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Chapter 361: Arena (Part 5)
Enduring the continuous flow and scorching of the flame within my Body, I curled up and did a few Somersaults in Mid-air, finally finding my Balance and landing steadily on the ground.
The Assassin's Attack was truly no joke. Even though his Normal Attack couldn't Break Defense against me, the stacking of three Charge Ups combined with the final blow managed to deal nearly 50 points of Health Damage to me. With my current Defense and Fire Resistance, this was already a terrifying amount of Stats. If it had landed on other Classes, it could have caused at least 0 points of Damage, and it might not be impossible for a Sorceress with weaker Vitality to be Instant Killed.
Little did I know, Di Ka was even more surprised than I was at this moment. He had chosen an extreme way of allocating points, both in Stats and Skill Points. In terms of Skills, he chose the Fire Skill Tree. Fists of Fire + Dragon Tail was his strongest Combination Skill right now. He could say without modesty that when it came to Damage output, his three Charge Up Fists of Fire plus the final Dragon Tail was undoubtedly the highest in all of Kurast. And now, the single highest Damage output Attack in Kurast hadn't even taken off 10% of his Opponent's Life.
"Just how high are his Defense and Health?" Di Ka screamed frantically in his Inner Heart. Don't think the Fists of Fire + Dragon Tail combination is easy to use. Each Charge Up has a Time limit. If you don't release the charged energy when the Time is up, the Charge Up effect will disappear. Therefore, experienced Adventurers are careful to defend against the Assassin's Charge-Up Attack when fighting them. This time, his Opponent probably didn't have experience fighting Assassins before, which is why he was hit so easily. After taking precautions, successfully performing the continuous Combination Skill of three Charge Ups + one final Attack would likely not be so simple.
Thinking with a headache like this, Di Ka still charged towards his Opponent, who was still tumbling in Mid-air, without stopping. He still had a backup plan. As long as there was even a sliver of a chance, he would never give up.
My Body tumbled several times in Mid-air before landing steadily. Turning my Head, before I could even check if the hair on my Buttocks was singed, I saw Di Ka charging at me again.
I said, Assassin Uncle, don't push it too far. Can't you wait for me to comfort my injured backside a little first?
Di Ka's Offensive was very urgent. The previous two times he used his agile and elusive Movement Technique to slowly approach, but this time he charged straight at me in almost a straight line, with his two Wrist Blades held in front. His entire person looked like a sharp Sword slashing through the Air.
The next moment, I understood why Di Ka was so anxious to Attack. About a meter away to my left, waves of giant Flames suddenly surged out of nowhere. They seemed to come from all directions, impossible to Dodge. At this Distance, I simply couldn't be faster than these waves of giant Flames that seemed to turn the Earth into a sea of fire, coming one after another.
It was the Assassin's Tier 3 Trap Skill, Wake of Fire. Could it be that Assassin Uncle had calculated everything beforehand before placing the Trap in this position? How the hell are people in the Other World all so high in Intelligence? Which Bastard wrote that Novel saying the Other World is easy to get by in? Don't they know it misleads people? Hurry up and die!
Facing the waves of Flame surging towards me, there was no Cosmo burst, nor did I suddenly comprehend some awesome Move. I was very un-resilient-like and was burned head-on, gaining eternal life in the fierce fire. Wuwu~~ Burn anywhere else is fine, but whoever burns the hair on my face, I'll fight them to the Death...
The next moment, my Body entered the Stun state. Let me briefly explain while enduring the fierce fire: getting hit by this type of Magic will 100% cause you to fall into a Stun state. Now I finally understand why Di Ka was rushing up. He wanted to use the Time I was Stunned to continue unleashing his Combination Skill Combo! What a brilliant Technique, what terrifying Caution...
What a naive Idea.
Frenzy!
The Assassin Uncle, who had charged over recklessly, hadn't even figured out what was happening before I hit him high into Mid-air with an uppercut. The powerful recoil sent his Body flying into Mid-air while also spinning continuously. It was incredibly fast! Even ballet dancers don't spin that fast on the ground.
