Clang! Boom!
A student was sent flying, slamming into the wall of the arena.
Once again, the remaining students were stunned by the display of power.
Gaga stood confidently, observing his gloved hand with a curious expression.
The black glove had a small tear, and it was releasing smoke.
"Oh?"
He sounded surprised, then looked at the student he had sent flying.
The boy was already back on his feet, his face covered in his own blood.
However, the intensity of his red eyes remained chilling.
'He has such fierce determination to win. I admire that.'
Gaga smiled, waiting for the boy to approach him.
The break had already ended, and the special evaluation continued.
Instructor Natalie had called upon Logan, and when he picked his card, the opponent turned out to be Class-B's monster—Gaga.
Now, a few minutes into the match, Logan was already battered and bruised.
Growling with gritted teeth, he clenched his fists and charged at Gaga.
