Scopulus was fuming. Now that his family's reputation had declined, they really weren't on par with the Zaborowski family anymore.

"Felix Zeller? Dream on!" he retorted.

Lyle couldn't be bothered to argue any further. Instead, he shifted his attention back to Felix. A sharp, calculating light glinted in his eyes.

Time kept ticking by, and more and more contestants were eliminated. Just those taken out by Felix alone already numbered over a dozen. It was clear how quickly the finals were progressing—at this rate, the top ten finalists would probably be determined well before sunset.

Along the way, Felix had also run into a few ranked in the top 50, but none of them piqued his interest. Likewise, the spectators on the island remained calm and unbothered—after all, if Felix could defeat even Yvian, how could these other competitors stand a chance?

After a few hours, the Orion family members suddenly began chuckling. The others quickly caught on and shared the same look.

"Mr. Orion,