With his eyes closed, Blake continuously dodge and threw out spells, while occasionally releasing mana shockwaves when he felt he couldn't keep track of all the spells coming at him.
From time to time he would get hit by some arcane spells because the system's detection technique was quite complex, but thanks to his body being encased in mana, the damages were greatly reduced and didn't impair his movement.
It didn't take much time for Blake to get past the 40-meter mark, but that was when everything was switched up.
Just like the first 30 meters, the rate at which the invisible attacks were coming was increasing the further he went. The same went for the attacks that were hitting him.
"Fuck me!" Blake cursed as he took hits after hits, causing him to spend more mana to maintain his mana veil and also drastically reducing his speed.
Even the occasional release of mana shockwaves had doubled but during the intervals, he would still receive multiple attacks.
"How much mana does he even have?!" Everyone including Professor Gibson was shocked that Blake's mana hadn't been exhausted even though he was constantly releasing shockwaves of mana.
Right from the start of the second line, they had been waiting for him to faint due to mana exhaustion but he was still going. They had no clue that Blake's mana capacity wasn't on the same as those in the same realm.
Under fire, Blake managed to make it to the 45-meter mark, but the rate of attacks had once again increased and his speed was almost reduced to 0.
He had 2 options. The first was to protect himself in layers of mana domes so that he could figure out his next move, but the problem with the plan was that his mana would be too little to do anything useful even if he eventually found out what to do.
The second plan wasn't much of a plan. It just involved him using all of his mana and seeing how far he goes or hoping something happens. He would receive a lot of damage from the spells, but it was still better.
'Although I don't believe in luck, I have to keep moving forward because standing still is the same as giving up.' Blake began charging up mana before blasting himself forward.
By the time he got to the 50-meter mark, not only was Blake's cloth ripped in multiple places but he was also bleeding from multiple cuts that had managed to go through all his defenses.
'At this rate, I would be taken to the school clinic before I move 5 more meters. Only sensing them isn't enough, I need to see the attacks!' Blake thought in frustration as he opened his eyes and gritted his teeth in pain before dashing forward.
This time, whenever he sensed spells being formed he would sense the patterns at which the mana in the environment was gathering, and by doing so he would have a better guess of what the spell was.
He continued this process for 2 more meters even though he was receiving more injuries, but that was when something strange began happening.
Faint blue dots began appearing everywhere he looked. When he looked at the incoming spells, Blake could see the faint blue dots gathering in different patterns but he still couldn't see the spells.
'I am very close, I can't give up now!' Blake received renewed vigor when he saw the blue dots. He knew it wasn't mana vision but he also knew he was just a step away from it.
With renewed vigor and 'better' vision on what was attacking him, Blake began blocking and dodging more of the spells, making everyone watching wonder if he was a masochist.
He was covered in injuries and from his drastically reduced speed, there was no way he was reaching the 3rd line. So why hadn't he surrendered?
'I can feel it, he is very close. Just hang in there for a few more moments, you can do it!' Professor Gibson was wishing Blake good luck but didn't stop to increase the rate at which the spells were bombarding him.
At this point in time, Blake had successfully made it to the 55-meter mark and because he had heightened his senses for so long, he felt like his head was being shredded by hot metal blades.
The only reason he was still conscious was that the more he moved the clearer the faint blue dots became. It had even gotten to the point where he began seeing a faint outline of the spells coming his way.
At the 51st meter mark, Blake's muscles were tired, his injuries were taking a heavy toll on him, but slowly and surely he kept on moving while continuously throwing out multiple spells.
When he got to the 52nd-meter mark, his eyes began glowing blue and so did the environment. Blake saw the position of all the spells flying towards him and even those that were forming.
He had finally awakened mana vision!
Blake could have been ecstatic about awakening mana vision, but a mana bomb that was 6 feet tall was coming towards him.
"Holy fuck!" Blake did waste time to begin stacking layers after layers of mana domes with the rest of his mana. Before controlling the part in front of him to form a drill.
The spectators were wondering why he had more than 15 mana domes protecting him, but that was when the loudest explosion of the exercise rang all across the practice room.
BOOM!
They weren't able to see the explosion, but they saw how more than 15 mana domes were destroyed leaving only one that was fatally cracked.
Before they could react, a shockwave in addition to the multiple attacks coming his way eliminated Luciano who was the last man apart from Blake who was still standing.
Because the rest had been eliminated, the shockwave passed the 30-meter distance of the 1st line, but before it could reach the students, a barrier appeared and stopped it.
Once the fear of the shockwave was removed by the barrier, they looked back at Blake but he was no longer at the same spot.. He was behind the 3rd line.