SSS SKILL: DUPLICATE

Boom! The five balls hit the table and keep spinning, then they bounce. Five faint wind dragons are moving in different directions.

Eric is in a stabbing stance as he looks at the five balls.

"If I can't tell what is real, then I will just hit them all!"

CROSS SPEAR: RAPID THRUST

There are many shadows of rackets in the air.

Boom! Eric managed to hit the real ball.

No one is able to score. More dents appear on the table, and more wind gathers on the ball as it keeps bouncing.

The students watch the game with wide-open eyes.

"It did not go as I expected," thought Peter with a sweat on his face.

Seanlu holds the head of the racket in his palm as he takes a stance. He rotates his right palm as he moves it toward the ball. Threads of wind move around his arm.

DRAGON PALM

Boom! The ball is hit, then it rapidly moves as a tornado covers it. It hit the table but did not bounce, and it keeps spinning rapidly. Big threads of wind revolve around the ball, causing strong blows of wind that cause Eric's hair and clothes to sway. The paint on the table beneath the ball is disappearing.

ROOAR! A faint roar of a dragon appears when the ball bounces and moves to Eric.

Eric looks sharply at the ball covered by the wind dragon as he holds the racket in a spear stance. He stabs the racket as he rotates his arm. The wind moves around his arm, causing a wind spear to form.

CROSS SPEAR: DRAGON SLAYER

BOOM! The wind spear hit the wind dragon.

"Ahhh!" shouts Eric as he pushes the wind spear.

The wind dragon burst, then the wind spear pushes the ball.

Bang! The ball and wind spear penetrated the table and fell to the floor.

Crakk! A crack appeared in the middle of the table, then it completely cracked and fell to the floor.

The students gasp and exclaim.

A middle-aged man ran to the recreational area and saw what happened on the table.

"Ahhh!" screams the man as he runs to the table.

"I-It's the table used by my son when he won the championship," said the hotel owner with teary eyes.

"It's his fault!" said Eric and Seanlu at the same time as they point to each other.

Meanwhile, Edgar and the others are drinking beers in a lounge near the beach.

"The era has now really changed," said Gin as he watches the show on the beach.

On the beach, a woman in tribal attire is dancing.

She stands on one foot as she spreads her arms. She bends her back, then she spins. A thread of fire rises from her foot, then it moves up as it revolves around the woman.

She raises her right hand as she spins, then the thread of fire moves to her right palm like a snake. The thread turned into a fireball.

The audience claps their hands.

The woman raised her left palm, and then a fireball appeared. She dances as the fireballs move to her arms or around her body.

The audience cheers.

"A hyperbeing is actually hired to do a dance show," said Gin as he drinks a beer.

"It's probably not because of the job, but because of her love for dancing. A traditional dance show is a long culture here on the island. She incorporated magic into her dance," said Edgar.

Not too far from Edgar's table, Mike and the others are also drinking beers. The girls are on the beach watching the show.

"Oswal, there is a saying that, if you can't drink, you are not a man," said Mike as he pushed a beer bottle.

Oswal hesitated but still drank the beer. His face changed, and some of the beer leaked from his mouth.

"It's bitter!" said Oswal. The men laugh.

Busca taps his shoulder and says,"You will get used to it."

In the morning, they ride boats and move around the clear blue sea. They could see the corals and various kinds of fish.

As they enjoy their time in the sea, a man looks fiercely at the hyperbeings on the white beach.

"There is only one boat, but we all want to use it. If talks can't solve our disagreement, then let our magic do the talking!" Shouts a teen named Tio as a yellow magic circle appears on his right hand. The others behind his back agree with him.

The other group of teenagers look at them seriously, and then most of them look at a man.

"Jemson, you are the one with the best affinity. You said that you've been practicing it for a long time. We are counting on you," said a teen. The others gave him some encouragement.

"This," Jemson wants to refuse, but he can't do that as he sees their hopeful eyes. His eyes became determined.

"I'll do my best!" said Jemson, then he stepped forward and faces the teenager. A magic circle appears in his right hand.

Tio chuckles and says,"You go first, as you will no longer have a second chance to do it."

Jemson has a serious look on his face as he stretched his hand.

"Behold the Bear of Forgotten Land!"

The wet, soft soil on the beach rises and starts to mold.

"What?!" The others are shocked that Jemson can actually form a fierce magic beast.

The soil molds into bear, a teddy bear.

Everyone turned silent. 𝒷𝓮𝒹𝓃ℴ𝓿𝓮𝓁.𝓬𝓸𝓂

"Hahahaha!" Tio and his friends laugh.

Jemson's friends feel embarrassed. His friend grabs his clothes.

"Bastard! I thought you were going to form a bear from a restricted area! You form a bear from an anime!" Shouted the teen.

Jemson sweats as he scratches his head.

Tio chuckles.

"Let's finish this. Behold my Castle of Britannica!" said Tio as he raised his hand.

The soil rises and molds into a beautiful castle. Tio's friends clapped their hands, and Jemson's group accepted their defeat.

"Damn hyperbeings!" cursed a man name Ormon. His girlfriend broke up with him because of a hyperbeing. He thought his time came when aura and magic cultivation spread, but his aptitude is too poor. He sees hyperbeings daily because of his job on Boracay Island. The hyperbeings have the wealth and women he can only think of. His envy turned into hatred, so he reached out to an organization.

Ormon looks at the hyperbeings moving on a water wave or lifting their children with blob of water in the air.

His eyes became more fierce.

"You all will not see the sun tomorrow."