Grandmaster Of All Job Class

It was then, the Job class directors appeared at the highest seat in the arena. At their centre were the King and who was clothed in royal robes. A crown was on his head. Watching the rest of the show. They were pretty late though as they haven\'t seen the Princess in her fight. But still, it will be something to look forward to.

The two were now ready and Joan stared at his opponent. He wears a sleeveless top and it extends towards his knees. Buttons were on his chest down to his waist. The pants were fit but the thighs were so buff that it made Joan gulp when he imagines the two of them clash. His feet wears sandals, fitting for a Fighter like him.

The referee made them approach each other and then while approaching, the opponent was cracking his neck and knuckles. Joan can only smirk at the moment. It was then, they shook hands with each other. The referee then stated the rules in combat without delays.

"The use of weapons is not prohibited especially if that is how you fight. But refrain from dealing crippling damage to your enemy. The fight will only last five minutes and the winner will be decided after that. Then, the Job class directors will choose you if they want you on their side. Although losing from a fight will not be a certainty that the Job class directors won\'t choose you. Fight in your greatest, maybe they will choose you personally," The referee said to them.

"Okay, that\'s it! Ready now, and fight!" He said then shouted.

Joan then conjured a staff, the enemy dashed towards him with all his speed. To Joan\'s surprise, he exceeds the stat of a normal student. By just looking at his burst of speed, he has a stat of way over the fifties. Joan then felt it would be a hassle to defeat him.

The enemy then appeared right at his face. Crouching and his knuckles were already prepared to launch at him. Doing a hook punch at him, Joan rotated his staff and deflected it towards his side. Barely making it with his sheer force. The enemy then launched his elbow towards Joan as a response but Joan can only block it with his staff. Bending it on the process and he was flung towards the edge.

While he was trying not to fall, he was chased by the enemy and he disappeared right at his face.

"Oh geez, this is bad," Joan said.

He was side slammed by his enemy and he was flung towards the centre of the platform. Joan then rotated then sat on the marble floor. The enemy was a good Fighter from Joan\'s perspective.

\'This person was a Fighter since young and maybe prepared for years towards this day. I should get serious,\'

He rotated his staff then dashed towards the enemy. The enemy went again in the offensive but this time around, Joan was also in the offensive. Joan smashed his staff and the enemy deflected it with the back of his hands. Another smash was made but he received it with his palm. The enemy tried to attack him with several punches but Joan evaded them. It was fast that hid punches were rapidly increasing in speed. Some of them were even smacked by the staff.

Bing! Bang! Bang! Bing!

They sounded. The hands of his enemy were hit but it was like he didn\'t felt anything at all. Joan still was in a bind. The enemy did just blew his hands and then it was now okay. He knew that he has to do something about it or he will suffer. Joan then thought that it would be best to battle him with a Fighter job class. Thinking of it, he made his staff disintegrate and then prepared for an all-out battle.

The enemy was shocked by what he has done. Making his only weapon disappears and he will be done for. Joan on the contrary was confident. He dashed towards him and then the enemy punched him. Joan then slapped his hands sideways and then his other hand aimed at the face. Making him flinch in response. It was done without fail in a split second. Joan countered his attacks and rapidly smacked his vital parts. Making him flinch continuously without fail. It was like a master bullying a student.

Joan\'s speed rose and rose until the enemy can barely breathe. Making him slam his butt on the floor.

"Uhuk! Uhuk! Uhuk! I surrender! I surrender!" He shouted.

It was the first time that it happened. And it seemed the arena was un utter disbelief. Making them silent and they can only stare at Joan who walks down the stage. It was utter destruction on the enemy\'s side. The spectators pitied the enemy. Making him booed at the moment he left the stage.

"Winner! Joan Emsworth!" Said the referee.

Joan then ignored their reactions and bought again some popcorn. This time around, he has juice with him. He went to find a seat at the benches and happily ate. Watching more students fight at the time being, he enjoyed it. The fights lasted until the afternoon and so the test ended. It was now time for the picking of the Directors who will be their students for this school year. Joan felt excited about what the results were.

"The Directors will now choose their students! All students must all come to the platform!" Said the announcement.

It was then, they all went down towards the platform. Joan felt excited about what could be his job class. Moments later, the Directors themselves went to pick one by one who was their students to be in the future. The ones who have their job class already has a full chance of getting to the said Job class they already have.

It was then, their numbers were now lower. "And for the ones who didn\'t have job class, then if they were the winners, they can choose what job class they want. For the ones who lost, they can hope to be chosen by the Directors," Said the announcement.

It was then, Joan picked the Holy Knight. It could be his upfront job class in the future but his other job classes will still be trained. It was then, it was his turn to pick his job class.

"Joan Emsworth, what will be your job class?" Asked the Fighter Director

"Holy Knight," Joan said.

"Uhuk! What? Are you not going to be a Fighter? You have a lot of potential in being a Fighter as I have seen you fight. But still, you didn\'t have a job class and I understand that. Good luck in the future, Joan Emsworth! Holy Knight department!"

It was then, the Holy Knight Director was well pleased with his decision. He congratulated him and welcomed him to his department.. It was then all was set, anything could happen now and there was no turning back.