[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-the-extra-who-shouldn-t-exist":3,"chapter-the-extra-who-shouldn-t-exist-the-extra-who-shouldn-t-exist-chapter-78":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","The Extra Who Shouldn't Exist",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1550251,2013,"Chapter 78 : The first years vs the second year prodigies(2)","the-extra-who-shouldn-t-exist-chapter-78",78,"\u003Cp>The atmosphere inside Zenith Academy’s grand training grounds throbbed with energy—excitement, anxiety, admiration, and latent tension weaving through every breath of the crowd.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ethan’s duel had been a spectacle, a testament to power, training, and skill from both sides.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Now, it was time for the second fight:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alden vs. Caspian\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alden stepped forward onto the platform, chest heaving with adrenaline, sword ready to strike.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The duel began in silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then fire roared to life as Alden activated his fire resonance. He knew he couldn’t take this fight lightly—he was up against an Expert-rank, while he was only Advanced (Low).\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alden surged forward, sword raised high, aura blazing like the heart of the sun.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>『 Sovereign Blade – First Form! ✦ Radiant Dusk ✦ 』\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Golden flames erupted in an arcing wave, searing the air as they rushed across the platform like a living inferno. The fire bathed the arena in orange light, surging toward Caspian like divine judgment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The crowd leaned forward, breath caught.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Caspian remained unmoved—calm and still, like the ocean awaiting a storm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He lifted his blade with one hand, voice barely above a whisper.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Aegis Tide Dominion.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From beneath him, a translucent tidal barrier surged upward. A massive curtain of water intercepted the golden blaze. Steam hissed as flame met water, billowing into the air in shimmering mist. The two forces clashed, but the water held.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alden didn’t stop.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>『 Second Form! ✦ Moonlight Pierce ✦ 』\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His stance shifted, eyes gleaming with focused fury. He lunged—a brilliant thrust surrounded by fiery aura, drilling forward with explosive power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Caspian answered with a ripple of his blade—water surged like a serpent, weaving around the strike, redirecting the momentum. The flame hissed, scattering.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>『 Third Form! ✦ Stellar Waltz ✦ 』\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alden’s sword danced. He spun with elegance and rage, blades of fire twirling outward in burning arcs.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The temperature in the arena spiked. Sparks flew with every movement as his blade carved circular trails of heat, pressing against Caspian’s space with rhythmic fury.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Caspian flowed like a current, dodging and parrying. Each wave of his mana rose in fluid response, softening Alden’s strikes without meeting them head-on.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The crowd watched, entranced—a blazing tempest vs. a calm sea.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sweat dripped from Alden’s brow. His mana was burning fast.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He roared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>『 Sovereign Blade – Fourth Form! ✦ Emberfall Requiem ✦ 』\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Flames exploded beneath him, launching him into the air in a cyclone of fire. His sword ignited like a falling star. With a furious spin, he came crashing down toward Caspian.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOM!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A massive explosion burst outward as Alden’s blade struck the arena. Flames surged in a dome, the ground cracked, and the shockwave sent dust and debris flying.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The crowd gasped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Smoke billowed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then... through the haze... Caspian stood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A dome of glistening water surrounded him—drenched, but unharmed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His sword pointed toward the ground, eyes calm. The Expert (Mid)-rank senior had endured it all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alden staggered. His breaths were ragged. The fire around him flickered—unstable. He summoned another burst of flame, tried to lift his sword again—but it trembled in his grip.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His knees hit the stone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The fire went out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The difference in rank had caught up.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Caspian sheathed his sword slowly, respectfully.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alden let out a hoarse breath, jaw tight, pride still smoldering.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"So that’s... the weight of an Expert rank.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stared at his trembling hands.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I’ll remember this... Caspian. It won’t be like this next time.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Caspian gave a slight nod.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Then I’ll be waiting at the peak.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The crowd erupted in applause—not for victory, but for a battle of conviction and flame.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alden had lost—but no one doubted the fire would rise again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>---\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alistar watched the arena below, steam still rising from Alden’s final clash.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Your brother was impressive,\" he said, voice thoughtful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alicia smirked, arms crossed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I know.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She looked down proudly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"He’s always been like that. No matter how badly he gets beaten, he stands back up.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alistar glanced at her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Stubborn?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"No,\" Alicia replied, eyes gleaming.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Crestvale.