hotmtlnovel Chapter 103 Entrance Exam [3] Simp
Chapter 103 Entrance Exam [3] Simp
[POV: Oliver Atticus]
"Oh? I think it's my lucky day," Oliver muttered, his voice barely above a whisper as he closed the distance between him and the group of six students.
They barely had time to react.
"P-Prince! My father is—"
SLASH.
The body hit the ground before the words finished.
"I don't care about your father. Show your worth here." Oliver said.
The rest barely put up a fight.
He moved like a shadow, cutting through them in seconds.
The last student standing didn't even try to resist—just dropped their weapon and ran.
Oliver let him.
He glanced at his blade, the blood dripping from its edge. "Forty-one."
Another step closer.
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— "As expected of the prince. Efficiency at its finest."
— "Glad I bet on him—worth every damn coin."
— "He's not fighting. He's farming aura."
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[POV: Vynesaa El'Leather]
The scent of blood was thick in the air.
The tournament grounds were chaos—bodies littered the dirt, some still groaning in pain.
But Vynesaa stood untouched.
A group of noble heirs surrounded her, their expressions a mix of arrogance and unease.
They had the numbers.
They had the weapons. Yet, none dared to make the first move.
"You're in my way," she said, rolling her shoulders.
Silence. No one stepped aside.
"Fine."
Her magic surged. The air trembled.
Then—she moved.
The first opponent barely saw it coming.
One moment he stood firm, the next he was on the ground, choking on his own breath as vines wrapped around his throat, crushing.
The second tried to counter—his blade aimed for her side—but she was faster.
She caught his wrist, twisted until bone snapped, then slammed him into the dirt.
The rest rushed her in desperation.
A mistake.
The earth beneath them cracked, roots shot up like spears, tearing through their defenses, slamming them into the ground like ragdolls.
The last noble still standing dropped his weapon, eyes wide with terror.
He took a single step back—
Vynesaa blurred forward.
Cold. Brutal. Immediate rejection.
Lyrius's soul left his body.
But he wasn't giving up.
He jogged after her, effortlessly adjusting gravity to glide across the ice.
"So, where are you headed? Maybe I can escort you. You know, in case some weaklings try to attack."
She didn't even slow down. "I don't need an escort."
Ouch.
Still, Lyrius wasn't that easy to get rid of.
He caught up, walking alongside her as if this was all completely natural. "Come on, Reyes. You could at least pretend to appreciate my concern."
She sighed, rubbing her temples. "Lyrius, if I didn't know any better, I'd think you were following me."
He gasped, placing a hand over his heart. "Me? Following you? Please, that's ridiculous. Coincidence, I swear."
A portal flickered to life beside her, glowing softly.
"Well, I'm leaving," she said, stepping toward it.
Shit.
This was his chance.
Before she could vanish, Lyrius grabbed her wrist gently. Just enough to make her pause.
She turned, eyes narrowing slightly.
"You're seriously leaving me here?" he asked, voice lower, less playful.
Calenthir stared at him. Then—just for a second—a flicker of amusement crossed her face.
"Try to keep up, Ryder."
Then she stepped through the portal.
And Lyrius?
He jumped in right after her.
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[POV: Caspian Arcwright]
< " Only 100,000 students remain—10% of the total participants. Your rankings have been updated. You may check your status through your rings. Furthermore, your zones will now begin to merge. All the best.>>" With that, the announcement cut off. Caspian stood still, processing the words. Zone merging. That's happening good He glanced at the sky—it was still thirty minutes before 10:00 PM. Click. His ring's interface glowed as the updated rankings appeared. _____ Time — 9:30 Test Ranking....