"Alright then, who wants to come up first?"
The moment Ronald's words reached their ears, all the students snapped back to their senses.
Most of them hesitated to step into the ring, unwilling to be the first to face someone who currently stood at the very top of the class rankings.
It wasn't fear that held them back—rather, they wanted to watch Azrael a little longer, to study his abilities before acting, hoping to increase their chances of defeating him.
"Since no one wants to be first, I should do the honor."
A sudden loud voice broke the silence, and a bulky man jumped onto the ring.
Bang!
With a deafening boom, he landed in the center of the ring and looked at Azrael with a confident smile.
The man stood nearly two hundred centimeters tall, his body packed with steel-like muscles. His black hair was slightly messy, and his brown eyes shone with fighting spirit.
