Soon, the two of them arrived near Duel Stage No. 1.
However, after arriving at Stage No. 1, Keaton did not immediately register his name. Instead, he found a seat and sat down.
Keaton's actions left Audrey confused.
"Why are you hesitating? Didn't you say that the sense of justice in your heart doesn't allow you to retreat? Now that we have reached Stage No. 1, why don't you go and register?"
"No rush, no rush. I don't know if you've heard the old saying, 'Know yourself, know your enemy, and you will never be defeated.
The justice in my heart naturally doesn't allow me to retreat, but this doesn't mean that I have to fight with them the moment I arrive."
Keaton turned around and stared at Audrey as he slowly explained.
"Although I believe in my ability, my opponent is a senior student after all. The magic power they have is far beyond mine."
"To defeat them, I must find their weakness.
The consequence of rashly rushing up to them is only to be defeated."
Audrey nodded thoughtfully, but then she indignantly questioned again.
"Then how can you be sure that someone will duel with them before you?"
"Are you stupid or blind? Can't you see that someone has already registered?"
Keaton reached out and forcefully turned Audrey's head towards the registration counter.
"Did you see that? There's more than one person. If I rush up now, not only will I not gain any benefits, but those people will think that I'm here to steal their limelight.
I might as well wait for them to get beaten up by that senior student first before I help them defeat their enemies."
"At that time, they'll be grateful to me. They might even consider me their idol."
Audrey glanced at Keaton in contempt.
"You're such a scheming person. In order to become someone else's idol, you're willing to let others be humiliated. I despise you."
Despite saying that, Audrey didn't continue urging Keaton to get onto the stage.
Compared to letting the challengers fall on the arena, Audrey didn't want to see Keaton defeated by the seniors more.
In Audrey's heart, Keaton was long ago considered to be a team with her.
As the saying goes, there is a difference between family and friends. It would be better to let others test the waters first for Keaton.
In a short while, the students surrounding Duel Stage No.1 had determined their order.
A tall and sturdy student with a resolute expression on his face stepped forward. He opened the protective door of Dueling Stage No. 1 and walked in.
Seeing the sturdy mage step forward, the surrounding freshmen cheered.
"Look, look! That's our class monitor, Luzion·Oscar!"
"Our class monitor is a peak Beginner Mage. He will definitely defeat that shameless second-year student.
"So what if he's at the peak of Rank 2? Karlot is an Intermediate Mage, and he even won 13 rounds in a row. How can a mere peak Level 2 Beginner Mage defeat Karlot?"
Just as the first-years were cheering for Luzion, an abrupt voice came from the group of freshmen.
It was a girl who looked quite pretty. However, the heavy makeup on her face concealed the youthful aura she should have.
"Come on, Karlot. You'll always be the best. I'll always love you!"
Just as the surrounding freshmen had on dumbfounded expressions, the girl shouted.
Everyone finally understood why this woman was willing to speak up for Karlot.
On the arena, Karlot also heard the cheer directed at him.
He smiled faintly and gestured a victory sign to the audience, completely ignoring Luzion, who was announcing his name.
"Senior, my name is Luzion!"
Karlot did not seem to care about him at all, completely angering Luzion. He shouted at the top of his lungs again in Karlot's direction.
"I heard you. Why are you shouting so loudly? Do you know that your name means nothing to me?"
"Because you will only have one outcome today, and that is to fall at my feet."
Karlot's voice was very loud too. He even used a loudspeaker spell.
In an instant, the audience at Duel Stage 1 started boiling.
"This senior is really too arrogant."
"You're only like this because you stayed a year longer than us. Do you dare to compete with us again after a year?"
"Trash who bullies the weak and fears the strong, why don't you fight with those in Third Grade?"
"Go for it, Luzion! Luzion will win and give this shameless one a little lesson."
...
Karlot's words completely ignited the resentment in the hearts of the freshmen, and their cursing voices instantly drowned out Karlot who was standing on the battle stage.
"Kid, are you ready? If you are, let's fight."
Frustrated, Karlot couldn't do anything to the audience. He was ready to vent his anger on Luzion.
Luzion nodded in response, indicating that Karlot could begin.
However, the moment he nodded, Karlot moved, charging towards him.
When he was about 10 meters away, Karlot instantly condensed a fireball.
This fireball was not a standard fireball spell, but a compressed fireball.
The speed of the fireball was extremely fast, and coupled with the speed brought about by Karlot's sprint, it was so quick that it exceeded the speed of vision.
Bang!
After a loud sound, a figure flew out of Duel Stage No. 1.
Everyone took a closer look and realized that the person was Luzion, who had just gone on stage.
"Monitor, Monitor, are you alright?"
"Is this the difference between a Beginner Mage and an Intermediate Mage?"
"Luzion is a peak Beginner Mage. If he can't defeat this person, who else can defeat him?"
...
On the spectator seats, countless freshmen were suddenly enveloped by a huge sense of sorrow.
Only one girl made an extremely harsh and discordant sound.
"I told you that Karlot is very strong, but you didn't believe me. You insisted on fighting him. Can you all even beat him?"
After saying this, the girl turned to Stage No. 1 and shouted loudly towards the dueling platform.
"Karlot is the best. My husband is the best."
On the dueling platform, Karlot put on an extremely cringy pose and responded to his girlfriend's shouts.
After enjoying the attention of tens of thousands of people, Karlot retracted his gaze, and roared towards the spectator stands.
"Who else is there?!"
The entire place was silent. Every freshman only stared at each other.
Even the students who had just finished registering were blushing in embarassment.
At this moment, Keaton slowly stood up from his seat and walked towards Stage No.1