Giant Claw Tear!
I aimed with one Eye, then aimed again. This was it! The Assassin Uncle's Body was constantly spinning in the upper Mid-air. The moment JJ Ritian's Buttocks faced downwards, a sharp Light flashed in my Eyes. My dual claws sliced through the Air, quickly crossing over, leaving six crisscrossing scratches on those two Buttocks cheeks. Huh? Why is there Blood spraying out? An accident, it was all an accident.
Then, nurtured by the party's educational policy, having sworn from a young age to uphold the Five Stresses, Four Virtues, respect the old, and cherish the young, I very politely and gently kicked the Assassin Uncle, whose Buttocks had blossomed, out. KO.
Under my perfect three-hit Combo, the Assassin Uncle's Health had dropped to 40%. The outcome of this Battle was revealed.
My eerie green Gaze swept over the Adventurers below the Arena. The Adventurers, who were already speechless due to this sudden ending, became even more silent and fearful. Some even put their hands behind their backs to cover their Buttocks, looking at me nervously, as if afraid I would do something to them.
Hey, hey, I said it was an accident! I'm not the type to hold grudges and seek revenge!!
At this moment, the Assassin Uncle, whom I had kicked away, stood up. To be precise, he stood up while covering his Buttocks. Giant Claw Tear seemed to come with a minor Tear Wound effect. Although it wouldn't cause the negative Stat of Bleeding, the Wounds it inflicted were harder to heal than those caused by ordinary knives and Swords.
He stood up and stared at me intently. Could it be that he resented me for exploding his chrysanthemum? Didn't you explode mine just now? I'm just repaying grudges and grievances, ah—, I let it slip...
However, Di Ka was clearly not as petty as some people. He widened his Eyes, and after a long Time, his dry lips slowly parted.
"Your Fire Resistance... it must be over 70, right?"
Huh? So that's what you wanted to ask? You should have said so earlier, making me overthink things. I looked at my Stats. Holy crap, did this Assassin Uncle open some kind of divine Eye? How did he know my Fire Resistance was over 70? Not more, not less, my Fire Resistance was exactly 73. As for other Resistances, Cold Resistance was 69, Lightning Resistance was 63, and Poison Resistance, thanks to the bonus from the Set Item Death Skin Gloves, had risen to triple digits, reaching 101.
Seeing me nod, Di Ka's straight Body subtly staggered, and he rolled his Eyes frantically. What kind of Monster is this?
His basis for judgment wasn't some divine Eye as someone might fantasize. It was based on the Duration of the Opponent's Stun under his Fire Blast. Except for Monsters with the Fire Attack Nullification Stat, Fire Blast has a Stun effect on any Monster. The Duration of this effect depends on one's own Skill Level and the Opponent's Stats. If the Skill Level remains unchanged, the biggest Influence on the Duration is, of course, the Opponent's Fire Resistance. The higher the Fire Resistance, the shorter the Stun Duration. If it reaches over a hundred, the Stun Duration might only be a few milliseconds. If you have the Ability to seize such a short Time, then don't bother with the Stun state, just finish off your Opponent quickly and go challenge Diablo directly.
Besides Fire Resistance, there are a few hidden Stats that also have a small Influence on the Duration. For example, Strength. Back then, Ku Te relied on his powerful Strength to forcefully break free from the Cold Effect of the simplified Blizzard.
Therefore, after roughly estimating the Opponent's other Stats during Battle, the experienced Di Ka could easily judge how high the Opponent's Fire Resistance was.
"It's nothing. I lost."
Di Ka waved his hand as if drained of Strength. His Normal Physical Attack couldn't Break Defense, and his best Fire Skills were completely countered. Facing such an Opponent, unless he stood there and let you hit him, Di Ka really couldn't find a Reason why he could win. Losing to such a person was not unfair at all.
"I just relied on the advantage of my Equipment. My Combat Skill is still far behind yours. If possible, I Hope to continue sparring with you in the future."
