Magus Supremacy
Chapter 306 - 306: Many More Surprises to come!

The sun rose with brilliance, painting streaks of gold across the skies—it was finally the much-anticipated day for the second round of the intra-academy tournament, and the entire campus buzzed with excitement.

Energy crackled in the air like a brewing storm, and the coliseum stood proudly like a titan awaiting blood and glory.

Inside his dorm, Grey stirred from sleep.

His body was calm, but his mind was racing—constantly flickering through everything that had happened and what could unfold today.

He sat cross-legged on the floor, entering a state of focused meditation. A soft aura shimmered faintly around him as he cultivated.

'I wonder when I'll break through to the next star,' he mused, exhaling slowly as his cultivation cycle reached completion.

After a few quiet moments, he stood up, stretched briefly, and moved towards the bathroom.

The cold water splashed over his body, washing away the tension. Within minutes, he was dressed and out the door, headed straight for the coliseum.

'I just hope Dave doesn't let his anger get the better of him today… otherwise Vince might actually lose his life,' Grey thought darkly as the grand arena loomed into view.

The crowd had already begun to gather. The massive coliseum, its towers stretching high into the sky, looked like a temple built to honor strength and rivalry.

Grey navigated through the crowd and made his way toward the spectating stands—where he spotted a familiar figure waiting eagerly.

Max.

"Good morning," Max greeted, flashing a grin that stretched ear to ear. The seat beside him was unmistakably reserved for Grey.

"Morning," Grey responded, easing into the chair. "Excited for today's match?"

"Obviously! I get to watch my sister dominate her opponent," Max said proudly, his eyes gleaming with anticipation.

"Let's hope things go according to plan," Grey said with a small smile.

"Hey, Grey!" another voice called.

Turning around, Grey saw his other friends who weren't participating in today's match approaching—Vanica, Arthur, Gordon, and Vorden. They took their seats around him, some beside him, others behind.

"You guys made it?" Grey asked, mildly surprised.

"Of course," Gordon replied enthusiastically. "Wouldn't miss a chance to cheer for our team."

"Let's just hope they're worth cheering for," Grey muttered under his breath.

Suddenly, a booming voice echoed throughout the arena.

"Ladies and gentlemen!"

The ground trembled violently beneath their feet as the same mechanical rumble from the day before filled the air.

At the far end of the coliseum, the ground split, and a magnificent booth rose upward—a gleaming platform where Amir and Lucian now stood.

"Tch." Grey scoffed as he rested his elbow on the railing.

"I hope we're all ready for today's match?" Amir's voice thundered.

"YES!!!" The crowd erupted like a volcanic explosion, the sheer force of their cheer making the ground quake again.

"I'm glad the enthusiasm is strong today," Amir continued with a grin. "Now, without any further ado, let's begin! Please, direct your attention to the center of the coliseum!"

A massive white holographic display appeared mid-air, rotating slowly as names began to flicker on it. Rows upon rows of student names flashed rapidly, the tension in the crowd rising with each passing second.

And then—it stopped.

"The first match of the day is between the fearless and fiery—Scarlet Trevor!—versus the third-year beast of battle, Drey!" Amir roared.

The coliseum exploded in cheers. The crowd stomped, whistled, and waved their arms as the iron gates on either end creaked open.

From one side, Scarlet strode out.

Her red hair danced in the wind, flames already beginning to lick around her fingers. Her fiery eyes scanned the arena, undeterred by the deafening roar from the crowd.

From the opposite gate, Drey emerged.

His gait was casual, one hand buried in his pocket, the other casually twirling a finger. A frown tugged at one side of his lips while a cocky smirk pulled at the other.

Despite the show of nonchalance, a dangerous air coiled around him like a sleeping beast ready to wake.

The two students stood face to face in the center of the coliseum, tension so thick it could be sliced with a blade.

"For safety reasons, two certified three-star mages are currently on standby. We're not planning to lose any students today," Amir announced.

Grey allowed himself a smile and leaned back into his seat.

'Good. With that kind of backup, Dave won't be able to pull anything reckless—not without getting shut down instantly.'

"The rules remain the same," Amir declared. "Knock your opponent out, pin them, or force a surrender. Let's not waste any more time. Are you ready?!"

In response, flames surged wildly around Scarlet's fists, the air around her rippling from the heat.

Across from her, Drey's body began to shift grotesquely.

His arms stretched longer, muscles bulging. Sharp, curved claws burst from his fingers. His eyes glowed a haunting yellow, slitted like a predator's.

Fangs erupted from his jaws, and with a tear of fabric, a long sinewy tail emerged from his lower back. He rose to his full transformed height—over seven feet tall.

"Glad you're both ready. Let the first match… begin!" Amir's voice was the spark that ignited the chaos.

Scarlet moved first.

"Fire Magic!" she shouted, flames spiraling from her hands in a blazing wave. The searing heat distorted the air as the torrent shot toward Drey.

"Beast Transformation Magic: Claw Strike!" Drey called out, slashing his claws in rapid succession.

Crescent-shaped energy claws tore through the air, colliding with Scarlet's flames and cutting through them like a hot knife through butter.

Scarlet barely pivoted out of the way, the claw slashes grazing past her with terrifying speed before smashing into the stone walls of the coliseum, exploding on impact.

"You're lucky," Drey growled, appearing before her in a blur.

His claws lashed out, aiming straight for her face. But Scarlet ducked instinctively, spinning low.

A wave of fire exploded from her palm, catching Drey in the torso and launching him backwards.

In the same breath, she snapped her fingers.

A dozen fire arrows materialized mid-air and fired forward like homing missiles, their trails cutting through the sky with blistering speed.

Drey crossed his clawed arms in front of him in an X-shape. The fire arrows slammed into his forearms, driving him backward as the ground cracked beneath his heels. Each impact sent flames cascading outward, smoke curling in the air.

When the flames cleared, Drey was still standing.

His arms bore only a single drop of blood.

Then… the wound healed instantly, muscle and flesh sealing like nothing had happened.

Scarlet's eyes widened in disbelief. 'That attack could take down a level four beast. And all it did was draw a single drop of blood? His body… it's like armor!'

"You look shocked," Drey said with a grin, his voice guttural and low. "Well, don't be. I've still got a few more tricks up my sleeve!"

Then he vanished—propelling forward at blinding speed toward Scarlet, who was still frozen in place.

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{A/N}

Alright, not to spring this upon you all suddenly, but instead of the usual two chapters today, we are doing four.

Why? Because Albert Sama has just made a mass release possible by letting us hit the Golden tickets goal! Let's go! Also, I have something to tell you all in the next chapter.

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