"Wait," Amber suddenly said.

Everyone’s eyes turned toward her as Amber pointed at Ethan, who for some reason felt a trace of unease, which he quickly suppressed.

"What, you want a date with me?" Ethan said with a nervous smile.

"Heh."

Hearing this, Amber gave a cold smile and said, "Darling is already going to beat him senseless. You still remain, so I want to beat you myself."

Hearing her words, Ethan flinched, and his face darkened as he looked at Amber angrily.

Victor threatening and intimidating him was one thing, but a woman claiming she could defeat him was something his pride could not tolerate. He was beyond angry, furious was the word to describe his current mood.

"Fine. Don’t blame me when I ruin that pretty face of yours," Ethan snorted coldly as the four of them headed inside.

Then they walked into a large auditorium where there were a few people in the audience who seemed to be examinees like them. At the front was a large rectangular table where five judges, all Awakeners and professors of the academy, were seated and observing the fights.

"Ahhh..."

Victor looked at the duo fighting in the arena and saw that one of them had their hand severed from their shoulder, yet the judges remained indifferent.

"Winner!"

the referee declared, and a team of medics carried the injured person away from the stage.

Victor watched the nervous expressions of the examinees, and then the referee called for the next pair.

Victor, Amber, Kevin, and Ethan walked toward the counter.

"We would like to register our opponents," Victor said calmly as he handed a sheet of paper to the receptionist.

The receptionist took it expressionlessly and said, "Wait. We will call your names when it’s your turn."

Victor and Amber nodded and took seats in the stands, while Ethan and Kevin sat as far away from them as possible.

After several more fights, the referee finally called out Amber’s name.

"Contestant Number 47, Amber, versus Contestant Number 541, Ethan. Please step onto the stage."

"Oh, it’s my turn first," Amber said in surprise, a sadistic smile appearing on her face as she walked toward the stage.

"Bitch, you’re going to regret challenging me... I’m going to humiliate you," Ethan said with a malicious smile as he eyed her with undisguised lust and drew a dagger.

His intentions were clear. He planned to target her clothing and publicly humiliate her, which he believed would not only disgrace her but also Victor. In his mind, it would be the perfect act of revenge.

"Hmph."

Amber snorted, and her expression turned even icier as she sensed his malicious intentions.

The referee walked onto the stage and said, "Match begin!"

As soon as his words fell, Ethan used some kind of speed skill that created an afterimage and charged toward Amber, which immediately caught the judges’ attention.

"Woah, that must be a skill," one of the judges exclaimed.

"Yeah, it must be some kind of rare speed skill, and the dagger he is using is also of high quality. His family background must be quite wealthy," another judge said.

"Yeah, but what’s she doing? She isn’t moving. It seems like she’s too scared to move," one of the judges remarked sarcastically.

"What do you think, Headmaster Lance? Who do you think will win?" one of the judges asked.

Everyone looked at the middle-aged man who was observing the match with interest.

"The woman will win," Headmaster Lance said.

"Really? But I think the woman is scared stiff," another judge said with a frown.

"She is not scared. It’s more like she can see his movements, and I can tell from her gaze that she is treating him like a bug she can crush at any moment," Lance said.

Sure enough, the very next second—

"AHHHHH!"

A loud scream echoed throughout the auditorium.

Everyone saw that Ethan’s leg had turned into a sculpture of black ice, halting his movement. Amber didn’t give him any time to react. She landed a solid kick on his leg and shattered it into ice crystals.

"Warlock!" one of the judges exclaimed in shock.

"An Ice Bloodline, and it seems to be even more powerful than usual," Headmaster Lance said, equally surprised, as he had not expected this at all. He knew the Thornfield heiress also had ice bloodline and saw it in action but hime felt like the black ice was way stronger.

Tak. Tak.

Ethan’s heart trembled with fear when he saw Amber walking toward him with a sadistic smile on her face.

Suddenly, his expression changed when he saw Amber raise her hand and point a finger at him, more specifically his crotch area.

A chilling sensation suddenly spread through his crotch area, and his face turned pale with fear and panic.

"W-Wait!"

Before he could say anything else, he felt his little brother turn completely solid, and then—

Bang!

Crack!

"AHHHHH...!"

A hoarse scream, like a pig being slaughtered, escaped Ethan’s mouth as Amber kicked him directly in the nether region, shattering his frozen little brother, which got destroyed with a crack everyone heard.

Hiss!

Everyone in the audience sucked in cold breaths. The men instinctively crossed their legs, and even Victor’s lips twitched at her brutal and sadistic actions

"H-Heavens..." Kevin stammered, feeling a chill run down his spine as he witnessed Amber’s brutality.

He felt even more terrified when he saw the sadistic smile on her face, as though she was genuinely enjoying herself while crushing him.

Kevin turned to look at Victor, who merely smiled at him and that smile made his shudder for some reason

For some reason, it felt as though a devil was smiling back at him.

He suppressed his unease and thought ’ He can’t beat me...I still got my trump card’

"Winner: Amber Goldburn. Please wait until all the matches are over for the results to be announced," the referee said, looking at Amber with apprehension before instructing the medics to take Ethan away for treatment.