The magic circle was still shining brightly, while the mana within was almost completely absorbed by Taurus, whose bloodline was now completely unleashed.

Its skin changed into a red color while its muscles thickened, almost bursting out.

Over the last few hours, Jason and the rest observed the process, only for him to stop in-between to practice his Heaven's Hell technique once it was clear that nothing bad should happen if he were to avert his attention for some time.

Even if it was not excessively important for him to practice the Heaven's Hell technique as arduous as he did before, it would benefit him later, which was what he wanted.

As such, he didn't skip a single day, even though he was forced to reduce the number of times he could practice because it took him over two hours to practice the Heaven's Hell technique now.

This was after his proficiency increase which decreased the required time already and solely thanks to his soul energy that increased to more than 2000 units, which caused the whole construction of a drill made out of multiple threads and the following procedure to take much longer.

If he were to practice the Heaven's Hell technique three times a day, it would take more than six hours, which was currently too long.

However, now that he finished Taurus' bloodline solution, he could finally decrease his alchemy practice a little bit, allowing him to practice his other martial art techniques and proficiencies for a longer period.

While Greg was knocked out, he suddenly began to groan out in pain, telling Jason that the real process of the metamorphosis started, as Greg received an overall boost in his physique, which was higher compared to what others would receive as his friend possessed a physically attributed soul world.

Averting his gaze, to look at Taurus, Jason perceived that it was slowly transforming from a four-legged beast to a bipedal beast, which was a substantial change, considering that the bull never walked on two legs.

Seeing this, he smiled and thought that it was definitely a good decision to add more mana stones in order to supply the metamorphosis.

It was already lunchtime when Jason received a notification on his quantum bracelet.

Jason reduced his contact to anyone else except the Fler's drastically, because he had too many things to do and didn't even think of messaging anyone else, while the same most likely applied to Seron, who sent him a message.

[Hey Jason! Didn't you want to enter the Big-Three tournament?! I know that you're busy absorbing mana and so on, but are you not aware that today is the last chance for you to enter the special combat class seat? Or have you forgotten that your leave of absence took away your special combat class seat? Either way, come to school if you want to enter the Big-Three tournament]

Reading the message, Jason involuntarily slapped his own forehead, as a quiet "F**k" slipped out of his mouth, causing Mark to look at him weirdly.

Standing up, he told Mark that he had to go to school before he took another glance at the evolving bull.

Everything seemed fine and there was no need for him to observe everything anymore.

As such, he ordered a shuttle and waited for some time, before it arrived in order to bring him straight to school.

Meanwhile, he chatted a little bit with Seron about all kinds of things that happened in the meantime, until he finally saw the school gates.

Rushing into the small colosseum, the first thing he did was to search for Seron, before he scanned through the mana cores of all present special combat class seats.

From their mana core rank, Jason immediately figured out that his opponents would be at the 9th Adept rank, while several 8th Adept ranks who received stronger amplifications from their soul world core and soulbonds were also present

There were also several 1st Expert ranks, but only one 2nd Expert rank, and that was Bella.

However, in the end, the average strength he perceived after adding their soulbonds amplification, was roughly a mana core size at the 2nd Expert stage.

Estimating their physical strength to be roughly on par with that rank, Jason couldn't help but smile, as he already achieved a higher physique, while he was also further refined his physique.

Furthermore, his physique gave him an additional boost for his fire affinity in his circulation pace, mana outburst, and sensitivity which allowed his black origin flame to act even more accurately.

This was also the reason for his confidence when he concocted the bloodline unsealing solution, as his flame's temperature was one of the most important factors.

Finally, after roughly five minutes, he found Seron, who was talking to Milo.

Waving them, they also noticed him, and with his mana eyes fully utilized, he noticed that Milo broke into the 1st Expert rank, while his amplification allowed him to barely reach the 2nd Expert rank in his mana core's size.

Meanwhile, Seron's mana core seemed to have reached the 7th Adept rank, almost at the 8th rank, according to his perception, while the amplification from his mutated mana slime, increased his mana core size to the 9th Adept rank.

