The last day of the week was Sunday, meaning combat training. It was the day when the teachers supervised one to one combat.
There were no lectures on Sunday and every student who went to university was present inside the combat arena, where they were either fighting themselves or supervising a fight.
There were a total of 32 fighting arenas within the combat arena, meaning a total of 64 people could fight at once.
Usually a spar-fight lasted around 5 minutes, and with the combat arena being open for about 5 hours in the morning, approximately 3000-4000 people could fight at least once in the arena on any given Sunday.
Max's token number was 1145, and the opponent that he was matched against was a tier 0 opponent of the mutated orc race who wielded 4 weapons with his four arms.
Max had to wait a good two hours for his turn to come, as he enjoyed a lot of good sparring all across.
One of the positive points of the university was that although most people enrolled were rich brats, they were all educated in combat, having been trained from a young age and had a high sense of pride which forced them to give their best in all public settings.
The level of fighting was good, although Max had seen much better fights in his lifetime, he could confidently say that the warriors in the academy were easily in the top 5% of tier 0 and tier 1 talents.
Max also enjoyed Asiva's fight as she faced an elven Archer.
Not only was Asiva very agile during the fight, she also used her throwing blades with a deadly precision, parrying incoming arrows with her own dagger throws, defeating the enemy in a short route of 2 minutes 40 seconds.
After waiting patiently for his turn, Max finally had his chance to fight.
Right off the bat, as Max stood face to face with his opponent he noticed that there was a great height difference to take into account.
The orc was massive, standing at over 9 feet tall and over two feet wide. He was built like some behemoth.
Although the orc was only tier0, his racial strength meant that he was significantly stronger than the opponent of the same tier.
With his two massive battle-axes and two heavy swords in his four arms, he was the most intimidating kind of opponent for one to be facing.
' Look it's the hound facing the beast '
' Isn't the masked guy the hound? He looks so tiny compared to the orc '
' The orcs size doesn't matter, the hound is a mage, he would just keep his distance and keep spamming fire spells '.
' Oh ya, he's a mage '
Everyone's eyes were on Max's battle as the professor came in between and explained the rules of the bout.
The two parties touched weapons, before creating separation as the professor signalled the start of the fight.
The orc stood his ground, waiting for Max to make the first move, as Max thought about conjuring up a fireball and striking from distance.
' Eh eh eh, boy, this is just a spar. If you don't test your swordwork here, when will you? Stop being a coward and go fight like a real man '. Drax interrupted Max's spell, as he insisted that Max fight a physical battle although it was going to be disadvantageous for Max.
Max did not like the idea very much, but he grit his teeth and unsheathed rave slasher and charged.
Max used the attack ' Windslash ' from Raveslasher as he launched a cutting sword strike through the air forcing the orc to defend.
Block!
The orc crossed his four weapons and easily blocked the incoming wind slash as he keenly kept an eye out for the charging Max.
Straight away Max tried to attack the bigger opponents legs, as he rolled and took a swipe at the orcs feet. However, the orc was ready for it as he jumped and came crashing down with his swords which Max barely avoided by rolling through.
' OOOOOOOO '.
The crowd gasped at the narrow miss, as Max got back to his feet only to be sent flying as he tried to block the Orcs double axe swing with his tiny sword.
Max rolled four times on the fighting arena before coming to a halt as he suffered a loss of -40 HP due to fall damage.
Max stood up, grit his teeth and went straight back for the charge.
' I don't understand, why is a mage trying to fight a physical battle? Is the hound retarded? '
' I think he is one of those guys who derive pleasure from facing stronger opponents with a handicap. The crazy kind. An absolute whackjob '.
' I think there must be a price attached to his mage abilities, otherwise he would have used it, I definitely thought it was sus when I saw him spam fireballs non-stop in that video . It must have come at a price'.
In his second charge, Max was much more careful of attacking his opponent. He faked a roll to make the enemy think he was aiming for his feet again, however right when the orc came slashing down with his swords, Max landed a reverse drop kick straight to his jaw, stunning the massive behemoth.
' Arghh, chwiikkiwiwki ' the orc mumbled as in his momentary daze he did not see Max roll through behind him, as Max slashed the veins at the back of his knees causing him to stumble and fall flat on his face.
Max instantly put his sword on his neck as he said in a cold voice "You lose".
The professor agreed with this assessment and he declared Max the winner of the spar, much to the shock of many in the audience.
It seemed like Max was both a formidable fighter and a mage, and his stock price was definitely increasing within the university.
With all three of them ( Asiva, Max, Sebastian ) showing an impressive performance on the first day of one-on -one combat, many forces took notice of the influential group.
