Instantly, everyone was dumbfounded, not expecting Amon to attack.

There were some who were even speechless and could barely see what had happened.

ARRRRGHH!!

A pained scream tore through the air as the youth retreated repeatedly, his face paling and draining of color.

Staring at Amon, his eyes were filled with terror.

The four youths surrounding him were also stunned on the spot.

The armless man collapsed to the ground as blood continued pouring from his shoulders.

Everyone could tell that within moments he would die.

"Any healer here???" a loud shout tore through the students from the group of four.

Noticing that it might be too late before they reached an instructor, they could only leave the healing to a gifted student.

The moment the question was asked, the eyes of the other students scanned toward a particular youth.

"You're a healer?" a slightly muscular youth among the group barked at the boy.

"Ye—yes!" the youth nodded.

"Good. Stabilize his condition immediately!"

"A—alright!" the youth nodded, then frantically rushed toward the location of the dying senior.

A pale blue light glowed on his hand and his divine energy surged as he quickly used his gift.

Meanwhile, noticing the youth's face regaining some color, the muscular youth stood up with a darkened expression.

He and the other four turned to Amon instantly.

The air immediately became heavy as the clang of metals resounded.

Gradually, the arms of the youth changed and began taking on a metallic hue.

From his arms, the metallic sheen surged upward and within moments his body changed to that of metal.

He still retained his human appearance, but Amon could sense the terrifying defense he had gained.

'His gift?' Amon guessed, noting that a battle art couldn't possibly have such effects.

Meanwhile, from the midsection of another youth, a slight glow appeared. A pale green creature emerged from his celestial core.

This youth's name was Kevin, and he had awakened a gift that could only be activated through the fusion between him and his celestial dragon.

Sensing the tension in the air and witnessing Amon's strength firsthand, he knew he couldn't be careless.

An axe appeared in the hand of the third youth.

Staring intently at Amon, the air seemed to spark with a terrifying killing intent.

"Interesting…" Amon felt his blood boiling in excitement as his primordial energy began to stir, ready for battle.

"Bring it on!" Amon roared loudly before charging at the four.

A wave of heat brushed through the air and an orange glow flashed by.

SWISH!

Amon's sword moved at lightning speed as he executed the Sunset Sword Art.

CLANG!

The sound of two metals clashing echoed as Amon's sword collided heavily with the metal arm of the metallic youth.

As he struggled to pierce through, he noticed Kevin attacking from the corner of his eye.

Kevin had changed completely, taking on the monstrous form of a beast that looked like a werewolf from Amon's previous life.

Amon felt the wind break apart as his punch came hurling toward him.

Meanwhile, from the other side, a large axe was descending toward Amon's head.

Amon only had time to hurriedly block the punch, sensing it was the more terrifying threat.

Then he tried tilting his body to the side to dodge the axe attack, and another sharp spear heading his way.

Just then, a loud clang resounded.

Amon hastily turned after blocking the terrifying punch.

He felt his internal organs shake violently, even more tumultuous than the hit from the previous night.

It was clear that Kevin's strength was far greater than the beasts from before.

Thankfully, Amon noticed that Natisha had helped him block the other two attacks.

The blind girl had her two hands outstretched as she tightly gripped the spear and held the hilt of the long axe.

She pushed them forward, causing the two to stagger back.

Then she took a fighting stance and stretched her palm.

"Destructive Death Palm Art."

Mouthing the words, Natisha slapped her palms forward.

BOOM!

A resounding clap echoed as a dark palm-like glow erupted violently and slammed toward the two students.

The axe-wielding youth was stunned by the sight of the attack and could feel the terrifying might contained in it.

In haste, he quickly raised his axe to block.

Natasha didn't pay him much attention and slapped her palm toward the youth with the spear.

The youth twisted the spear and brought it down with a thunderous clash.

Instantly, the two staggered backward, their faces filled with shock as they stared at Natasha.

"She's that strong?" one of the onlookers commented with a shocked expression.

The others were similarly astounded.

"She is using her bare hands to deal with two seniors who are armed!"

Everyone could hardly believe the scene.

The faces of the two youths turned slightly red in embarrassment.

They were supposed to be seniors, yet with weapons they couldn't handle a blind girl who was barehanded?

How could they still call themselves seniors?

Moreover, they outnumbered her.

Since they had already started it, they couldn't just drop the situation, so with a loud roar they charged toward Natasha once more.

Meanwhile, Natasha calmly whispered, "Destructive Death Palm Art."

On the other side, with the pressure lessened, Amon could now focus on the two he was facing.

With a slash, he executed a Sunrise Sword Art, causing a stinging pain to burn through the metal of the metallic youth.

Then he simultaneously executed a sweeping sword art toward Kevin.

"Oi, oi! What's going on here?" an excited voice rang out from the crowd.

Everyone turned to see a lady dressed in a sexy Japanese dress that exposed her curves slightly.

Seeing her, the gathered youths backed away subconsciously.

"Fighting with the seniors? Why did no one count me in?" Mei Aiko commented with a grin.

Noticing that Amon had the weakest aura and was struggling the most, she quickly rushed toward him with a childish smirk.

Everyone was so attracted by her alluring figure that they didn't realize when she had taken out two slender daggers.

Like a slithering snake, her movements blurred and became faster than Amon.

In the blink of an eye, she had executed more than fifty stabs at the metallic youth.

CLANG! CLANG! CLANG! CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!

All the students could hear were the consecutive rings of metal.

Mei Aiko paused her attacks, revealing the miserable state of the student.

All around his body were deep dents carved into him.

His expression was twisted, and the students could only imagine the agonizing pain he must have been feeling.

Amon took advantage of the moment Kevin was distracted to quickly execute a sword art.

Snow drifted about and the scene from before replayed itself.

Only, this time Kevin was slightly faster and dodged before Amon could slice apart his other arm.

On the other hand, Natasha's palm crashed heavily onto the youth with the spear, causing cracks to spread through it.

Then her palm crashed into his chest and the sound of bones cracking reached everyone's ears.

It was clear that the first years were dismantling the second years.

"What the hell is happening here?" a suddenly surprised voice barked, filled with anger.

Instantly, everyone turned and noticed an instructor hastily approaching with a first-year student behind him.

Seeing the state of the second-year students, the instructor was speechless.

"What the hell is going on? Someone explain this to me!!!" A vein bulged on his head as he roared loudly.

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