I looked at Di Ka with sincere admiration. He was indeed a respectable Opponent. If I could spar with him often in the future, I believed my Combat Skill would greatly improve. It wasn't that Old Drunkard wasn't good, but her Technique was simply too profound. With my current Ability, I couldn't comprehend it at all. Therefore, Di Ka was more suitable as my sparring partner.
"Your Combat Skill is decent, and your reaction Speed is fast. You can reach a medium Level in the entire Kurast. However, compared to your current Strength/Power, it doesn't match. If you have Time, come find me at the Kurast Inn. If I'm back, I usually stay there."
Assassin Uncle nodded coolly, giving an evaluation of my Combat Skill. Then, with a Flash/Dart, he jumped off the Arena and left without looking back as the Crowd parted for him. That desolate Back View truly had a bit of the Scent of an Expert, but—
Hey, Uncle, your Buttocks are still bleeding...
I hadn't expected my Combat Skill to have already reached the Kurast Level. The Excitement in my Inner Heart at this moment was imaginable. For the first Time in my Life, I was truly grateful for Old Drunkard's Teachings, and it lasted a full 3.08 seconds before I recalled all her misdeeds.
"Cough cough, who's next?"
Canceling Werewolf Transformation, I once again stuck the Crystal Sword into the ground and quietly looked at the Adventurers below the Arena. I had put on two shows and defeated two Experts who were ranked in Kurast. I believed these Adventurers should be convinced now.
"I'll come."
I didn't expect someone to respond immediately after I finished speaking. Holy crap, another one? Are the Adventurers in Kurast all unkillable ass-exploding aliens?
Walking up was a White Robe Wizard. He had a thin and gentle face with two tufts of Beard, looking like he had the Potential to be a Weird Uncle. His Method of getting onto the Arena was very Wizard-like. He was still more than ten meters away from the Arena, then disappeared from his original spot and reappeared on the Arena, using Teleport, the Wizard's absolute number one Life-saving Skill.
"First of all, I admit I am not Your Excellency's Opponent. In this operation, I will follow all of Your Excellency's instructions," the Bearded Wizard said slowly with a smile, tucking his sleeves.
You already admitted defeat, so why did you come up? Don't waste my Time, go back, go back.
Ignoring my internal complaining, the Wizard continued, "It's just that I saw Di Ka's Flames didn't work just now, and I'm very Curious. I want to test how high Your Excellency's Resistance is. I Hope you can indulge this little bit of my Curiosity."
So, you want to use me as a test target? I protest, I seriously protest! I was about to Refuse, but I saw the Adventurers below the Arena nodding in agreement, looking over with expectant Gazes.
"Alright, wait a moment. I'll change some Equipment."
I paused for a moment, then finally gave in with Helplessness. Fine, since you want to see, watch your fill. Just don't let your Chin drop in shock later.
Wizards don't have Toxin Skills, so the Equipment I needed to switch out was naturally the Set Item Gloves. Then I put on a pair of Golden Chain Gloves with Dual Resistance against Lightning and Cold. This way, my Resistances were: Poison: 51; Fire: 73; Cold: 90; Lightning: 79.
With these Resistances, even if I stood still and let this Bearded Wizard, whose Curiosity was stronger than a cat's, attack freely and exhaust his Mana, he wouldn't be able to lower my Life below 60%. Of course, there's no way I would stand there and let him hit me. I've already decided, I'm going to burn off this Bearded Wizard's Beard.
At this moment, what I didn't notice was that the psychology of the Adventurers below the Arena had undergone a huge change. If at first they wanted to test if my Strength/Power was sufficient, now they were testing just how high the upper limit of my Strength/Power was.
"Level 31 Druid Wu Fan."
"Level 39 Wizard Bearded Rek."
Damn, this Wizard was also a Natural Airhead for a moment, actually reporting his nickname.
After the Battle began, the Bearded Wizard unceremoniously waved his Staff, and a Lightning bolt whistled straight towards me. I didn't Dodge. In Fact, the Wizard's Lightning Skill is known as the fastest. With my current Movement Technique, there was probably only a 1% Chance of Dodging it.
