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(A/N: There is a mistake in the last chapter. Yana meant to say Moderator instead of Channeler. I edited it already.)

Yman did something awesome for landing a hit to his elite opponent, however, most of the trainees thought that it was a lucky hit. Chloe and Bob also thought the same. If not lucky what else could it be? Even if Yman had become stronger after his disappearance, it was unthinkable that he surpassed an elite so suddenly. It was impossible. There was a reason why those elites were elites. They have exceptional growth compared to those non-elites.

Yana had no idea what her brother was like inside the academy. But she did not need to see it with her eyes to know.. She could feel that her brother was not doing good in the academy just by looking at his beat-up face whenever he came back from it. Furthermore, she was surprised as well that her brother could still fight an opponent that she heard was a student with a higher potential than him.

But if ever her suspicion about him was right, about being one of the Moderators, then perhaps he could win. She had no idea how strong an elite student was. But she was certain that her brother had low physical strength. So, to win the fight, he needed to depend on his special ability, the Time Warp that Miss Rea spoke of.

But for Yana, no matter what happened, Yman was the coolest big brother she ever had, and she was proud to have him as her brother.

"Big bro… Fight!"

"Eh?"

Yana cheered and Rea was slightly surprised. She glanced and saw Yana cupping her hands on her chest. She must be praying for her brother\'s success. Rea smiled at the warm feeling that transpired. She was happy that Crimson has a lovable sister.

"Don\'t worry, Yana. There\'s no way that guy will lose," Yana suddenly heard Rea say. Yana was surprised at Rea\'s words because it brought a feeling that Rea was certain that her brother, Yman, would never lose for certain. She had no idea what relationship his brother had with Miss Rea, but the way Rea said it told her that the two of them had an understanding of each other.

Yana was so happy that her brother found a friend that trusted him, no wonder he looks different now.

While Yana was contemplating, the audience cheered once again. On the stage, Jugo launched another attack on Yman. This time he did not use a charging attack, instead, he engaged him in a melee. Jugo, although most of the time acting like a muscle brain, would quickly gear up when he thought something was amiss. Especially that it was already two times that his attack was evaded by this opponent of his.

He was not looking at him equally or highly, rather, he was looking down on his opponent. Just that, his wolfman instinct was telling him that he needed to change the way he was fighting, if not, it might be a huge, unredeemable blunder if he keeps messing up.

"Yar, yar, yar!"

Jugo sent multiple slashes that could tear his opponent to pieces if ever one successfully hit. Fueled by hype coming from the audiences, Jugo increased his speed. It was like the air was raining with scratch marks. More and more scratch marks were accumulating in the air. Before the first one disappeared, one or two came marks came ahead. After a few seconds, the noise coming from the cheers was gradually diminishing. Everyone held their breath from the intensity of Jugo\'s attack.

SLASH! SLASH! SLASH! Slashing sounds were noticeable at the very moment.

But, despite Jugo\'s relentless, rapid attack, they noticed something weird. Even the VIPs in the VIP room and participants in the waiting hall were puzzled as to why Jugo\'s attacks were continually missing. Even the most unperceptive type of person, Bob, noticed it.

"Do Jugo\'s attacks slow or what?" Bob asked in a voice a little louder than a whisper. Though he knew that it was an absurd question since it was obvious just by looking at the fight that Jugo\'s attacks were not a bit slow. They were so fast that one would doubt if they saw when he lifted his hands.

However, no one mocked Bob\'s question as they also had the same feeling as him towards the fight. They were as surprised and doubtful as him. They doubted how in the weird chance that Yman was still intact?! How he managed to evade and dodge those fast-paced and sure kill attacks.

Noticing the weird outcome, Jugo increased the magical aura that was exuding on each of his hands. He did it to increase the power and speed. The more magical aura they summon the more powerful they become. They only needed to hide it when they had to act stealthily or when they were reserving their magical aura. Even so, none of his attacks ever land on his enemy. How is this possible? All fell silent that even the fall of a needle can be pretty much perceivable.

Jugo himself had started to feel something was not right. It was already almost a minute that he threw relentless fury of slashing attacks, yet. His enemy seemed to evade it luckily. No! Everyone could tell that Yman dodged it skillfully.

"I-Impossible…" One of Kiko\'s friends muttered with eyes. Although they were not admiring Jugo\'s skills. But his speed was no joke.

Bang!

The next thing they noticed; they all heard a dull sound.

Then they saw the figure of Jugo slowly fall. A second later, they saw him groveling on the floor.

"W-What had just happened?" Sonya asked in wonder, puzzled as to why it was Jugo again who looked so pained.

Rei-Rei and the others narrowed their eyes at Jugo\'s opponent. How was that guy able to outfight the furious Jugo? All of them had the same question in their minds. Not even those high-level monsters inside the dungeon were a match on Jugo. But this person was able to corner him that much. In fact, it was like a child trying to throw inaccurate punches. Not even them could evade five of Jugo\'s rapid attacks.

Even though still in pain, Jugo did not wait for the enemy follow-up attack. He forced his body to stand. His feet subconsciously leaped backward when he noticed the approaching punch of his enemy. However, although he avoided getting hit by it, it did not make him happy. How can he be so happy after his shameful retreat?