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>---\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Next was another interesting duel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seraphina Starlight vs. Ophelia Sinclair\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The duel began.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The arena pulsed with silence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seraphina stepped in, frost curling at her heels, cloak trailing like drifting snow. She raised her hand, water and ice answering her call—elegant, fluid, and precise.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Glacial Waltz.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A swirl of snow and spears of ice danced into the air. Frost coated the platform—beautiful and deadly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then came the storm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ophelia Sinclair, clad in flowing black trimmed with violet, landed softly across from her. Wind whipped around her, crackling with lightning. Her aura was heavy—an Expert rank’s pressure undeniable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Charming entrance,\" Ophelia said with a smirk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Trying to impress my Ethan, I assume?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seraphina’s gaze didn’t waver.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This isn’t about him.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ophelia tilted her head mockingly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Of course it is. Everything is. You just don’t know how far below me you are—on every level.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She raised her hand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Thunder Vault.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A violet bolt split the sky and smashed into Seraphina’s frost barrier, cracking it instantly. Seraphina skidded back, breath catching. Even with her finesse, the raw pressure of Expert-rank spells tore through her defenses.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She pushed forward, casting \"Aqua Lance\"—blades of compressed water shot through the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ophelia scoffed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You think that’ll touch me?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Gale Scatter!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wind roared to life, shredding the lances into mist. Sparks danced in the air as Ophelia’s mana flared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seraphina gritted her teeth. She could feel it—her mana draining faster than expected. Maintaining control, resisting pressure, holding her own—it all bled energy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ice Fang Rise!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Jagged spikes erupted beneath Ophelia’s feet.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ophelia stepped aside, barely a flicker of effort.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Nice trick. But this is a real spell.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She raised her palm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Stormlash Spiral!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A column of lightning and air mana burst forward in a spiral, tearing across the arena. Seraphina dove sideways, one sleeve singed, lips parting with a sharp exhale.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She was an Advanced-rank mage. Skilled. Intelligent. Controlled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But against an Expert, every move felt like a mountain.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still, she stood. Snow gathered around her once more. With nothing else working, she decided to use her strongest spell.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Eternal Frost.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cold exploded outward. The temperature dropped. Ice crawled across the floor, and flurries thickened into a swirling blizzard. Frost petals bloomed midair, catching the light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The crowd gasped.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For a moment, even Ophelia looked impressed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then her smile returned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Pretty. But you’re drowning yourself in mana trying to keep up.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She snapped her fingers.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Whirlwind Breaker!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A massive gust surged outward, lined with electric currents. The frost domain shattered. The air cracked. The petals disintegrated midflight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seraphina choked back a cry as her shield flickered and failed. She dropped to one knee, eyes wide—mana almost gone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ophelia strolled toward her, slow and smug.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This is the difference, Seraphina. This is what real strength is.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She leaned in.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"And this is why Ethan won’t look at you. He needs strength. Not fragile little girls pretending to be warriors.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seraphina raised her eyes—calm despite the defeat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If he chooses you for power alone... then you’ve already lost.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ophelia’s smile faltered for a second.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then she flicked her fingers again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Lightning Fang.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The blast struck Seraphina, blowing back frost and sending cracks across the arena floor.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seraphina collapsed forward—hands braced, chest heaving, vision dim.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But not unconscious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not broken.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still breathing. Still glaring upward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ophelia turned her back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Stay away from Ethan. I won’t warn you again.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She walked off, thunder trailing behind her, crowd whispering in awe and fear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seraphina remained kneeling—exhausted and beaten—but her pride, like the last patch of unmelted frost, refused to vanish.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Charlotte helped Seraphina off the stage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ava also came running, having already finished and won her duel.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even Professor Alistar was impressed with Seraphina’s performance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He also warned Ophelia for her final attack—one that went too far.