The Greatest Sinner

Evan's words echoed throughout the whole arena. Everyone was surprised by the young man's audacity and impudence.

No one knew what kind of spell Evan had used. There were a huge number of zero level spells, for example, "Magic Missile," that everyone knew about. But there were spells that only a few people knew. But even if it was a very rare spell, it couldn't be much stronger than any other spell of the same level. Simply put, no matter how rare a zero level spell was, it couldn't be any stronger than the first level spell.

Nevertheless, the purple beam Evan had cast was significantly stronger than the "Magic Missile," and this alerted everyone present.

Moreover, Evan hadn't used any Magic Artifact that could strengthen this spell.

He had just defeated Olivia Marsh with a single attack and immediately challenged all the other students. Some of them were afraid of Evan's power and didn't dare accept his challenge. But some wanted to fight Evan and bring him down to earth.

Whoosh.

One of the disciples jumped into the arena. He had long black hair and blue eyes. He was dressed in a blue mantle with a black frame. It was Carl Hopper.

"Guy, you're acting a little too cocky for someone who's just entered the Academy. If you're not afraid, let's fight! You won't last five seconds!" Carl said loudly.

He was angry, but not because of Evan's behavior or the fact that the young man had defeated Olivia. It was all about his ego. Carl and Olivia were outstanding students and often had fought, but all their fights ended in a draw. When he saw Evan defeat the girl with one attack, it hurt his pride. He felt like he was the one who'd lost the battle in seconds, not Olivia.

Evan didn't answer anything. He waited for his opponent to act. Honestly, Evan had challenged everyone in the arena for two reasons. First, he decided that if any other students wanted to fight him, he'd better do it right now so that no one would bother him in the future, at least for a while. Secondly, he didn't get satisfaction from the fight with Olivia, as it was very short. He wanted to fight someone else.

Whoosh.

  Carl's "Warp" spun, and the darkness began to thicken behind him. At first, it was a tiny dot like a drop of resin, but then it turned into a dense sphere.

<What an interesting spell, it looks threatening, but this guy is still too poorly versed in it to make it really dangerous.>

Evan thought as he watched the orb turn into a black spear. Carl swung his arm, and the dark spear flew toward Evan.

Evan didn't dodge it. He just pointed his hand at the spear and cast "Magic Missile." "Foundation" quickly formed, and the snow-white beam instantly slammed into the dark spear.

Boom.

There was a deafening explosion, and a cloud of dust rose in the arena, but Carl wasn't going to wait for Evan to attack, and he attacked by himself.

Whoosh.

The air began to gather at his hand, then transformed into a sphere resembling a deadly tornado. Carl lunged toward Evan, passing through the smokescreen. He should have struck a blow that would have torn Evan's body apart, but...

Crack.

Suddenly an icy fist came crashing down on Carl's jaw. The blow was so powerful that his jaw cracked, and Carl flew several meters away. For a while, he could not even move.

Step. Step. Step.

Evan paced slowly toward him. The ice on his hands was shimmering in the light. Evan's gaze was cold, and his face unemotional.

Carl was still conscious, but he could no longer fight, and he had neither the physical nor the moral strength. Evan didn't even have to use his most powerful attack to defeat him, just one usual attack one was enough.

On those occasions, when Evan used the "Ice Veil," not on his weapon but on his hands, they became a real weapon. His physical strength was many times greater than that of the vast majority of the students. Of course, there were exceptions like Chloe. Evan's punch with his fist could be compared to an iron hammer.

Evan walked up to Carl, took him by the scruff of the neck, and said harshly: "Get out of here!"

Whoosh.

Turning around, Evan threw Carl back into the audience stands.

"Well, who else wants to fight me? Hurry up. I don't have much time." Roughly said Evan looking around at the students being in shock.

Whoosh.

"Well, you are really a mad novice, but even the wildest and fiercest beast can be subdued. I'm sorry, but I think such behavior should be punished. It ruins the whole competitive spirit." Calmly said a tall guy with short blond hair. He was wearing a green mantle.

Immediately after his speech, he sprang into action.

Whoosh.

Several Magic Circles appeared next to Evan, and black chains immediately flew out from them. They instantly enveloped Evan's arms and legs, preventing him from even moving, but that wasn't the main feature of this spell.

The blond guy's "Warp" spun, and the chains began to change at the same moment. Several spikes appeared on each link, which dug into Evan's flesh and began to take away his mana.

<These chains are dangerous. After a while, I won't have a single drop of mana left in me, but... such a powerful spell definitely has a serious recoil. Evan thought as he watched the blood trickle from the corners of his opponent's mouth.

The spell was called "Chains of Exhaustion." It was one of those zero-level spells that very few people knew about. Moreover, it took many times longer to master this spell than "Magic Missile." This young man's teacher had taught him this spell.

It was stronger than the popular and simple spells, but even it couldn't be compared to the "One-Eyed Raven's Beam" level. 

The "Chains of Exhaustion" takes a price for its power - the magician himself receives an internal wound. 

It was not fatal, but it was a spell to be used only as a last resort.

The young man was sure he had already won. There was no way Evan was going to get out of such a serious and dangerous trap.

The chains were tight around Evan, keeping him from moving. They were sucking the mana out of him, but... this spell had one big disadvantage. The person, shrouded in chains, could still cast spells, though it was losing mana.

Whoosh.

Suddenly two Magic Circles appeared behind the blond guy, and the next moment two spiky vines squeezed his neck.

"Just a little more..." muttered Evan, pointing the finger at his opponent.

Bam.

The blond guy quickly got rid of the thorny vines, but a purple beam was already flying toward him by the time he had done it.

Boom.

There was a deafening explosion, and Evan won another victory.