I, the All-Class Magus, All My Awakening Skills are LvMax

Expectations were starting to build amongst the crowd.

If things turned out as they imagined, the two figures now entering could easily tear John apart!

Everyone knew that although John had brought along a man and a woman, their abilities were hardly noteworthy.

To compare them with these two was akin to throwing eggs against rocks!

It seemed a thrilling spectacle was in store, and many were ready to place heavy bets, perhaps even making a fortune.

As tension mounted, John slowly made his way in.

The crowd was stunned to see him arrive alone, almost disbelieving their own eyes.

Could this man be insane?

Under the circumstances of facing two opponents, his solo entrance seemed like madness.

Did he truly believe he was that formidable? It was as if his brain had taken on water.

"My God, is he really here on a suicide mission? This is utterly ridiculous; and to think I placed twenty thousand on him. If this goes as it looks, my money's as good as gone."

"When I saw who he was up against, I immediately bet on the other side. It's a joke, really. There's nothing more to be said; the kid's clearly here to die."

"How can he dare challenge two supreme-tier masters alone? This is preposterous! A gold-tier challenging not one, but two supreme-tier? He must be tired of living."

The disbelief was unanimous; it was sheer folly.

A gold-tier challenging supreme-tiers, and two at that, was nothing short of seeking death.

Even the host was baffled.

Everyone had expected more people to follow, but to their surprise, John was alone.

"Contestant, where is your teammate?" the host asked.

John glanced behind him nonchalantly.

"They'll be here soon."

The crowd cast doubtful looks towards the entrance, but no one was there.

What was going on? Was this a dream, or was someone really coming, unseen by all?

Whispers filled the air, and just then, someone entered through the door, making the spectators gasp in shock.

It was him... it really was him.

Everyone watched in disbelief.

Wasn't this the Immortal Messenger from before?

Why was he now standing by John's side, appearing as his teammate?

My goodness, what was happening?

Why did everything seem so unclear all of a sudden?

Hadn't John and the Immortal Messenger been locked in a fierce battle just before?

How had they suddenly become teammates?

Some in the crowd were puzzled, while others quickly realized the connection.

It was precisely because of their intense battle, and John's victory, that they had become allies now.

"He actually got Immortal Messenger as his teammate? My God, doesn't that skyrocket their chances of winning?"

"Exactly, Immortal Messenger once dominated a supreme-tier player. With him as backup, there shouldn't be any problems."

"But we can't just say that. After all, their levels are clear, and the opponents are solidly supreme-tier."

"Even if Immortal Messenger has beaten a supreme-tier before, he's only a diamond-tier player now."

Doubts about their combined strength were surfacing, but some were very optimistic.

After all, one of them had previously won a hundred championships.

And the other had defeated Immortal Messenger himself.

Either one of them alone would be impressive enough.

Now, standing together as teammates, they might really turn defeat into victory.

Even the host couldn't help but draw in a sharp breath, having never imagined John's teammate would be Immortal Messenger.

No one had hinted at this before, leaving him utterly in the dark about how this came to be.

Inside the private box, Silver Tear and Dark Fox, who had been quite worried, couldn't help but gasp in surprise.

But soon after, they watched intently below.

"Why has the captain come out this time? Could it be that he has regained his senses?"

Silver Tear's first thought was this, as no other possibility seemed likely for Victor to be helping them.

Dark Fox felt a surge of excitement, his hands clenched into fists as he stared towards the entrance.

The captain looked the same as before.

He stood there, appearing as if devoid of any intention, his expression seemingly controlled.

Both were beginning to feel a thrill; if this were indeed the case, their upcoming missions could be much safer.

"No, something seems off from what we expected," Dark Fox said, noticing something amiss almost immediately.

Silver Tear was momentarily stunned, then looked more closely, his heart rising to his throat.

They realized that the captain might still not have regained his senses, his gaze at John still filled with murderous intent.

This meant the captain hadn't forgotten his animosity towards John, still harboring a desire to kill him swiftly.

So why?

Why would the captain agree to cooperate with John?

John didn't speak, but merely glanced at the host, his expression clearly indicating that it was time to begin.

The host, a bit flustered, managed to muster a slight smile and began to introduce the match with a jovial tone.

"This match is set to be a thrilling spectacle. First, we have our two supreme-tier challengers, and then there's our former champion who clinched a hundred titles, the Immortal Messenger, along with his challenger."

Since John had not previously revealed his name, many in the audience were unaware of who he really was; they knew him only as 'the challenger.'

Upon hearing the host's introduction, John couldn't help but sigh internally.

He regretted not choosing a more impressive name beforehand—a significant oversight.

If anyone knew what was going through his mind at such a crucial moment, they would undoubtedly roll their eyes.

At such a pivotal event, he was concerned about not having a better name?

This was admittedly a bit absurd.

Across the ring, Blood Butcher and Headman Demon initially didn't take John's entrance seriously, but their attitudes swiftly changed upon spotting Immortal Messenger following behind.

In that instant, both of them began to tense up.

After all, no matter how you put it, having such a person as an opponent was a significant threat.

If it were just John alone, they would have felt no pressure at all, but Immortal Messenger was a different story.

This was someone who had previously dominated a supreme-tier powerhouse.

Although that person hadn't died, he was left barely clinging to life.

Such a formidable adversary, now teaming up with John, posed a real threat to them.

The two exchanged a glance, and in that moment, they formed a plan.

If possible, they must eliminate Immortal Messenger first!

As for the rest, they would handle that when the time came.

After all, everything was within their calculations, and they didn't anticipate any issues.

Their boss had already made it clear; as long as they left him alive, nothing else mattered.

Whether it ended in broken limbs or complete incapacitation depended on his fate.

With this in mind, the two men didn't speak, just shared a cold laugh.

After all, disabling John was their main goal; the other person was not their concern.

When the time came, their boss would surely call it off, and they just needed to make it out safely.