As the Wizard waved his Staff, I pulled out the Crystal Sword from the ground and charged straight at him. With a "swish," a Lightning bolt as thick as a water tank swept past my feet. The crackling Blue Lightning spread throughout my Body, making me look like a Lightning man.
I only paused for about 0.5 seconds. I held the Sword in one hand and charged forward with Burst of Speed without changing my Expression. The Blue electric Light surrounding my Body dispersed with a crackle.
Seeing this Result, the Bearded Wizard opposite clearly froze, and his Movement slowed down by a few beats. Then he gritted his teeth and fired a fiery red Fireball the size of a soccer ball straight at me. The heat wave reached In Front of me almost instantly. Its Speed was Comparable To a missile.
"Hah—"
The sharp Sword in my right hand turned into a White Light and slashed straight down from the center. The entire Fireball was instantly split into two halves and exploded. The raging Flames engulfed everything. Please note, this action had absolutely no effect on negating the Damage of the Fireball. It just looked cooler. Good kids, definitely don't learn this.
"This should have some effect now, right?" Bearded Rek thought resentfully. However, the next moment, a Shadow charged out from within the Flames. Except for his Armor being slightly scorched, his Speed hadn't slowed down much.
"Rek, watch your Buttocks."
Seeing Rek staring blankly, the Adventurers below the Arena kindly reminded him. With a jolt, Rek realized that his Opponent had already closed in to a Distance where he could use an improved Volcano to explode his chrysanthemum. His Expression changed drastically, and he Teleported to the other side of the Arena, covering his Buttocks in fear.
Teleporting to another corner of the Arena, Bearded Rek held onto a last shred of Hope and cast an Ice Magic he wasn't skilled at, Ice Bolt. It hit his Opponent, and with a flash of Blue Light, the Cold Effect didn't even last for half a second. Although it wasn't the Magic system he specialized in, it was still a Tier 3 Magic!
"I surrender."
Enduring the continuous flow and scorching of the flame within my Body, I curled up and did a few Somersaults in Mid-air, finally finding my Balance and landing steadily on the ground.
The Assassin's Attack was truly no joke. Even though his Normal Attack couldn't Break Defense against me, the stacking of three Charge Ups combined with the final blow managed to deal nearly 50 points of Health Damage to me. With my current Defense and Fire Resistance, this was already a terrifying amount of Stats. If it had landed on other Classes, it could have caused at least 0 points of Damage, and it might not be impossible for a Sorceress with weaker Vitality to be Instant Killed.
Little did I know, Di Ka was even more surprised than I was at this moment. He had chosen an extreme way of allocating points, both in Stats and Skill Points. In terms of Skills, he chose the Fire Skill Tree. Fists of Fire + Dragon Tail was his strongest Combination Skill right now. He could say without modesty that when it came to Damage output, his three Charge Up Fists of Fire plus the final Dragon Tail was undoubtedly the highest in all of Kurast. And now, the single highest Damage output Attack in Kurast hadn't even taken off 10% of his Opponent's Life.
"Just how high are his Defense and Health?" Di Ka screamed frantically in his Inner Heart. Don't think the Fists of Fire + Dragon Tail combination is easy to use. Each Charge Up has a Time limit. If you don't release the charged energy when the Time is up, the Charge Up effect will disappear. Therefore, experienced Adventurers are careful to defend against the Assassin's Charge-Up Attack when fighting them. This time, his Opponent probably didn't have experience fighting Assassins before, which is why he was hit so easily. After taking precautions, successfully performing the continuous Combination Skill of three Charge Ups + one final Attack would likely not be so simple.
Thinking with a headache like this, Di Ka still charged towards his Opponent, who was still tumbling in Mid-air, without stopping. He still had a backup plan. As long as there was even a sliver of a chance, he would never give up.
My Body tumbled several times in Mid-air before landing steadily. Turning my Head, before I could even check if the hair on my Buttocks was singed, I saw Di Ka charging at me again.
