The selection battle for the first-year students began the next day.
In the colosseum-styled battle arena, all the first years were gathered in the arena, there were also other students from the older years who had come to spectate the battles.
The air was filled with chatter and buzzed with excitement, some people had anxious looks on their faces while others were thinking about who their opponents were going to be.
All the first-year class teachers were seated at a higher part of the arena that directly oversaw the entire arena.
A bearded middle-aged man in his thirties stepped in the air, with each step the air rippled gently, he walked forward till he came to the central stage.
In a corner of the arena, Damien looked at the man with shining eyes, " The ability to walk on air...a Rank 6 slayer." He muttered.
He hovered on the central stage and a powerful aura spreading around him, he began to speak.
