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Prokopy glanced at Leonard and unabashedly mocked him. It was a culmination of many years of malice. Although Sebastian had won the freshman challenge, it didn't have much impact. This time, however, whoever won would be recognized as the strongest freshman and would receive the best resources and training. No one could contest this conclusion.
Prokopy was aware of this. Following the previous incident and the freshman competition, he had humiliated Leonard and felt no need to be afraid.
Many people nearby laughed quietly, especially at the sight of the red faces of Leonard and Yeattine. Compared to their typical self-satisfaction, this was a complete 180.
While many were not fond of these two, they had never dared to insult them before, but now that they had lost, some sarcastic expressions could no longer be concealed, especially from Clifford, Otwin, and Terrell. They were openly amused.
"Haha, that nearly made me laugh until I fainted," Otwin said, his voice low but audible to those nearby.
"This isn't the first time; the previous freshman tournament was similar, but this time he got smacked hard," Clifford remarked with a smile.
"It's better not to be too high-profile or too pretentious," Terrell, who usually spoke very little, added.
Amidst the crowd's strange gazes, Leonard held back his anger. With a gloomy expression, he pulled the stiff-faced Yeattine and hurried away.
Immediately, quite a few people approached Sebastian and Prokopy to congratulate them and express a desire to befriend them. As the strongest freshman and with the successful completion of the Great Mythical Level task, Sebastian's future was bound to be extraordinarily bright.
"Sebastian, you should go back and get some rest. Let's get together sometime," Clifford said before leaving, extending an invitation to Sebastian.
"Good idea," Sebastian replied with a faint smile.
After a brief exchange with the crowd, Prokopy personally escorted Sebastian back.
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At the same time, in a void space at Hope's Peak Academy, a dozen elderly people observed the events that transpired outside the arena.
"I didn't expect that," one old man said excitedly. "In my lifetime, I was able to see another Great Mythical Level student. There was the Prince, and now there is Sebastian; the universe has blessed our academy."
"Great Mythical Level…" another old man lamented. "None of us old-timers reached this level of difficulty back then."
"Of course, this is the highest level of difficulty in history; even those great geniuses struggled to reach this height!" an old man in gray laughed.
"This is no longer the highest difficulty in history," the eldest old man sitting in the middle reminded them. "Don't forget, someone passed the Eternal Level difficulty not long ago!"
"That's right; I almost forgot about that," the gray-clothed old man said, patting his head. "I wonder if there's been an update? Which power does this genius hail from?"
"Not yet known," the oldest man shook his head. "Countless forces and powerful entities are searching for this genius's whereabouts and traces, but so far, there has been no news."
"Such a genius, I'm afraid, wouldn't dare to show his face easily," the old man in gray laughed. "But this still has nothing to do with us; we should focus on our academy."
"As for this year's strongest freshmen, none of you should have any doubts, right?"
They had nothing to say, including those who had been optimistic about Yeattine. Everyone was silent. In the Planet Advancement Test, there was no possibility of falsification. If you lose, you lose.
"Hm?" At this time, an old man in black suddenly raised his eyebrows and said, "The Prince sent me a message!"
"The Prince?" The gazes of the other old men all turned to him.
"The Prince's message was brief, stating…" The black-clothed old man paused for a moment and continued, "He is more optimistic about Yeattine."
"This…" They looked at each other, then turned to the eldest old man sitting in the middle.
The eldest man pondered for a moment and said, "The rules must be upheld; besides, Sebastian passed the Great Mythical Level task, which is enough to earn him a spot on this year's list. If he doesn't become the strongest new student, other academies will laugh at us. Let's vote now. Raise your hand if you agree."
A dozen people raised their hands, including the person who had been most optimistic about Yeattine. The matter of the strongest freshman was settled.
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At the same time, Sebastian had returned home. He leaned back on the sofa and took a moment to rest. He had been preoccupied all day with concerns about the Imperium's atomic plan, which had taken a toll on him.
After resting for an hour, Sebastian sat up straight again and entered the Awakening Space once more to check the status of Terra.
After passing the Eternal Level Difficulty Planet Advancement Test, Terra had become a Level 2 Planet, no longer the small ball it used to be.
For a Level 2 Planet, according to his knowledge, it wasn't just the area that had expanded; there would also be minor changes in other aspects, especially after the Eternal Level test. In other words, Terra had reached the highest potential level. No other planet could compare from its past to its present.
"I wonder what Terra is like now," Sebastian mused expectantly.