I said, Assassin Uncle, don't push it too far. Can't you wait for me to comfort my injured backside a little first?
Di Ka's Offensive was very urgent. The previous two times he used his agile and elusive Movement Technique to slowly approach, but this time he charged straight at me in almost a straight line, with his two Wrist Blades held in front. His entire person looked like a sharp Sword slashing through the Air.
The next moment, I understood why Di Ka was so anxious to Attack. About a meter away to my left, waves of giant Flames suddenly surged out of nowhere. They seemed to come from all directions, impossible to Dodge. At this Distance, I simply couldn't be faster than these waves of giant Flames that seemed to turn the Earth into a sea of fire, coming one after another.
It was the Assassin's Tier 3 Trap Skill, Wake of Fire. Could it be that Assassin Uncle had calculated everything beforehand before placing the Trap in this position? How the hell are people in the Other World all so high in Intelligence? Which Bastard wrote that Novel saying the Other World is easy to get by in? Don't they know it misleads people? Hurry up and die!
Facing the waves of Flame surging towards me, there was no Cosmo burst, nor did I suddenly comprehend some awesome Move. I was very un-resilient-like and was burned head-on, gaining eternal life in the fierce fire. Wuwu~~ Burn anywhere else is fine, but whoever burns the hair on my face, I'll fight them to the Death...
The next moment, my Body entered the Stun state. Let me briefly explain while enduring the fierce fire: getting hit by this type of Magic will 100% cause you to fall into a Stun state. Now I finally understand why Di Ka was rushing up. He wanted to use the Time I was Stunned to continue unleashing his Combination Skill Combo! What a brilliant Technique, what terrifying Caution...
What a naive Idea.
Frenzy!
The Assassin Uncle, who had charged over recklessly, hadn't even figured out what was happening before I hit him high into Mid-air with an uppercut. The powerful recoil sent his Body flying into Mid-air while also spinning continuously. It was incredibly fast! Even ballet dancers don't spin that fast on the ground.
Giant Claw Tear!
I aimed with one Eye, then aimed again. This was it! The Assassin Uncle's Body was constantly spinning in the upper Mid-air. The moment JJ Ritian's Buttocks faced downwards, a sharp Light flashed in my Eyes. My dual claws sliced through the Air, quickly crossing over, leaving six crisscrossing scratches on those two Buttocks cheeks. Huh? Why is there Blood spraying out? An accident, it was all an accident.
Then, nurtured by the party's educational policy, having sworn from a young age to uphold the Five Stresses, Four Virtues, respect the old, and cherish the young, I very politely and gently kicked the Assassin Uncle, whose Buttocks had blossomed, out. KO.
Under my perfect three-hit Combo, the Assassin Uncle's Health had dropped to 40%. The outcome of this Battle was revealed.
My eerie green Gaze swept over the Adventurers below the Arena. The Adventurers, who were already speechless due to this sudden ending, became even more silent and fearful. Some even put their hands behind their backs to cover their Buttocks, looking at me nervously, as if afraid I would do something to them.
Hey, hey, I said it was an accident! I'm not the type to hold grudges and seek revenge!!
At this moment, the Assassin Uncle, whom I had kicked away, stood up. To be precise, he stood up while covering his Buttocks. Giant Claw Tear seemed to come with a minor Tear Wound effect. Although it wouldn't cause the negative Stat of Bleeding, the Wounds it inflicted were harder to heal than those caused by ordinary knives and Swords.
He stood up and stared at me intently. Could it be that he resented me for exploding his chrysanthemum? Didn't you explode mine just now? I'm just repaying grudges and grievances, ah—, I let it slip...
However, Di Ka was clearly not as petty as some people. He widened his Eyes, and after a long Time, his dry lips slowly parted.
"Your Fire Resistance... it must be over 70, right?"
