly at his opponent and charges at Max. But Maxwell blocked his sword and pushed him back once again, and he went on the offensive. The only thing Samuel could do was to block Max's strikes. The crowd was cheering for Max as he was swinging his sword at his opponent.

"That boy doesn't give up, does he? The only thing he could do right now is to try and defend himself against Maxwell's strikes."

"And why is that? He seems to be swinging his sword randomly."

"Well, that's Maxwell von Clover's sword style..... To swing randomly and catch his opponent off-guard, and strike them."

"Really?"

Max suddenly stopped going on the offensive against Samuel, and jumped back in his corner with a smug look on his face. Samuel, taking the opportunity went on the offensive on Max, but Max dodged every single of Samuel's attacks. Samuel dropped to his knees out of frustration. Totally forgetting about the duel.

'I think my sword style didn't work on him....' (Maxwell)

Max walked up to the frustrated Samuel and Looked down upon him.

"Remember, we're dueling each other, right? Come on, get up.... I don't want to win like this, I want to finish this match with a bang!" Maxwell exclaimed excitedly, and let out his hand and helped Samuel to his feet.

"I like your style, dude. Hehe!"

The crowd were shocked to see Max helped his opponent. It was the first time he had helped his opponent, at least one they knew about.

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"What's happening down there? Is Max showing mercy to his opponent?"

"....I think so..."

Samuel stood up and walked to his corner. Both of them got into their fighting stance, both of them took in a deep breath. Samuel's sword was engulfed with flames and he lunged at Max.

A huge explosion sounded in the arena, and smoke was there. The smoke covered the entire arena making it hard to see who won. A figure was standing at the center of the ring,, and holding a sword in his hand. The smoke cleared up bit by bit and the person who was standing in the arena was revealed.

"Who is that...?"

(Gasps)

Suddenly Max exited the ring, leaving Samuel lying unconscious on the floor. Most of the crowd cheered as Max walked off the ring. The Medics immediately ran onto the ring to check if Samuel is okay.

"Winner is Maxwell von Clover!"

Keith and Leon went with the medics to also check up on their friend. Samuel was not in a bad condition, actually he looked alright with a few bruses and scratches.

"Oh, you guys, what are you guys doing here?" Samuel asked his friend and Leon.

"Well, we just come to check up on you."

"Yeah..."

Thus the tournament went on and the fighters did they best, Keith won his match and up next will be Leon's duel with a boy named Karl.

"Up next, is Leon Vs Karl Stuart! Duelers please make your way to the fighting arena,"

Both Leon and Karl made their way to the ring. As they turned to face each other, Karl had a disgusted look on his face. He tried to put on a fake smile on to Leon.

"Remember, please don't use magic in this fight. Now fight!"

Karl drew a expensive looking sword and stood in a fighting stance. Leon Also drew his sword and stand in his fighting stance. Both of them stared at each other for a few long second.

"Nice sword, Karl. How much did you buy it for?" Leon asked him.

"Don't insult me, you fool! This sword is priceless, a family heirloom passed down in the Stuart family!" He responded to Leon question with anger.

'Oh, I see, I see...' (Leon)

The crowd stayed quiet as Leon and his opponent stayed down each other, some of the crowd was cheering for Leon including Sophie and her new friends. While on the other hand, the others in the crowd stayed quiet, the reason was they don't like Leon's opponent.

"Come on, let's stop this and fight!"

Karl charges at Leon but he managed to dodge his attacks, he used Karl's momentum and threw him to the ground. He stood over his opponent and looked at him.

'I thought you were strong. Is he that strong?' (Leon)

Karl got up again and lunges at him. As Karl swung his sword Leon blocked his sword and hit the sword out of his hands. To be honest, this fight was a letdown for Leon. 'This sucks... fighting a weaklin.' (Leon)

(Leon sighs)

"I thought you were strong, you disappoint me."

Leon placed his sword to his opponent's neck, and he surrendered the match.

"How could I lost to an insignificant fool? This can't be real..."

He mumbled.

"This isn't possible, I was told that this sword is a powerful legendary one..."

"The winner is Leon!"

It was already night time when the entrance ceremony ended. So the students were taken to be checked in. They passed through the receptionist, where they'll get officially enrolled into the Military Academy.

They received their badges and was taken to their dorms. The boys and the girls were separated from each other. As soon and his roommate arrived to their they threw themselves on their beds.

"Wow, finally I get to finally get enrolled..." His roommate exclaimed.

"Oh, by the way the name's Liam, nice to meet you."

"I'm Leon."

They shocked hand and chatted with each other throughout the night.