[178]The Winner, of it all.

Elijah and the Japanese student Isshin's arms could be seen glowing with their mana, struggling to win.

Elijah, although was quite well built, Isshin was someone who would make you wonder if they were a student or not.

A damn giant, his body proportions were out of this world.

With large, thick arms and legs, and a menacing face, one could mistake him for a member of the Yakuza.

But eventually, Isshin had to have lost, he was up against Elijah after all.

If this was pure strength then maybe he might have won.

But this was assisted by mana, and those of equal ranks battled each other to test their control.

And Elijah's control was very very good.

"Hah..."

Elijah gasped for breath as he relaxed his arm, which was shaking.

"Nice Match."

He said to his opponent, who didn't share the same sentiment.

"Tch."

He clicked his tongue and was going to ask for a rematch, when...

"One Million studs on the first rank of Shield, Alan Peccator."