The arena was filled with thunderous noises as the atmosphere appeared to be quite heated with the combined noises of thousands of people chatting, yelling, and laughing.

"Why are they all so excited?" Fionn asked Theodore, covering his ears to muffle the noise.

"I guess because they'll soon be able to watch a good show." With a grin on his face, Theodore responded.

"That could be the case," Fionn chuckled, hearing Theodore's response as he looked around.

With a quick glance around, Fionn noticed bright flashes of light appearing to their left and right as groups after groups of teens just like them were teleported to the arena.

"They must be examnees from other sectors," Theodore remarked, glancing at the groups of teenagers.

"I think so, too," Fionn said in response to Theodore's statement.

"Let's move towards our stand," Floyd says, noticing that everyone has recovered from the vertigo caused by the teleportation.

When Floyd's command was heard, everyone nodded and followed him.

Following Floyd, Fionn and company soon arrived at the examinees' stand. Their seats were separated from the spectators' seats by an iron fence and were located down below, closer to the field. The examinees' stand was further divided into 18 sections, with examinees from each sector having their own stand. As Fionn sat in his stand, he noticed that some of the stands of other sectors had already been occupied, while others were still empty and awaiting occupants.

While Fionn was checking other examinees, he noticed Theodore smiling wickedly and asked, "What are you smiling so creepily for?"

"Just now, a guy from the other stand tried to exert his bloodline suppression on me, so I taught him a lesson," Theodore said triumphantly.

"I used to think that having bloodlines must be really cool, but since I've entered legacy, my perspective on this has drastically changed." Fionn chuckled as he heard Theodore's response and said.

"Having a bloodline is fantastic if it is of high rank; otherwise, it is quite terrible. However, having a lower rank bloodline is not a total loss either, because a bloodlined individual is always stronger than a bloodlineless individual unless his opponent has a higher rank avatar."

Neal stated with a thoughtful expression. Then, as if just realising, he asked, "What kind of avatar do you have?"

"Well, I have enlightenment avatars, and the specifics are a little difficult to explain, but you'll know when I'm fighting." Fionn responded awkwardly.

"Bro, that's not sincere of you, how complicated can it be?" Theodore persisted, hoping to get a response.

"Believe me bro, they are complicated to explain. I am not trying to hide anything, and if it were possible, I would have shown them to you right now, but it would be offensive for me to summon my avatar here sitting among other examinees," Fionn clarified.

When Theodore heard what Fionn said, he sighed and said, "I understand, but now my curiosity is killing me; I can't wait to find out what kind of avatar you have."

When Fionn heard what Theodore said, he smiled, and just as he was about to say something, a loud thunderclap rang out from the sky. Everyone looked up, startled, only to see a swarm of dense black cloud rolling towards them from the distance. Constant thunderclaps could be seen among the clouds, blinding onlookers' eyes. With the clouds came fierce gusts of wind strong enough to uproot trees, and it appeared that a thunderstorm was about to strike at any moment.

"What's going on?" everyone asked aloud.

Seeing everyone's puzzled expressions, Floyd grinned and said, "It's the director of our academy, he's coming."

"Is this all because of the director? Is the director going to monitor the exam in person?" asked Theodore, his voice brimming with excitement.

"You can say that, but it's one of his clones; he's not here in person," Floyd replied calmly.

RRRROOOAAAARRRR!

Seconds after Floyd finished answering Theodore's question, a draconic roar erupted from within the dark clouds, shaking the entire arena as if it were an earthquake and making everyone's ears buzz.

Fionn watched in awe as a massive dragon head emerged from the dark clouds, covered in lightning; the head alone was nearly the size of half the arena. The dragon slowly opened its eyes and scanned everyone in the arena with its regal gaze.

As the dragon's gaze fell on them, everyone in the arena felt an intense pressure on their bodies. The feeling was caused by the presence of a higher rank practitioner; it was as if a mountain was weighing on their shoulders. Fionn noticed that even Floyd was feeling the strain.