Thick green vines shot out of the ground, wrapped around the mannequin tightly and ripped it apart effortlessly. The pieces of the mannequin fell to the floor and the vines crawled towards Belladonna.

Belladonna patted the vines like one would do a pet, and in the next second the vines shrivelled as Belladonna absorbed the spiritual energy in them. The vines died and the sand also lost its moisture, turning back to its original dry, white form.

Herman looked at Belladonna in disbelief. 'How does destroying the mannequin while barely moving help me!?' Herman raged inwardly as the veins on his head bulged.

Belladonna saw Herman's expression and giggled inwardly. She acted as if nothing happened and walked lazily back into the group of students.

'I wonder what he'll do,' Belladonna said to herself as she looked at Wonsebolatán. She put her hand over eye patch to calm her left eye which started to glow.

'Rogue, Arnetta, Jacquez... and Xenon,' Belladonna thought as she looked at each of them one by one. 'Those are the tricky ones, though that blue haired boy is strange too. Ah! What am I saying, everyone in the top ten is pretty strong, but those four are the most threatening to me.'

Belladonna's left eye which was covered by an eye patch dotted with pink and green gems - like the colour of her eyes – eventually calmed down and stopped glowing.

'This eye can be a real pain sometimes.' Belladonna sighed. 'I need to breakthrough faster to control it better.'

"So... which of you is going next?" Herman said slowly after several minutes of being rendered speechless by Belladonna's performance.

"I'm planning to go last, so maybe Won-Wonsebolatán wi-"

"Hold your breath. I'm not going next." Wonsebolatán interrupted Aoi's stammer. His cold gaze swept over his classmates and landed on the instructor.

"I am very satisfied with the training plan I have been practicing from home, and I have no interest in inculcating whatever plan you might cook up into my style, as I believe it would dampen my growth. So, I have no reason to participate in this exercise." Wonsebolatán said straight to Herman.

'Ah, I knew this would happen, Oguns and their pride.' Herman sighed internally and shook his head slightly. "Even if you don't want to accept my training plan, it would be nice if you could have a go with the mannequin." Herman replied Wonsebolatán.

"What is the point. I am not interested." Wonsebolatán replied.

"Suit yourself then. Aoi, your turn." Herman looked away from him and turned to Aoi.

Herman had expected Wonsebolatán to reject his training plan from the start as all the students from or of the Ogun family that has passed through him had always stuck to their training method practised from birth and would reject his, but they had at least participated in the mannequin sparring.

'What did I expect from Olusegun's child, the pride does run deep in their blood.' Herman smiled slightly as he reminisced.

Olusegun was Wonsebolatán's father and had been his student. He graduated from Askesis ten years ago and just recently rose to the highest position in the Ogun family, becoming the youngest ruler ever in Ogun's history.

"Hurry up and let's get this over with." Eyeball said to Aoi as he slowly walked to the sparring space.

"Don't show the mannequin any mercy! Be like Xenon!" Jason shouted after him.

Aoi and the mannequin started to spar shortly, and their spar was the longest and most boring of all as Aoi and the mannequin just ran around, trading blows.

There was no use of abilities, no flashy moves, and Aoi didn't even turn super saiyan as Xenon had expected. It was just like watching a super boring boxing match, where one of the boxers is very good at dodging and the other didn't bleed.

Even Eyeball was frustrated at this point and just wanted Aoi to blast the mannequin away and end it. Herman had also had enough but he couldn't stop the spar as the conditions for the spar to stop was either to be beaten by the mannequin, or to deliver a fatal attack to the mannequin.

Neither of these has yet to happen because Aoi was extremely good at blocking, dodging, and parrying attacks, the mannequin had yet to land a fatal blow on him. But he couldn't defeat the mannequin either as his punches had little to no effect on the mannequin.

Aoi was sweating profusely now and his movements weren't as smooth as before, he was losing concentration due to the heated argument going on in his mind currently.

'You filthy weakling, is this all you can do, relinquish the control to m-'

'Hey, cut it off, leave him alone, I said stop!'

