My Space-Time System

'Have I always been this strong?' After looking back at what he just did a few seconds ago, Blake was shocked by his strength even without magic and equipment.

'You monitor my body, right? So what made me this strong, is it the first stage of the body enhancement or is it the 2nd stage?' Blake asked the system.

[I do monitor your body, but I would be unable to gauge your strength if you don't use it or have nothing to compare it to.] The system said.

Since the 1st stage of body enhancement training, Blake had had almost no need for it, and neither had he been in any situation that gave the system an idea of things like his strength or pain tolerance.

This wasn't only because of the lack of worthy opponents. Blake's elements and fighting style were all about dealing maximum amount of damage without getting touched.

To add insult to injury, Ebony and Ivory could cut through anything that came in their path, meaning there was nothing like a show of strength.

[From the little data I have, I guess that the 1st stage of body enhancement accounts for 70% of your performance, while the 2nd stage is responsible for the remaining 30.] The system said.

'Not bad for something I have been training for only 2 weeks.' Blake said as his focus returned to the training ground.

'Guess I am the first to finish.' Blake thought as he looked at the floating screens that displayed all of the 40 battles.

'Wait, I did all that in under a minute?!' Blake was shocked when he saw the timer on his screen had stopped at 4mins 14secs. 'I am a beast!'

While ignoring the occasional looks from both 1st years and the demoted 2nd years, Blake listened to the conversations going on around him as he watched the battle's going on.

Apparently, 2 demoted 2nd-year students had been eliminated under 30 seconds. It turned out that they hadn't survived the pounce by the sklades, and were saved by the golden barrier.

It was then that Luciano killed the sklade with 3mins 2 seconds left on the clock, leaving 27 people still 'alive'.

By the 2 minutes mark, only 15 people were still facing their sklades. Out of the 12 that were done with the assessment, only Serhan and Dustin had killed their sklades. The rest had been eliminated.

'I see why they are taking so much time. Most of them are literally surviving, instead of trying to kill it.' Blake said in realization.

Unlike Blake who had planned on killing whatever beast that was presented to him, many had limited themselves by having the mentality that beasts and humans were only equal when magic was in the picture.

The mentality had made them afraid to try and take down the sklades even when a clear opportunity was presented to them.

After the 5 minutes countdown was over, 10 out of the 15 students had survived the assessment making it a total of 14 out of 40 had passed the assessment.

With the first batch over, the next batches made their way into the confinements after every 5 minutes.

"47 out of 130 either survived the entire 5 minutes or killed their targets. I am not surprised by the performance, and neither do I care." Instructor Zirrack said.

"For the point allocation, every 1 minute equals a thousand points, while those that didn't make it up to a minute would only receive more exercises."

"As for those that killed their sklades, they would get extra 2k points."

"1st to finish would get a thousand points."

"Lastly, the time for killing the sklades would also be rewarded. Every minute it took to kill the beast would be a 400 points deduction from the 2k bonus points."

"So for Blake who finished in under a minute would receive the entire 2k points." Instructor Zirrack's announcement dropped the jaws of most of the demoted 2nd-year students.

In an assessment of 5k points, Blake had gotten 10k. This was 1/5 of what most people got throughout the entire semester!

Throughout 2 weeks of classes, Blake had been raking in points from every class possible, but they hadn't thought much about it right until now.

'Easy 10k.' Blake ignored the looks and talks about him as he left the training ground to return to his room to freshen up.

After dinner, Blake began assessing his current plans and those for the future.

He was currently at the top of every class and every aspect of being a student in the magic academy. His only problems now were advancing to the hero realm and rising in rank in the adventurer association.

The latter was a long-term plan, so his focus was entirely on his advancement test.

"How many people do I need to convert before I advance?!" Blake screamed in frustration.

His crackdown on the demoted 2nd-year students who bullied their juniors had come to a halt. It was now clear to them that Blake was out for them, so they were trying to keep activities on a low.

It was safe to say that Blake had drastically reduced the number of bullying, but that wasn't much of good news for him.

[As I said, the tests are different for everybody. You are the best student in both years, so you should not expect your test to be as simple as that of the lowest student.] The system said.

"I know, I know…" Blake took in a deep breath to calm himself before continuing. "I would lose momentum If things continue this way. I need to increase it."

"I think it is high time for me to continue climbing up in rank." Blake decided to challenge the soon-to-be unfortunate rank 10 the next day and defeat him in the most dramatic way possible.

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