Chapter 460 A Small Step



Onlookers were speechless, standing in the field. They were looking at the masked boy who stood in front, a few steps away from a gorgeous lady.

"I would like to apologize to everyone if I accidentally hurt you. Trust me, I never had such intentions. I am here to make friends. I hope you will have a big heart and will forgive me," he said as he faced them with his head down.

The woman stood there looking at him while he reappeared. She could sense from his tone that he was not apologetic. It sounded more like light mockery.

Her eyes focused on him; the next moment, it appeared like the sea was falling on him. Trying to press him down to the ground, unfortunately, he didn't react as if it did not affect him.

Even the woman was confused about whether she applied pressure on him or not. She unleashed more pressure, unwilling to admit being outplayed by a young boy.

A slight strain appeared on his body, but he kept his balance. Even when trying, the woman could not shake even his legs. Which was somewhat frustrating for her.

She was the type of teacher who liked students to be submissive before her; this looked like a provocation to her. She felt a large amount of pressure, her hair scattering due to it.

This was too much for even Rishi; he coughed blood, and his body bent a little; However, the others around him and Vinay found themselves hitting the floor.

Many of them were critically injured, which forced the woman to stop. Rishi sighed in relief. His minor injuries recovered the next moment. Looking at him, she was about to say something when she was interrupted by someone else.

A middle-aged man appeared. He pointed at Rishi and Vinay and said, "You both follow me." Rishi and Vinay approached him and stood beside him. They were already eager to leave this place.

"Uday, can't you see? I am in the middle of a conversation with them. That boy has no manners to talk to seniors; I must teach him a lesson." She said she was staring at him.

"Act like an adult, Amrita. He is just a kid."

"You apologize to Mam," said the man, looking at Rihshi, wanting to lighten up the situation.

"Sorry, Mam," said Rishi; he didn't want to be here for long.

Looking at Rishi apologizing to her, there was nothing the lady could do. If she continued, it would be her that would appear immature. As someone with a social image, she didn't want that.

However, she asked, "Where are you taking them? Don't they need to participate in the upcoming trials?"

The man laughed. "Watch the replay of the first trial; that might give you the answer," he said before leading Rishi and Vinay inside the university.

Amrita was left speechless; she asked other students to leave before checking the replay of the first trial. She was busy taking her classes, so she had no idea what was happening.

It was her duty to check on the participants who had qualified for the second trial; she thought she would get some time to rest. She had never imagined it would be over so fast, and she would have no time.

She skipped the starting part and checked the middle part; she found two masked figures fighting against multiple opponents fearlessly.

They both showed their prowess and completely dominated the round. The more she watched, the more impressed she became.

Now that she had cooled down, she realized how impressive they were. She also got her answer as to why they were able to resist her pressure. Interesting," she said as a cunning smile appeared on her lips.

What she found most interesting was the name of the blue-skull mask guy. His name was Rishi Rawat. This piqued her interest, and the more information she got, the more interesting the situation became.

She was a cousin of Kajal's mother; she never expected him to be the fiancé of her little doll. She had only seen Kajal three times when her mother brought her to this city.

It looks like I will need to talk with Kajal's mother first; I also need to keep an eye on him now. I can't let the life of my doll be ruined due to marrying a scumbag; she said as she took out her phone.

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Rishi and Vinay were guided by the man, who showed them around the campus. It was vast and breathtaking.

Everything looked way better than the ones they had seen before, from parks to training grounds to roads. It looked even better than the city outside. It was so grand that it lived up to its name.

A tall banner could be seen with the words, 'Dehradun University of Awakeners. Inscribed on it, they were led to the office building at the corner.

First, they were asked to get their passport-size photographs clicked before being given a form to fill out. It had only minor details—nothing much. They signed it and submitted it.

The cabin guest checked their details before asking them to visit the other room. The man led them to another room, where they received their identity cards and badges.

He then took them to another room, where their bodies were scanned before they received their uniforms. It was similar to the one they wore in the academy, with the only change being the color of the blazer and tie.

The blazer here was black, while the tie was red. The badge, however, was different. It was designed beautifully. It was circular, with the name of the university written in a curved way.

After receiving the uniform, they were led to their hostel. They first had to meet the hostel warden and register their name before being assigned their room.

The best thing was that they didn't need to share their room with other students; everyone had their own room. However, here the system was different.

A number of the room-defined status, the one with a room number closer to a single digit or in a single digit, received contribution points and resources without doing anything.

There were other similar privileges that only they enjoyed. Rishi and Vinay got a room on the first floor, which was already way above what the newcomers would receive.

They were given a hostel with all the students from the previous batch; everyone there was their senior. They were not dumb enough to not guess the plan of the university.

He could feel being used but was not worried; he had not come here to keep a low profile. If they want to try him, then they can come anytime; he didn't care if they came here one or two years ago.