'I have no reason to listen to you, he's too weak and you know it.'

'Back off!'

'I am ashamed to be here with the both of you, give me just one sec-'

'I said back off, I'm warning you, Aoi say something!'

'As if I'd listen to him, get your hand off me!'

'What is your PROBLEM!'

'His pathetic-ness, that's my problem, his friends will be ashamed of him if he continues like this.'

'No they won't.'

'Yes they will! They probably already are!'

'Shut up! Don't listen to him Aoi.'

'Imagine what will happen if he gets beaten by this piece of wood when his friends destroyed it in seconds!'

'Nothing will happen, and he won't get defeated if you shut up.'

'They will leave him, no one wants weaklings!'

'They won't!'

'They will and he knows it!'

'They w- what the heck do you want!?'

'Just one minute, let me show this wimp how it's done.'

'We aren't interfering.'

'Aoi! Get off!'

'Don't listen to him, Aoi.'

'I've had enough, I'm taking it by force.'

'No, Aoi don't-'

Sir Herman, Eyeball, the top ten students and some of the rest suddenly turned their heads to Aoi as they felt something strange.

Eyeball's pupils widened, Herman connected to Eyeball, Wonsebolatán's hair rose, Belladonna's left eye glowed, the blood in Rogue's skin coagulated instinctively – the skin will be hardened and increase her defence this way.

Jason skin glowed green, Xenon's senses prickled and got a system notification, Karmesínrot's head throbbed as if her horn wanted to surface, Jacquez felt spike in Aoi's strength – advantages of his second ability - and Arnetta felt a ripple in space-time equilibrium.

Spiritual energy raged around Aoi, causing his clothes to ripple as if he was being assaulted by strong winds and his hair to flow upright as it flashed between bright blue and white continuously.

Aoi's eyes were closed, and his face was scrunched up as if he was in pain, the mannequin dashed at him.

Eyeball could feel Aoi's spike in strength, but he could also feel him trying to suppress it, he was experiencing a tough internal struggle so Eyeball tried to use the opportunity to finish Aoi off before things turned worse.

Just as the mannequin reached Aoi, Aoi suddenly open his eyes, his hair was still flashing between blue and white but grew tremendously in an instant, reaching below his waist. His irises were distorted and changing shapes and colour, the muscles around his body were expanding and contracting and he grew two fangs from his upper jaw.

Before the mannequin could move another inch, Aoi's right hand shot out and hit the mannequin's chest, impaling it and coming out of the back.

Aoi put his other hand on the mannequin's shoulder and shredded the mannequin into unequal halves. Aoi turned his head and stared directly at Xenon, dashing towards him immediately.

Xenon was rooted to the ground and couldn't move and Aoi got in front of him and placed both of his hands on Xenon's shoulder.

"Let's b- arrrghh!!!" Just as Aoi was about to say something his hair suddenly turned white and he screamed out in pain.

"I am sick of you two!!!" Aoi, who now had white hair – which was shrinking – shouted. Then his hair and body turned back normal.

"I-I'm sorry, Xenon..." Aoi collapsed unto Xenon and muttered.

Everyone who had been on high alert heaved an internal sigh of relief but didn't dare to let down their guard.

'Blue haired boy is definitely on the list.' Belladonna muttered.

Xenon could feel that Aoi was back to normal but he was also extremely weak. Xenon honestly wanted to be anywhere but close to Aoi right now, but he stayed rooted to the spot.

He could feel Aoi trembling and sniffling, and the first thought that came to his mind was that his shirt was about to be soaked in tears, but he looked at his tattered sleeves and shrugged, he would toss the shirt away eventually, so it didn't matter.

But Aoi didn't cry, he separated himself from Xenon while wiping his face and started to walk away while avoiding everyone's gazes, he was trying to leave the class.

"Hey, Aoi, are you-"

"It's nothing!" Aoi cut off Jason and accelerated his steps.

"What was that?" Jason looked at Xenon with an alarmed expression as Aoi left.

"I don't know..." Xenon replied, his heartbeat was still racing.

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