Chapter 273
"Greg Truedeam has passed this assessment as he has landed a blow in one minute, twenty seconds," Eric announced, his voice firm and resolute.
With a confident smirk, Greg leapt from the elevated platform and landed gracefully back in his spot among the students, pride glowing in his eyes.
"I'm glad you didn't disappoint me," Grey's calm voice whispered into Greg's ear like a phantom breeze.
Greg's smirk widened.
'I'm not done yet. The tournament—whatever the academy has planned—I'll win it all.' Determination surged through him as the next name was about to be called.
Eric raised a hand, motioning for Vanica to approach. She swiftly healed his injuries with practiced ease, then silently returned to her previous position.
"The next participant is Lyra!" Eric declared.
A hush fell over the room.
The voluptuous young woman walked forward with feline grace, each step a display of power and poise.
