"No. 132490!"
Still, the tenth student everyone was awaiting didn't show up. It was as though he was dead or something.
Within stage 6, Wade sneered.
"Don't tell me he ran away?" Wade: one of the top first-year students. He usually didn't see eye to eye with Tyrion and didn't waste this opportunity to cause trouble for him.
"Everyone knows the consequence of missing the examination is instant death, he's not that stupid."
Another participant murmured obviously.
"That's true, even escaping isn't possible. The implanted remote detonator will instantly kill him once he's a hundred meters away from the college."
The other students began to murmur in low breaths, their whispers climbing to a crescendo that rumbled within the entire stadium.
"Silence!"
"Rumble!!!"
The voice struck forth like thunder and a phantom image of a roaring dragon reverberated within the entire stadium as a scorching wave of heat blasted outwards in all direction.
Instantly, the thousands of students felt their heads explode as a ringing sensation echoed in their brains, buzzing their ear drums.
A student who had only stimulated and awakened 30 percent of his cells couldn't take it and had his ears bleed out, dripping down his neck.
The cells in his ears hadn't been stimulated and reinforced yet therefore, very vulnerable hence the blood. The young man seeing his blood flow couldn't take it and screamed.
"Ahhhh!!!"
In that instant, the phantom image of the thousand-meter tall crimson dragon flickered, dense killing intent exuded out from within its incorporeal body as it roared with the sounds of a thunderstorm.
"Rooooar!"
The sound waves shrank as they shot forward with intense speed at the youth who had screamed.
"Bang!"
The youth's head instantly exploded to smithereens. Blood, tissues, and bone fragments splattered across the faces of the nearby students.
The thousands of student's faces paled with widened eyes, but they dared not say a single word as fear, terror and clouded their faces. Judging by their reaction, it was obviously not their first time seeing this.
Everyone's eyes locked onto the image of the dragon. It appeared incredibly lifelike! Its wings flapping through the air, the incredible detail of its patterned scales as well as its three legs, are the same as in the legends! The students couldn't help but be in awe while terrified.
"Shit! Tyrian's done for!"
Harry who had just arrived had a drastic change in expression and couldn't help but glance at the person who had performed the Nine Soaring Dragons technique.
She was at the high table, along with other cold-looking instructors. She was the Dragon demoness - Instructor Keisha. The woman was a monstrously powerful lady, with skills that surpassed the other instructors.
Head instructor Keisha stood on the stage donning skin-tight blazers, showing off her supple breasts and making it seem as if they would burst out of her clothes.
Her long and slim legs were strong and straight, and her red hair paired with her attire only made her look even hotter.
But no one dared to look directly at her.
Dragon demoness Keisha was the Head instructor for the first year and was known to be very cruel, her methods, were merciless, treating the students like they were livestock. Once defective, she kills and dumps them elsewhere!
The stifling silence was suddenly interrupted by a pale, dark-haired youth. "I- I am here."
The youth was drenched with sweat and his face pale as he panted heavily. No one knows if it was from fear or because he had been running here all this while.
The youth was of course Tyrian!
He had just arrived therefore, Tyrian hadn't witnessed the implosion of the student's head. Therefore
He panted heavily from exhaustion as he had been running with all his might after hearing his ID name from the speakers outside.
"You are here?"
A soft-sounding voice, echoing like the symphony of a thousand sirens tickled Tyrian ears.
Tyrian looked upwards and his gaze fell on the head instructor, his eyes lit up and he secretly swallowed his saliva. It is indeed the beauty that he had coveted for a long time.
Whether it be appearance or figure, she was a first-class existence. It was actually the head instructor! The source of his wet–
His thoughts were suddenly interrupted as the same sweet voice spoke to him. "Tyrian right?"
Tyrian almost fainted with glee and his previously pale face flushed red as he nodded frantically. "Y-yes!"
She actually took the initiative to speak to him!
Instructor Keisha tilted her head and her red long earrings as well as her fiery hot hair fell to the side of her neck, revealing a long sumptuous raven. Her crimson pupils narrowed. "Hmm? You came 43 minutes late to the exam, don't you think you need to be punished?"
"D-definitely!" Tyrian replied almost unconsciously. It was as though he had suddenly become a valiant man as he said righteously.
The incorporeal crimson dragon floating above suddenly trembled and an intense wave of pressure enveloped the arena.
"What immense amount of power." A fellow instructor had a drastic change of expression.
It was at this moment Tyrion noticed something was wrong. Before he could clear his mind, a searing heat collided with him with intense speed.
"Ahhhhhhh!"
Tyrion's screams reverberated throughout the quiet arena as he was blasted into his own stage.
Everyone felt chills up their spine witnessing this. They couldn't help but shake their head. The demoness definitely wá) didn't just want to kill the kid, she burnt his entire skin to make him suffer and sent him to the arena as food for the beast.
She really was a monster.
"Release the beasts." As her voice dropped, the stages closed up, trapping the students within.
"Rumble!"
The entire colosseum shook and rumbled as a wall of each of the ten stages opened up, revealing ten different types of beasts.
The meta-beasts within thumped out slowly. Another round of life and death battle!
On the high table, Instructor Keisha's eyes suddenly narrowed.
Almost at the same time, a male voice spoke. "That kid is still alive? Interesting. Seems like your fire isn't as grand as the rumours." The voice was that of a devilishly handsome instructor seated right beside Keisha and the other instructors.
Almost at the same time, a devilishly handsome instructor seated beside her said with a chuckle.
Instructor Keisha gave him a sidelong glance and sneered.
"Release one more meta-beast in Arena 10." Her sweet voice commanded at the Colosseum automaton.
If she wants someone dead, who dared to stop her?