Even if Seron's martial art techniques were extremely powerful with his high proficiency, it surprised Jason that he could maintain his special combat class seat, as he was the weakest amongst all, if one were to consider only the mana core rank and physical strength.

However, after adding Seron's unique soulbond, his situation changed slightly because he had much more mana than anyone else and could erupt with more mana and over a long duration at that which was not the case with his opponents.

Nevertheless, there was a limit on how many times he could use his smile ability [Mana injection], and if he were to be challenged a few times in succession with a short break in-between the fights, his friend's situation would still look bad.

As such, Jason could only praise his friend inwardly, as they talked to each other a little bit.

Apparently, Milo and Seron became friends over the month he was not present, which Jason found extremely good because Seron didn't have any other friend than him on Astrix.

When he remained at the Fler's for over a month, without messaging Seron at all, Jason felt somewhat guilty, even though he didn't do anything wrong, but fortunately enough, Milo became Seron's friend.

Greeting each other, they talked with each other for roughly half an hour, before Jason prepared himself to take on a special combat class seat.

There were all types of affinities Jason perceived and he wanted to fight all of them in order to find out more about the individual combat style they created, which either boosted their weaponry with an affinity or even completely relied on their affinity.

Nevertheless, thinking about it, this thought was stupid, because his curiosity mostly relied on the fight he saw from the foreign races.

They fought with high-quality affinities, while either relying on them or adjusting them to their combat style, and it was only obvious that the difference between the foreign races at the Prismar-stage and humans at the Mortal stage was completely different.

In the end, Jason walked to one of the students that had a mana core at the 1st Expert rank and a fire affinity, that was most likely at the lower evolved rank.

The youth's mana core size was only amplified by a small margin, which was not even worth mentioning in his opinion, and Jason challenged him, before walking straight towards the combat arena, noticeably bored.

Seeing this, the youth Jason challenge was frustrated and slightly angered, which caused him to rush after him.

Once the AI initiated the fight, a shortsword appeared in the youth's hand which he immediately enveloped with a thick mana membrane before igniting it in flames.

With a burning sword, he rushed at Jason who looked at him unbothered, without moving a single inch, as he lifted his hand.

As if Jason himself burned, a faint red flickering hue enveloped him, as dozen black fireballs manifested around him, and the youth that charged at him to hesitate for a moment, as he perceived the searing heat, that radiated from Jason.

Gritting his teeth, he forced himself to continue charging, as Jason shot the fireballs one after another towards the youth, who could barely evade a few of them in succession before his arm was streaked by the last fireball, burning his hair and skin until it finally flew past him.

Enduring the pain, spreading through his whole body, the youth thought that Jason was done for good, as he noticed that another dozen fireballs of the same caliber had been manifested around the golden-eyed youth in front of him.

"Holy sh*t!!"

Crying out in shock, Jason could only smile apologetic, as he fired a few fireballs, before extinguishing the remaining, only for him to unsheathe his Viridi-Starstream daggers in order to finish his opponent for good.

Less than a minute passed before the AI announced the winner, and Jason stepped back, only to see the youth holding back his tears, as he stared at him in anger.

'What a weakling' Jason thought, thinking that the slight burn wouldn't even kill him because he didn't even fully utilize his fire affinity and comparing the pain to his broken shoulder and other multiple occasions where he had to endure unbearable pain, he couldn't help but think that the youth in front of him was nothing but a weakling.

Suddenly, he noticed a familiar voice behind him, with the youth in front of him being enveloped by a faint, milky-hued aura, healing his injuries.

"Jason, you're late! Couldn't you have been a little bit more considerate to your poor fellow student?" Turning around, Jason saw Till, and he smiled lightly to greet his teacher with a short, yet polite "Hello Mr.Greil"

Noticing this, Till frowned lightly, but shaking his head, it was most likely better for them to behave like normal teacher and students in school, as he said

"You finally decided to come and reclaim your seat to attend the Big-Three tournament tomorrow? Is that your final choice?"

Hearing what his teacher said, Jason immediately knew what he meant, as he nodded his head with determination flickering in his eyes.