The moment his words came out, the crowd fell silent.

"F*ck, Keaton is too awesome. This aura is worthy of being the strongest amongst us freshmen."

"A Summoner Mage is indeed powerful. This aura is not something people like us can have."

"Keaton, you can do it! Keaton is awesome!"

"Keaton is helping us to teach these second grade students a lesson today. He wants them to know that we freshmen are not to be bullied."

...

After a moment of silence, the audience began a tsunami like cheer.

Countless freshmen of the first grade were infected by the heroism that Keaton was painting. Audrey stood up and screamed for him.

At this moment, Keaton had become their spokesperson.

Because Keaton had finished off an intermediate mage with ease.

All the freshmen had absolute trust in Keaton's strength.

In their excitement, they did not even consider whether Keaton could complete this feat of challenging eight people at the same time.

These students, who had not been viciously beaten down by society, only felt a sense of happiness.

They all imagined themselves as standing in the role of Keaton.

"That's a damn good way to put it."

"It feels really good. If only I was the one standing on the dueling platform."

"F*ck, from today onwards, I will double my daily training."

"How is it enough to double? I want to triple it. I want to become a man like Brother Keaton."

...

As she listened to the crazy shouting.

Not only did Audrey not feel fascinated about what he was doing, she even felt uneasy.

Why are you saying all these things? You're just a Beginner Mage, how can you fight against eight Intermediate Mages?

Audrey wanted to rush up to the ring and give Kedan a tight slap to wake him up and make him acknowledge reality.

However, Audrey ultimately resisted the urge.

After all, she was Keaton's classmate and teammate.

It was impossible for her to help boost the enemy's morale at this juncture.

"Go ahead and be arrogant. You'll only regret it when you're beaten up by these people."

Audrey cursed angrily, but the worry in her eyes could not be eliminated.

...

Clarke stared at Keaton in disbelief.

Were all the first years so arrogant these days?

Did they think they were invincible just because they defeated a second-year student?

He even said that he was the duel arena champion, and that he would set the rules himself.

And to think he even told him to call everyone, wanting to fight all eight of them in one sitting.

"Little brother, I have some advice for you. Don't be too arrogant, understand?"

As angry as he was, Clarke maintained the demeanor of a senior.

He looked on coldly, waiting to see what Keaton would say.

"Did you think you had defeated Karlot because of your own ability?"

"Karlot fought thirteen people before he fought you."

"The battle between the two of you was never fair to begin with. You used an unfair method to achieve an unfair result. How can you be so confident?"

As she stared at Clarke's 'righteous' speech, the girlfriend of Karlot felt her fighting spirit being ignited.

"That's right, that's right. Karlot was already very tired at that time, yet you still ambushed him. Aren't you shameless?"

"If you have the ability, you can fight him after he recovers."

"See whether he'll beat you until you're looking for your teeth!"

As she spoke, she gestured with her fist. She looked like she wanted to beat Keaton up.

Right then, a voice came from outside the battle stage.

"Unfair? Then why would a second-year senior bully us first-year students?"

A short boy in the audience shot to his feet.

"You've been studying in school for over a year. We've only been here a month."

"Bullying us students who have only studied for a month, is that fair?"

The boy's words instantly ignited the audience.

"These second-year students are so shameless. They came to the beginner magic arena and said that us first-year students bullied them."

"If you can't win, then so be it. What reason are you looking for?"

"Hmph, even if he was at his peak, he still wouldn't be a match for Keaton."

"Second year trash, just get out of the arena."

...

Countless curses came from the audience stands and reverberated around the entire arena.

Under this flood of voices, all the students in the sparring arena turned to look at the commotion.

The freshmen continuously surged towards the audience seats of Dueling Stage No. 1 like a wave.

This made each seat have more than two students sitting on it.

The students who had just arrived at Duel Stage No. 1 only asked a few questions before joining the crusade.

For a period of time, shouts of killing filled the air.

Shock rippled through Clarke's legs as he stood on the duelling platform.

However, at this moment, Keaton, who was standing in the middle of the dueling platform, extended his left hand before pressing it down gently.

In the next moment, the entire arena turned silent as everyone turned their attention to Keaton.

Keaton straightened his back, before throwing Karlot over to Clarke.

He then turned to face the audience and slowly spoke.

"The words of a student have no power. We don't have to argue with them."

"If everyone believes me and is willing to support me, then please help me invite the second-year students from the other seven dueling stages."

Keaton said coldly, a steely glint in his eyes.

"I said that I'm going to fight eight people today, so I'll definitely do it."

"Are you willing to support me?"

Keaton raised his voice at his last sentence.

Hearing this question, everyone was stunned for a moment. Then, they erupted into a tsunami-like roar.

"Support, we absolutely support you."

"Boss Keaton, just tell us what you want us to do."

"That's right Boss, tell us how to invite them over. As long as you make a path, we will do it for you today."

Keaton felt a headache coming on as he looked at the students in the audience.

What he said about inviting them over was more of politely inviting them over.

However, this group of students understood it as using force to beat those people up before pulling them over.

He had no choice but to explain himself.

"Everyone, there is no need to use violence to invite them over. I will defeat all of them on Duel Stage No. 1."

As soon as these words were spoken, the entire crowd erupted into thunderous cheers of encouragement.

The students in the spectator stands rushed towards the other seven dueling platforms like an unstoppable tide.

"Do you know what the consequences are?"

Clarke only looked on coldly at Keaton's actions, his eyes full of contempt.