With the black lightning descending from the ceiling, everyone put up their mental barriers, but those who were already weak in mental energy got struck and collapsed down to the ground.
It didn't take long for only ten people to remain in the competition!
'He still has that much strength left?!'
Dante thought in shock.
'Attacking drains mental energy faster than defending. Every one of those black lightnings consumed mental energy, and he threw about thirty of them. It looks like that wasn't even half his limit.'
Master Arakawa thought with a curled smile.
"Shit… How dare you attack me, choreboy?"
An enraged-looking student turned around, his eyes turned red, and his aura image of a spear-wielding demon appeared behind him.
With a screech, the demon threw its spear towards the black fortress walls but never managed to pierce through.
It just bounced off.
As if angered, the black clouds hurled a black lightning bolt towards the student and struck him directly.
