Love System Redemption

Chapter 535: One of Them Must've Coached Her Commander Olivia smirked slightly. "This one fights like she's in live combat." Madam Wolke wrote her score without hesitation. "Efficient. Very." Her scores never dipped below 85.

And just like that, Stephanie stayed at the top of the leaderboard.

Every other student eyed her warily.

Sof them quietly prayed they wouldn't draw her nin the next round.

Even online, the tension was clear.

@MartialArtsMom: If I see my child's nnext to Stephanie's, I'm pulling them out.

@NicholasFanHere: Can anyone even match her? @Spilled TeaOnLive: In year three? Doubt it! In the middle of it all, Stephanie stood calm. Her uniform didn't have a wrinkle, her ponytail didn't shift.

She wasn't tired.

She wasn't impressed by her opponents.

And she definitely wasn't done.

The energy in the arena shifted again when the announcer called out the next name: "Student Nicholas." Unlike his twin sister, Nicholas didn't walk onto the stage like it belonged to him.

He owned it the moment his foot touched the mat.

He didn't carry Stephanie's sharp edged aggression, his strength was his advantage. Calculated but wild. Where Stephanie was speed and strike, Nicholas was brute and force.

His first opponent tried to take him by surprise with a flurry of fast moves.

Mistake.

Nicholas stepped back once, shifted his weight, and slammed the opponent down with a textbook throw that had Master Tayo leaning forward in delight. "Nearly perfect control of center. He barely even broke form." "He used minimal movement plus much strength to get maximum effect." Commander Olivia pointed out "Indeed," Madam Wolke nodded "He uses his strength to his advantage. Strong fighter." "I don't expect less. He has a solid foundation." Elder Onyedika said as he scored Nicholas In all, Arthur said nothing and just scored without bias.

SCORE: 17 - 18 - 18 - 16 - 17 86% - A The comments online clearly agreed with the score @CombatWatch101: That throw was clean. There were swasted energy though.

@Chibueze TwinsStan: The twins are something else. Stephanie is fire. Nicholas is a mountain. @Year3Survivor: Who let two top tier boss level fighters into this exam?? I want to go home.

Nicholas's second match proved more challenging.

His opponent was faster, younger, and had a longer reach, clearly someone who had trained to outmaneuver. But Nicholas didn't flinch. He stood firm, his stance wide and grounded, like a mountain refusing to move.

The match began with his opponent circling, darting in and out with testing strikes. But Nicholas absorbed the hits that cclose, waiting, watching. Then, he moved.

He blocked high with a loud smack, ducked low, and slammed his weight forward in a shoulder charge that shook the mat. Before anyone could blink, he swept the boy's feet out from under him and pinned him flat with a sharp thud that echoed through the arena.

Gasps rose from the audience.

"Whoa," someone near the front muttered. "He didn't even give the kid a chance to breathe." In the judges' row, Commander Olivia nodded once, lips pursed in approval but slight disappointment.

"Direct. Brutal. Not elegant and there's wasted energy," she said under her breath.

Elder Onyedika, arms crossed, added, "Not subtle either... but highly effective." Master Instructor Tayo scribbled down a number with a tight smile. "He does know how to finish a fight." Even Arthur, though silent, shifted slightly in his seat, his gaze narrowing.

Above the crowd, the screens lit up: Nicholas Chibueze - 83% - A He had scored just under his sister, again. And that seemed just right.

Stephanie was the storm that tore through the field.

Nicholas was the hammer that followed.

"Still in second place," whispered one of the livestream commentators, "but no one in their right mind would call him second best." "Yeah," his co host replied. "Stephanie's a scalpel. Nicholas is a sledgehammer. Both cut deep, just differently." "But haven't you noticed that Stephanie has better precision and control" the co host pointed out "You make a good point." The host replied, clearly in agreement.

Their comments helped the audience to also see this. No wonder Nicholas was second place.

His nstayed second on the leaderboard, right under Stephanie.

But with every match, it becclear...

The Knox twins weren't just top of their class. They were in a class of their own.

The winners drew new names. One by one, they faced off again.

Nnenna kept winning.

Her matches lasted two minutes. Then three. Then five. One opponent stretched her to eight. Another barely made it to twelve. The longest was fifteen minutes, a student well trained and sharp, but still, she won with the squiet focus and graceful precision.

Every victory deepened the silence before the next match.

Every clean takedown stirred louder whispers.

By the tonly six contestants remained, the entire arena was electric with disbelief and anticipation.

The final six were ranked with their scores, from the highest to the lowest.

Student Stephanie : 90% Student Nicholas : 83% Student Adam : 80% Student Chang: 78% Student Keanu : 77% Student Nnenna: 75% Only two girls had made it to the finals.

The crowd couldn't stop buzzing, about Stephanie, who had been a constant storm from the start and Vie about the small, quiet girl from Year one, with the doe eyes, who had defied every expectation and carved her place with precision, not power. From her seat, Stephanie stared at the scoreboard, lips pressed into a thin line.

Nnenna White.

She narrowed her eyes, a sharp breath escaping.

Seriously?

She had watched with her own eyes, match after match, how Nnenna kept winning. That sat stransfer student who intended to skip years and somehow ended up in her year group, challenging students who had trained nearly all their lives. Stephanie's fingers curled around her water bottle.

Carl. Somto. Maybe Arthur. One of them must've coached her. There's whe om no other way she would be this polished E But even then... she can't possibly be better than people who've trained half their lives for this. People like her.

The scoreboard glowed again.

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