Huh? So that's what you wanted to ask? You should have said so earlier, making me overthink things. I looked at my Stats. Holy crap, did this Assassin Uncle open some kind of divine Eye? How did he know my Fire Resistance was over 70? Not more, not less, my Fire Resistance was exactly 73. As for other Resistances, Cold Resistance was 69, Lightning Resistance was 63, and Poison Resistance, thanks to the bonus from the Set Item Death Skin Gloves, had risen to triple digits, reaching 101.
Seeing me nod, Di Ka's straight Body subtly staggered, and he rolled his Eyes frantically. What kind of Monster is this?
His basis for judgment wasn't some divine Eye as someone might fantasize. It was based on the Duration of the Opponent's Stun under his Fire Blast. Except for Monsters with the Fire Attack Nullification Stat, Fire Blast has a Stun effect on any Monster. The Duration of this effect depends on one's own Skill Level and the Opponent's Stats. If the Skill Level remains unchanged, the biggest Influence on the Duration is, of course, the Opponent's Fire Resistance. The higher the Fire Resistance, the shorter the Stun Duration. If it reaches over a hundred, the Stun Duration might only be a few milliseconds. If you have the Ability to seize such a short Time, then don't bother with the Stun state, just finish off your Opponent quickly and go challenge Diablo directly.
Besides Fire Resistance, there are a few hidden Stats that also have a small Influence on the Duration. For example, Strength. Back then, Ku Te relied on his powerful Strength to forcefully break free from the Cold Effect of the simplified Blizzard.
Therefore, after roughly estimating the Opponent's other Stats during Battle, the experienced Di Ka could easily judge how high the Opponent's Fire Resistance was.
"It's nothing. I lost."
Di Ka waved his hand as if drained of Strength. His Normal Physical Attack couldn't Break Defense, and his best Fire Skills were completely countered. Facing such an Opponent, unless he stood there and let you hit him, Di Ka really couldn't find a Reason why he could win. Losing to such a person was not unfair at all.
"I just relied on the advantage of my Equipment. My Combat Skill is still far behind yours. If possible, I Hope to continue sparring with you in the future."
I looked at Di Ka with sincere admiration. He was indeed a respectable Opponent. If I could spar with him often in the future, I believed my Combat Skill would greatly improve. It wasn't that Old Drunkard wasn't good, but her Technique was simply too profound. With my current Ability, I couldn't comprehend it at all. Therefore, Di Ka was more suitable as my sparring partner.
"Your Combat Skill is decent, and your reaction Speed is fast. You can reach a medium Level in the entire Kurast. However, compared to your current Strength/Power, it doesn't match. If you have Time, come find me at the Kurast Inn. If I'm back, I usually stay there."
Assassin Uncle nodded coolly, giving an evaluation of my Combat Skill. Then, with a Flash/Dart, he jumped off the Arena and left without looking back as the Crowd parted for him. That desolate Back View truly had a bit of the Scent of an Expert, but—
Hey, Uncle, your Buttocks are still bleeding...
I hadn't expected my Combat Skill to have already reached the Kurast Level. The Excitement in my Inner Heart at this moment was imaginable. For the first Time in my Life, I was truly grateful for Old Drunkard's Teachings, and it lasted a full 3.08 seconds before I recalled all her misdeeds.
"Cough cough, who's next?"
Canceling Werewolf Transformation, I once again stuck the Crystal Sword into the ground and quietly looked at the Adventurers below the Arena. I had put on two shows and defeated two Experts who were ranked in Kurast. I believed these Adventurers should be convinced now.
"I'll come."
I didn't expect someone to respond immediately after I finished speaking. Holy crap, another one? Are the Adventurers in Kurast all unkillable ass-exploding aliens?
Walking up was a White Robe Wizard. He had a thin and gentle face with two tufts of Beard, looking like he had the Potential to be a Weird Uncle. His Method of getting onto the Arena was very Wizard-like. He was still more than ten meters away from the Arena, then disappeared from his original spot and reappeared on the Arena, using Teleport, the Wizard's absolute number one Life-saving Skill.
