Once the tournament for the multiple ability users started, Martin went to the venue he was assigned to, and coincidentally…the judge there was Jevon.
"Okay, gather here. If your name is called according to your queue number, come to the front and be prepared to receive some offensive attacks from me."
Jevon clapped as he led the participants assigned to his area to gather around. He explained the rules, and after he finished speaking, he took a seat and started to call out names..
"Number one…Jay! You have two special abilities, so…you will receive two attacks." Jevon had just said so when he didn't hesitate to use his lightning manipulation to strike the poor Jay.
"Arghh!"
The poor man couldn't use his ability at all and was already struck silly by the judge!
Seeing how fast Jevon's attack was, the others in the group suddenly got worried.
'What if we lose points even before we can show off our abilities?'
On the other hand, Martin secretly sighed in relief.
'If we can't react fast enough, we don't need to show off our abilities, right? That means I can pretend to be slow and drop out of the tournament without having to use the illusion stone…'
Unfortunately, Martin jumped to conclusions too early.
Right after the first participant failed to defend against Jevon's first attack, Jevon didn't continue to launch his second attack and instead glared at the participant.
"Don't think that when you can't defend against my attack, you will immediately get spared and go to the second attack!"
"W-what? B-but isn't that the rule– " The participant flinched. He hadn't finished his words when Jevon raised his voice.
"No matter how low your score is, I will not let you go until you can at least defend against my attacks with all your abilities!"
When the participants heard this, all of them suddenly felt like escaping.
Is this a tournament? It looks like hellish training instead!
But Jevon wasn't the only one who used this method. Other judges also said the same, saying that multiple ability users, elites like them, couldn't give up that easily.
"Just so you know, this tournament isn't just about winning and losing. We are going to select the best of you to join an important troop under the boss' leadership!"
When Jevon said that, the participants gasped inwardly.
The tournament isn't just a game? Are they doing this to select troops?
That…that is why the judge won't let us go even after we failed the test!
"This tournament is also to see whether you guys are fit to be the boss' special troop. So, don't think of giving up until your energy is drained dry!"
Because of Jevon's words, the participants felt even more fired up than before.
"Yes, judge! We will work hard!"
'Even if we have low scores, the judge might still see us in a good light if we show our diligent self and our burning passion!'
The first participant didn't feel bad anymore that he didn't defend against Jevon's first attack. If anything, he slapped his chest and shouted eagerly.
"I'm ready, judge! Come at me anytime!"
With that method, the participants were forced to use their abilities no matter how many times they failed to react or defend against Jevon's attacks.
This method took more time to finish the tournament, but because of this, no one could escape not showing off their abilities to the judges.
Of course, not all the participants showed their abilities to the judges.
Some of the participants weren't brilliant enough to use all their listed abilities until they wasted all their energy and had to drop off the tournament.
These people…were automatically put on the list of suspicious members.
Even if they're not spies, just the fact that they couldn't use all their abilities in the tournament showed that they're incompetent and might need to get demoted.
Just like that, several participants had finished the test, and it was now Martin's turn.
The young man walked into the venue and bowed at Jevon, who was sitting on the chair with his legs crossed.
"Good afternoon, Judge Jevon…" Martin smiled brightly at Jevon, perfectly mimicking what the real Martin usually acted.
Jevon had seen Martin a few times before and knew that the guy was a good seedling. He might be the future five buds for the generation after Ainsley's era.
"Hum, Martin. You have three special abilities….I hope you can use all of them before you waste your energy." Jevon nodded briefly at Martin but didn't immediately attack him.
After all, he's changing his method since other participants have already put up their guard since the first sneak attack.
Thus, Jevon changed his tactic and would interview the participants before suddenly attacking them.
"Martin. You are ranked 30 this month, and the previous month you were ranked 40. You have always been in the top 100, huh."
Jevon fiddled with his fingers as he purposely avoided Martin's gaze, acting as if he was not paying attention to Martin.
But the more Jevon acted like that, the more nervous and tense Martin became.
"A-ah, yes, I was in the top 100 all this time…but it was definitely thanks to my friends." Martin secretly pressed the illusion stone inside his pocket's pants and started to pour his energy into it.
He never knew when Jevon would attack, after all!
Seeing Martin all tensed up, Jevon was even more determined to drag things out to let down the young man's guard.
"Hmmm, you are 20 this year? Or 25? Older than me. Should I call you uncle or something?"
When Jevon said that, Martin almost choked on his saliva.
You! You hateful little being–
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