Seventh Prince’s Debauchery Made Him Into A Title Holder

When they arrived at the top, they saw many people taking a rest from the usage of their spiritual energy.

Ayeon could relate to it because they had to focus on the right amount of spiritual energy to use to keep ascending the stairs. And the higher you go, the more you have to use, which acc.u.mulates up. You could also rest on the stair but since only 1000 people can become students, everyone was rushing to not miss the chance to join.

Also not everyone is like Ayeon who practiced with spiritual energy since young and has the best control over it that one could achieve. He could simply be called a monster among the majority of the people here.

Moving on, after another hour, 1000 youths had made it to the top. There was an ancient gate there with the old man from earlier near it.

"Good! This year's freshmen are promising. You finished faster than all the previous graduates. Now, we'll see where you're at amongst yourselves for the next part of the test."

The old man praised with a happy expression.

"Um.. I have a question.."

A timid voice spoke up among the crowd.

"Hm?" The old man searched for the voice, before locking onto a girl with petite height.

"Go on child, what is it that you want to ask?"

"Well.. since you said the next part is going to test where we are at amongst ourselves, does that mean we have to fight each other?"

The petite girl nervously asked.

"Brilliant! That's right, the second part is a fighting tournament among all of you in order to decide the your ranks in your year. Now, the rankings are not meaningless. The higher you're ranking is among your peers, the more resources you are awarded every month from the academy."

The old man said, hoping to get all of them to give their best efforts during the tournament. That way the academy will know their strength.

"Now, a lot of you must be wondering what the prizes are for the tournament, yes? Well, i'm sorry but there are only prizes for the ones ranked top ten. The rest of you have to participate unless you don't want to live in a clean room."

A fighting tournament...

Ayeon smiled.

He hoped he wasn't up against his sisters because he had decided to aim for first place, while making it look like he won with extreme difficulty during the last few fights. This would be a great cover in hiding his true combat prowess while making others underestimate him during critical moments.

There are many advantages to this and Ayeon had often used this tactic to defeat his enemies. After all, knowledge is a type of power too!

"All of you follow me to the academy's training arena."

With that, the old man took off, entering through the ancient gate and into the academy.

Everybody followed him while admiring the scenery along the way. Ayeon did not join up with his sisters, but stayed with the beauty from before.

The beauty looked at him but didn't speak. She was giving him the cold shoulder!

Ayeon awkwardly smiled and chose to keep quiet. He didn't want to embarass himself where at leadt a thousand or more can see him.

After a short walk, everyone could see a huge platform that was silver in colour in the middle of the place. There was even sidelines for people to spectate just like the roman coliseums.

The old man informed them while walking, "There are three stages: The Initial, the Top Ten and the Finals."

"Each of you will be assigned a number every round. The person who has the same number will be your opponent for that round. Each of you are required to have at least 10 wins to advance to the next stage. This is also beneficial to all you youths because you have only started levelling now. The most important thing you can gain from this is combat experience."

Ayeon mentally praised this method as it kills two stones at the same time.

Developing combat experience and gauging each others' strength.

The old man handed out pieces of paper to everyone after arriving.

Ayeon received the number 7. This means he will fight in the seventh round.

Since there was a thousand people here, each round was set up to have a hundred participants in it. This way the one who stands last in the arena for that round advances into the second stage, the Top Ten.

Ayeon revealed his number to the beauty next to him and his sisters who had arrived next to him who also revealed theirs.

After looking at their numbers, he breathed a sigh of relief.

They all had different numbers.

He didn't have to fight them, so they can also advance into the next round unless there was someone even stronger than him. This would be hard pressed to find because everyone here had started to level only a month ago.

And, without Ayeon's help his sisters would most likely be in between levels 3-5 instead of 6-9 now from the gains of the bandit attack.

"Round one, start!"

The old man spoke loudly.

Everyone with the number 1, started walking towards the arena.

Ayeon also looked towards the arena, trying to see if he could find someone that stood out. Unfortunately, he didn't. He predicts that the last battle of round one may end up extremely close to the border of winning and losing.

That is unless the extraordinary person in round one had a bloodline which helps hide their presence.