An Advanced+ rank individual who had already exhausted his/her mana would be stronger than an Advanced rank individual with the same ailment.

Seeing that Atticus was following, Jared nodded and continued explaining the rules,

"With the help of our artifacts, we will block our ability to utilize our bloodline and also limit our passive strength to match more or less the current average strength of the students," Jared explained.

"Because I'm bigger and my innate strength will most definitely be more than yours, I will limit my passive strength to Intermediate and you to Intermediate+."

Atticus nodded in understanding again. Jared was obviously bigger and would innately have more power than a 15-year-old.

It didn't matter that Atticus was hiding his strength. Once the passive strength in their bodies gets limited to intermediate or intermediate+ rank, whether he was an Advanced+ rank or Expert, it would be limited all the same.

Jared then turned his gaze and addressed the students,

"There would be no winners or losers in this spar. The aim of this fight is to demonstrate to you all the power of what you all would be learning in this class," Jared explained, taking his gaze away from the group of students to face Atticus, who was now looking at him with a cold gaze.

'Damn. I'm so excited,' Jared thought.

If he had to be honest, this whole spar wasn't necessary.

What Jared simply wanted to do was demonstrate the powers of what he wanted to teach the students. That was all.

It was something he could simply demonstrate without even needing to fight.

'But there's no way I'm missing out on this opportunity,'

He had been far too excited to finally meet the monster they had all been watching through the screens. The same 15-year-old who had completely brutalized a master- beast.

He just had to fight him.

Many might wonder why Jared didn't even bother to give himself a handicap.

Some might think that because he wanted to limit his strength to Intermediate and Atticus to Intermediate+, he was trying to give himself a handicap.

They couldn't be more wrong.

Jared had no intention of not taking this fight seriously. This was Atticus they were talking about; none of the students might understand, but Jared had witnessed his powers firsthand.

Forget experience; if Jared doesn't match his strength and speed, he might not even stand a chance against this little monster.

He was after all in the Master+ rank.

Gazing at Atticus who was looking at him, Jared's blood was boiling. He was pumped! He could say for all intents and purposes that he made the right choice.

Atticus's gaze didn't have even the slightest ripple. He wasn't gazing at Jared with the kind of look a weaker individual should give a stronger opponent when they were about to fight.

There was no fear, no hesitation, and in fact, Jared could say that he was being subtly looked at as prey.

A strained smile appeared on Jared's face once more as he struggled to hold himself back from bursting.

Seeing that everything was set, Jared tapped his device a few times, and then Atticus suddenly received a notification on his artifact.

Clicking on it, a display materialized in front of his face,

Challenge Issued

Issuer: Jared Stellaris

Description: Your instructor, Jared Stellaris, extends an invitation for a sparring session. This demonstration is devoid of winners and losers, solely for instructional purposes.

Conditions: Both participants will have their abilities locked, and their passive strength limited to intermediate and intermediate+ respectively.

'So it can limit my bloodline too,' Atticus noted.

The artifact back at the Raven camp could only restrict their ability to use mana, but the same couldn't be done for their bloodline.

They had far too much power over him, and Atticus really didn't like it one bit.

'There's nothing I can do about it now,' Atticus thought with a small sigh. He eventually decided to accept the challenge.

As soon as Atticus accepted it, both his and Jared's artifact lit up in a golden glow, and the result was instantaneous.

Atticus immediately felt his access to mana and bloodline abruptly cut off. And the strength coursing through his veins reduced to staggering levels.

It was like Superman suddenly becoming a normal human. It felt like something important was missing.

Jared also experienced the same effect, and Atticus could notice that the gem embedded in his forehead had some kind of golden aura wrapping around it.

'It's restricting his bloodline,' he realized.

With both of them ready, they both got into a stance. All of the students' gazes focused on the duo.

Atticus wasn't too well-versed with using only his fist to fight. But even then, he still got into a makeshift stance while staring at the towering Jared.

Neither one of them was using any weapons.

Magical weapons without the ability to channel mana into them were nothing more than scraps.

Well, apart from some... special weapons.

Atticus watched as Jared's countenance suddenly changed from his strained smile into a serious look.

'Even though they act so hyper and excited all the time, they're still warriors, huh,' Atticus thought.

Despite how happily and goofy the Stellaris family members acted, many in the human domain had already known better than to underestimate them.

Every single one of the tier one families was in their position of power for a reason. It was impossible for a family of individuals who only acted like children to become one of the rulers of the human domain.

It was obvious that there was more than meets the eye.

If one were to take their playful behavior at face value and underestimate them, they were searching for nothing other than a brutal beatdown.

The Stellaris family was a tier one family, and just like the Ravensteins, they were feared for a reason.

They both locked gazes with each other, and with a loud chime that reverberated across the room, they dashed towards each other.