Shadow Being System

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The air in the combat arena was thick with tension as students lined up, eager to show off their abilities in the one-on-one elimination matches. The crowd around the stage buzzed with excitement, each person waiting for the first battle to kick off. Several teachers, their stern faces set, surrounded the stage, ready to step in at the first sign of danger. The rules were simple: victory was declared when one student was thrown off the stage or surrendered. A match could end at any moment, but the instructors were there to ensure no one got seriously hurt.

William looked into the arena, his heart pounding in his chest. The combat stage was circular, the floor made of smooth stone, and elevated high enough to prevent any accidental falls from the platform. He quickly scanned the students already standing on two of the multiple stages. Liam and Eleanor were up first, and as expected, each dominating their fight.

Liam, with his fiery red hair and a confident smirk, stood across from a student wielding water abilities. His opponent was a girl named Ava, who had an impressive control over water, able to summon waves with a simple gesture. Liam, however, was unshaken. As the match began, Liam wasted no time, summoning a massive inferno in his hands. The air around him shimmered with the heat as he launched a fireball at Ava. She responded by creating a wall of water to block the attack, but Liam's flames were relentless. He pushed forward, using more of his soul essence to fan the flames, making them surge even higher.

Ava attempted to drown Liam with a massive wave, but Liam's fiery aura only grew hotter. With a final burst, he hurled a stream of fire that engulfed the water, evaporating it instantly and forcing Ava to retreat. Liam's opponent was soon overwhelmed, and with one last blast of fire, she was knocked off the stage. The crowd erupted in applause as Liam stood victorious, a confident grin on his face.

Eleanor's fight was next. She faced a student with the ability to control ice, same as her a calm and collected boy named Kian. The match began with Kian creating a freezing mist that spread across the stage, instantly lowering the temperature. But Eleanor was ready. She didn't flinch as the cold air hit her; instead, she summoned her own ice powers, creating sharp spikes of ice that clattered against Kian's frozen barriers. The clash of ice against ice rang out as Eleanor skillfully manipulated her surroundings, creating large shards to send flying toward Kian.

Kian countered with a blizzard, hoping to overwhelm her, but Eleanor was too fast. She summoned a massive ice storm of her own, the winds of which were far colder and more controlled. She shaped the ice into a series of daggers, each one faster and sharper than the last. Within moments, Kian was covered in frost, unable to move, and with a swift motion, Eleanor sent him flying off the stage with an icy blast. The crowd cheered as Eleanor, once again, dominated her match.

William watched their victories with mixed emotions—pride in his friends' abilities but also a deep sense of pressure. His turn was coming up soon. The next opponent had to be dealt with. But how would he fare against someone with an elemental ability he hadn't faced before?

When the announcer called William's name, he snapped out of his thoughts and stepped forward, his mind already racing. His opponent, a student named Donovan, was known for his exceptional control over earth. Donovan stood across from him, his broad shoulders squared in anticipation. The match was about to begin.

The bell rang, signaling the start of the match. Donovan wasted no time, stomping his foot onto the ground and sending sharp rocks flying toward William, the earth beneath him shifting as if it were alive. William reacted quickly, raising his hands in a defensive posture, and summoned the wind—but immediately, something felt wrong.

The wind responded to him, yes, but it wasn't the usual light breeze he was accustomed to. This wind he copied from the ninja was powerful, more forceful, and it felt... sharper. It whipped around him like a violent storm, far stronger than anything he had controlled before. The gusts barely obeyed his command, spinning out of control.

William's heart raced as the wind turned into a violent torrent, the air around him buzzing with energy. He couldn't stop it—if he didn't reign it in, Donovan would be crushed by the storm he had unleashed.

"Focus!" William muttered to himself, trying to calm the chaos inside him. His fingers tingled as the wind swirled around him, forcing him to focus harder.

Donovan, on the other hand, was completely unfazed by the gusts of wind. He stomped his feet again, this time causing the earth to rise beneath him in a solid wall. The rocks shielded him from the worst of the wind's force, and he advanced, sending more jagged pieces of earth toward William.

William tried again, reaching for the wind, this time with more control. The storm around him died down a bit, but it still felt unpredictable, like it had a life of its own. He turned the wind toward the incoming rocks, lifting them into the air and sending them flying off to the side, redirecting their course.

Donovan didn't hesitate. He slammed his hand into the ground, causing the earth beneath William to crack open. The platform trembled as giant rocks rose up, forcing William to move quickly or be trapped. He used the wind to lift himself into the air, avoiding the rocks, but he had to keep a tight grip on the swirling gusts. His heart raced. If he lost control now...

His eyes locked on Donovan, who grinned, thinking he had William cornered. He sent a barrage of rocks flying, large chunks of stone aimed straight for him. William's chest tightened. He needed to finish this—now.

With a sharp breath, he finally found his footing. He called the wind, this time focusing all his energy into the gusts. The wind rushed toward him, sharper and faster than before, and with a concentrated push, he directed it toward the earth-user. The powerful wind slammed into Donovan's earthen shield, forcing it back, and then broke through the ground beneath his feet.

The earth trembled as Donovan stumbled, trying to regain control of the shifting terrain. William saw his opening.

With one final push, William summoned a violent gust of wind, pushing Donovan off his feet and sending him flying across the arena. The crowd gasped as Donovan was thrown off the edge of the platform, landing with a heavy thud on the ground below.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

The bell rang again, and the instructor's voice echoed over the arena. "Winner—William!"

William stood frozen for a moment, still feeling the lingering surge of power in his hands. He hadn't expected to be that strong—too strong. His chest heaved with exhaustion, and for a moment, a cold sense of dread crept into his thoughts. The strength of the wind, did I copied the ninja essence also?

But for now, it didn't matter. He had won.