"First of all, I admit I am not Your Excellency's Opponent. In this operation, I will follow all of Your Excellency's instructions," the Bearded Wizard said slowly with a smile, tucking his sleeves.
You already admitted defeat, so why did you come up? Don't waste my Time, go back, go back.
Ignoring my internal complaining, the Wizard continued, "It's just that I saw Di Ka's Flames didn't work just now, and I'm very Curious. I want to test how high Your Excellency's Resistance is. I Hope you can indulge this little bit of my Curiosity."
So, you want to use me as a test target? I protest, I seriously protest! I was about to Refuse, but I saw the Adventurers below the Arena nodding in agreement, looking over with expectant Gazes.
"Alright, wait a moment. I'll change some Equipment."
I paused for a moment, then finally gave in with Helplessness. Fine, since you want to see, watch your fill. Just don't let your Chin drop in shock later.
Wizards don't have Toxin Skills, so the Equipment I needed to switch out was naturally the Set Item Gloves. Then I put on a pair of Golden Chain Gloves with Dual Resistance against Lightning and Cold. This way, my Resistances were: Poison: 51; Fire: 73; Cold: 90; Lightning: 79.
With these Resistances, even if I stood still and let this Bearded Wizard, whose Curiosity was stronger than a cat's, attack freely and exhaust his Mana, he wouldn't be able to lower my Life below 60%. Of course, there's no way I would stand there and let him hit me. I've already decided, I'm going to burn off this Bearded Wizard's Beard.
At this moment, what I didn't notice was that the psychology of the Adventurers below the Arena had undergone a huge change. If at first they wanted to test if my Strength/Power was sufficient, now they were testing just how high the upper limit of my Strength/Power was.
"Level 31 Druid Wu Fan."
"Level 39 Wizard Bearded Rek."
Damn, this Wizard was also a Natural Airhead for a moment, actually reporting his nickname.
After the Battle began, the Bearded Wizard unceremoniously waved his Staff, and a Lightning bolt whistled straight towards me. I didn't Dodge. In Fact, the Wizard's Lightning Skill is known as the fastest. With my current Movement Technique, there was probably only a 1% Chance of Dodging it.
As the Wizard waved his Staff, I pulled out the Crystal Sword from the ground and charged straight at him. With a "swish," a Lightning bolt as thick as a water tank swept past my feet. The crackling Blue Lightning spread throughout my Body, making me look like a Lightning man.
I only paused for about 0.5 seconds. I held the Sword in one hand and charged forward with Burst of Speed without changing my Expression. The Blue electric Light surrounding my Body dispersed with a crackle.
Seeing this Result, the Bearded Wizard opposite clearly froze, and his Movement slowed down by a few beats. Then he gritted his teeth and fired a fiery red Fireball the size of a soccer ball straight at me. The heat wave reached In Front of me almost instantly. Its Speed was Comparable To a missile.
"Hah—"
The sharp Sword in my right hand turned into a White Light and slashed straight down from the center. The entire Fireball was instantly split into two halves and exploded. The raging Flames engulfed everything. Please note, this action had absolutely no effect on negating the Damage of the Fireball. It just looked cooler. Good kids, definitely don't learn this.
"This should have some effect now, right?" Bearded Rek thought resentfully. However, the next moment, a Shadow charged out from within the Flames. Except for his Armor being slightly scorched, his Speed hadn't slowed down much.
"Rek, watch your Buttocks."
Seeing Rek staring blankly, the Adventurers below the Arena kindly reminded him. With a jolt, Rek realized that his Opponent had already closed in to a Distance where he could use an improved Volcano to explode his chrysanthemum. His Expression changed drastically, and he Teleported to the other side of the Arena, covering his Buttocks in fear.
Teleporting to another corner of the Arena, Bearded Rek held onto a last shred of Hope and cast an Ice Magic he wasn't skilled at, Ice Bolt. It hit his Opponent, and with a flash of Blue Light, the Cold Effect didn't even last for half a second. Although it wasn't the Magic system he specialized in, it was still a Tier 3 Magic!
"I surrender."