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, Alex observed it all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He tilted his head slightly, expression unreadable... then let out a quiet hum.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A faint smirk formed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yeah... that was important for her development. Just like Alden.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He muttered, almost like he was checking something off a list.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stood, stretching casually.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Now let’s see if she grows from it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>---\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then the time for the next duel finally came.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Charlotte Evans Avaloria vs. Lucas Evans Avaloria\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Avaloria siblings stood poised—swords drawn, eyes locked. Charlotte inhaled, visualizing the battle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Gravity flickered around her blade—zones of crushing pressure and slow-motion distortions in space, each step warping the air with gravitational might.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucas smirked. He didn’t unleash magic. He drew his sword—and moved like he didn’t even need it to deal with Charlotte.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Charlotte stood firm, blade angled low, eyes sharp. The arena buzzed with tension.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Still trying to live up to the name?\" Lucas said, mocking.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Even with all that, you’ll always fall short—just like your mother.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Charlotte didn’t flinch, but the words hit like a blow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Space twisted subtly around her, her mana surging. Pockets of distortion formed—a dome of controlled pressure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her cloak rippled as she raised her sword.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Gravity Descent!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The field compressed, air thickening as gravitational zones locked onto Lucas, aiming to crush his movement and distort his rhythm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Lucas was already moving.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No magic. No spells. Just his sword—and monstrous precision.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He dashed through a gravity field like it was mist. His first strike came fast—too fast. Charlotte barely raised her blade in time to block. The clash echoed, her arm vibrating violently.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucas’s voice followed, sharp and venomous.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You’re not a queen, Charlotte. Just someone trying to chase something she can never have.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Charlotte’s eyes narrowed. She sent a wave of distortion his way—dense pressure meant to drop him to his knees.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucas twirled past it, blade flickering.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Slash. Riposte. Pressure. Retreat.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Charlotte fought back—commanding arcs of space around her, gravity lashing out like invisible spears. But Lucas was always a step ahead, cutting through momentum itself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His sword danced through the densest points, undeterred by her pressure fields.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A sharp cut grazed her side.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"How can you expect to rule when you can’t even hold your stance?\" he sneered.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Charlotte gritted her teeth and launched her last technique.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Graviton Cage!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The space around Lucas compressed violently—pulling inward, like a star collapsing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Lucas growled, mana flaring along his sword. With one devastating arc, he sliced through the distortion, the backlash bursting outward in a shockwave.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Charlotte stumbled—her mana drained, gravity fields flickering.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucas stepped forward, unhurried.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He slammed his blade into her defense, knocking her sword from her grasp. It clattered across the stone. She staggered, breath ragged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucas pointed the tip of his blade toward her throat but didn’t strike.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Know your place, Charlotte.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You may carry Avaloria’s name, but you’ll never carry its crown.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He sheathed his sword, turning without a glance back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Lucas was the apex of the second years for a reason. He hadn’t even needed to use magic to win.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And for someone like Charlotte, that was a huge blow to her pride.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Charlotte remained there, fists clenched, chest heaving, eyes blazing—but voiceless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Crushed by more than just his blade.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Alex leaned casually against the wall, arms folded, watching the aftermath of the match.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Charlotte lay bruised—her pride dented more than her body—while Lucas walked away without even a glance back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A slow smirk tugged at Alex’s lips.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Well...\" he murmured under his breath,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"that was satisfying. Seeing her getting beaten up.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>-------\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A\u002FN:-\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So how was the Chapter tell me on comments.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thanks for the golden tickets guys\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>@ShadowedKing , @Danger_Croc,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>@Kaan_ZEYREK, @supersan,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>@Peacekeepers15 , @K_sidhu_2892,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>@Devanand_Gupta_6388,\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>@Divo_the_Gamer\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>I really appreciate the support guys thanks😊.\u003C\u002Fp>",1922,"2026-06-06T07:14:57.154Z",1,"novelbin.me","649d630e19aaa2793a38730d2f629998a39334bd7384e237a4a81af0f5ca7293","the-extra-who-shouldn-t-exist-chapter-79","the-extra-who-shouldn-t-exist-chapter-77",418,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-extra-who-shouldn-t-exist-cover.jpg"]