Reborn Apocalypse Ready War Goddess by My Side (Ezekiel Valor) novel Chapter 562

Chapter 562 Heavy Blow

The young man still hadn’t caught his breath from the shock of it all.

The elder who’d intervened turned to look at Bianca.

A warm smile crossed his face. “You have great promise.”

In truth, the hand he’d used to block the phoenix bore à faint scorch mark right in the center of his palm.

Shock rippled through him, though he kept his composure.

That single strike from a young girl had actually burned the skin of a Divine King.

That kind of power was almost unthinkable.

Bianca glanced at her opponent.

She muttered under her breath, “Guess I used too much force there.”

Every powerful figure in that arena caught those words clearly.

A wave of dry, disbelieving laughter rippled through the crowd. Unbelievable. She’d actually been trying to stall for even more time than that.

Bianca offered the elder a small, polite bow before turning and walking away.

Robby’s voice rang out.

“Match five, Bianca wins!

“Competitor number six, step forward!”

Thunderous applause rolled through the stadium.

As if being that beautiful wasn’t enough, she had to be that powerful too.

She’d fought a Four-Sigil opponent well outside her own rank and made it look effortless.

Bianca paid none of that any mind and returned quietly to Steven’s side, settling in without a word.

She didn’t disturb him.

Fiona asked, “Bianca, what’s going on with the vice captain?”

Bianca shook her head. “Something important must be happening. I should’ve dragged that fight out even longer if I’d known.”

Fiona laughed and shook her head. “That would’ve upset him even more once he found out. He’d have beaten that poor guy half to death out of guilt. This is fine as it is. We’ve still got two more matches before his turn comes up.”

Bianca nodded, though there wasn’t much else she could do about it now.

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Chapter 562 Heavy Blow

Competitor number six turned out to be Griffin.

That fight ended far faster than anyone expected.

Griffin stood as Oakridge Academy’s own SSS-rank prodigy.

For a place like Oakridge, an SSS-rank talent was a genuine rarity, the kind of once in a million discovery every academy dreamed of finding.

That particular year, Oakridge had gotten remarkably lucky, producing two such talents at once, with Fellaria standing as the other.

The moment Griffin stepped onto the stage, his face was all smiles.

But the second the fight began, he transformed into an entirely different person.

Ruthless. Precise. Utterly decisive.

A single strike was all it took to defeat an opponent who sat at level 31 in the Four-Sigil tier.

Once the fight ended, he offered his fallen opponent a polite, gentle apology.

The entire match hadn’t lasted longer than two minutes.

Watching that only made Bianca’s nerves worse.

Match seven came next.

Competitor number seven was Fellaria.

She too crushed her opponent with total dominance.

She was a striking young woman in her own right, her features sharp and beautiful, cool and quiet as the first chill of autumn.

She ended her match with a single decisive strike, just like Griffin.

No surprise there, given how long people had spoken of Oakridge’s two unmatched prodigies.

Bianca’s anxiety was climbing by the second.

Steven still hadn’t come back.

Robby glanced over toward Steven’s spot and cleared his throat awkwardly.

“Ah, well, perhaps we could take a short break here. Or maybe competitor number nine could step up first instead?”

An

le silence spread through the crowd.

nt as favoritism could get from a vice principal acting as head referee.

fest to object.

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