Fated To The Cursed Lycan Prince

Chapter 46: The Last Test 

Sylvia’s POV:

I closed my eyes and felt the silence around me.My heart thumped.

‘Did I fail again?’ Then the screen connected to the huge boulder beeped twice.

I half opened my eyes and squinted at the screen.The result was close to excellent.I breathed a sigh of relief as my bunched-up muscles seemed to relax.

"Honey, you are awesome! Who said you can’t do it? There was a glitch in the device.That’s why it didn’t respond."

Yana became excited again.I could feel her dance and jump around in my mind.

"Fortunately, the result is good."I felt lucky.

When I stepped down the platform, Blair came to congratulate me.

"Sylvia, congratulations! I knew you would make it."

He smiled at me.

As he walked up to me, I saw a group of she-wolves following Blair, trying to strike up a conversation with him.

"Thank you for teaching me all the techniques." I smiled gratefully.

Then, I winked and nodded, gesturing for him to look back.

Blair turned around and saw the she-wolves staring at him shyly.

He sighed and waved his hands helplessly.

"Sylvia, let’s talk in some other place." I nodded in agreement.

I had earned the hatred and jealousy of several she-wolves already during the past few second, just for standing beside Blair.

"You’ve scored well in the first two rounds.As long as you didn’t perform too bad in the last one, you will undoubtedly enter Class C or above," Blair said as we walked to the garden.

He sounded relaxed yet confident.However, I wasn’t as confident as he was.I wanted to say something but stopped on second thought.

The last round of the competition involved testing one’s fighting skills.

The mere thought of it made my stomach clench with anticipation.

My heart sank as I remembered how Rufus had effortlessly defeated me in close combat.

"Don’t you have faith in yourself?" Blair sneered.

"I’m just a little worried." I scowled at him.

"There’s nothing to worry about. Show me your unyielding spirit,"

Blair said, ruffling my hair. I slapped his hand away and smoothed my messy hair.

"Thank you for your comfort, but you better maintain a safe distance from me.Do you see the she-wolf over there? God, she has been glaring at me.If only looks could kill…"

Blair burst out laughing, not bothering to look back.

"What are you afraid of? If you join the school, I’ll be there to protect you."

"I hope so." I forced a smile, not taking his promise seriously.

"But then again, your last punch in the test wasn’t as good as the previous one.If you had used the same technique, you would have ‘definitely got an excellent score," Blair said earnestly "Well, I felt the same.The previous punch was the result of my emotional outburst.That’s probably why I couldn’t throw a punch with the same intensity."

I looked at my hand and frowned, not knowing what had happened.Blair looked at me thoughtfully and smiled.

"It’s not surprising.Perhaps you were exhausted after throwing two punches.Get some rest now and practice for the final test."

As soon as Blair finished speaking, the dean announced the rules of the final test.

The contestants of the third round would be broken into small groups by drawing lots.

Five students would fight in a group. This content © Nôv/elDr(a)m/a.Org.

The first one to be eliminated would get zero points; the second one to be eliminated would get twenty points, and so on.

Eventually, the last one would get one hundred points.

However, if one admitted defeat, lost fighting power, or was pushed out of the arena, during the game, they would be eliminated.

In addition, three judges would watch the fight and rate the contestants based on their fighting skills and technique.

Their points would get deducted if their potential didn’t meet the expectation of the judges.

My stomach started to churn, and my palms grew sweaty as I listened to the rules.

Soon, it was my turn to draw the lots.My eyelids twitched.

I didn’t expect to end up in the same group as Cherry, Davina, her she-wolf friend, Allen, her pursuer, and Harry, the werewolf with pineapple-shaped hair.

They were all my old acquaintances.