A fox appeared from a backpack Vincent had. Aegon found that scene quite funny. A small cute fox just jumped out of this giant man’s backpack which was clearly too small for his size.

[That fox is actually a cub!] A cold glint appeared in Aegon's eyes, he thought that maybe he could win this round, maybe he could be the one to break out of the predetermined entrance spots.

A deep voice brought him back from his fantasies. "Let 's fight.”

Vincent cracked his knuckles and got into a horse stand position. He knew his weakness better than everyone. He knew his best option was to make his opponent attack him, and not run after someone faster than him.

Aegon and Kuro slowly circled around Vicent, surrounding him and when they were on opposite sides they rushed forth.

As Aegon was rushing he took out his slings and threw them at Vincent`s legs.

Vincent tried to move out of the way but he was too slow, his legs ended up being hit by the slings but they didn't manage to make him lose balance, it only immobilized him but that was enough as it left his back open to Kuro who was already jumping towards him.

However, that sly fox was waiting for that exact moment, it jumped downwards and used its momentum to force Kuro to fall in the direction of the slings which were binding Vincent's legs.

Kuro fell on top of the ropes in an awkward and painful position that left him unable to move.

The giant youth didn't waste such a perfect opportunity and shoved Kuro’s snout on the ground while holding his neck, it was the same as saying: “If this was a real fight your pet would be dead.”

Aegon who started running after he threw his slings so that he didn't enter Vincent`s punch range saw this and could only sigh. “I surrender.”

Aegon and Kuro once again walked the loser’s road.[Well at least I got some battle experience.]

The last few battles went without a hitch.

Every single person from the losers bracket lost and most lost badly...

“He must have a way to find out our battle prowess or something like that, he just didn't tell us so that he could see if anyone would surprise him.”

Mentor 1 didn't seem disappointed nor did he seem happy, it seemed that everything had been just as he planned.

“Now that everyone’s entrance rank has been decided I'll proceed to announce the winner of this tournament based on performance who, as I said before, will also get a weapon artifact of their choosing.”

Silence descended in the arena, everyone had a name resonating in their minds [ Haris Lawrence]. His battle performance was top tier, his talent was top tier, even his background was top tier.

“Haris Lawrence congratulations…” Before Mentor 1 could even finish his announcement the crowd erupted into cheers, if there was someone that all of them could support, that person was definitely Haris. He was their hero, their future representative, their future leader.

Mentor 1 had to wait for a while before he could continue his announcement “... on winning first place in the entrance exam tournament. You can request for your weapon artifact after registering your weapon of choice in the martial house.”

“It's late already, let's head to my Sacred Bond martial house to get you guys settled.”

Richard spun on his feet and slowly closed his eyes, he seemed to be feeling the wind. His image drew everyone's eyes, he looked so calm...so... in sync.

At that moment he resembled a painting, a very peaceful one, but then a large shadow was cast over the arena.

A massive white bird similar to an eagle landed on the sides of the colosseum. It screeched, scaring some of the viewers. They were polar opposites and together they formed equilibrium.

Aegon was in a trance-like state. [ That`s Yin and Yang if I’ve ever seen it ]

Richard finally opened his eyes with a soft smile hanging on his lips, he was like a peaceful buddha and his image from Aegon’s perspective overlapped with that giant eagle. It was simply impressive to behold.

“Let’s go” Mentor 1’s voice awakened everyone from their stupor.

Aegon, Haris and Vincent as well as the other 49 youths admitted to the Sacred Bond martial house all climbed onto the bird with a drop of fear but a bucket of wonder and an ocean of respect. Because power is absolute, and where there is power there is either respect or death.

They soon took to the skies and watched as the clouds drifted close to their noses and the colosseum where they were just moments before slowly disappeared into the horizon.