Chapter 83: Shut up! Get lost!
Tyr naturally revealed a smile, just as Dragon Slayer had speculated. Most of his strength was not solely based on Qi, although Qi was indispensable. Instead, it relied more on Saint-level body techniques and martial skills. With these two divine skills generously bestowed upon him, Tyr couldn’t imagine losing to these little fellows.
“So, Arena, what were you trying to do by staring at me in the room earlier?”
“?” Arena blinked her eyes innocently and responded.
“Of course, it was to comprehend the true meaning behind Tyr’s actions! It’s just that I’m too foolish. Even until the end, I couldn’t figure out why Tyr breathes like a bull, blushes, heart races, hair stands on end, rolls his eyes, nosebleeds, flips 360 degrees in mid-air, somersaults 720 degrees while kneeling, flops like a fish, stands on his head, does one-handed push-ups, gnaws on table corners, bangs his head on the wall, floor, table corner, vase, head…”
“Wait, wait, okay, okay, I know I was wrong. It’s my fault. I shouldn’t have asked you. Look, everyone else is giving me strange looks,” Tyr nearly passed out from being breathless. Even he didn’t realize he had made so many exaggerated movements. No wonder his head hurt so much.
Little Elf: “But I really want to know what true meaning is contained in those movements.”
“Well… You just have to comprehend it with your heart. Some things can’t be explained in words.”
“Oh, I see.”
“Okay, then let’s have Lady Zamiyah draw the lots next,” Charles’ timing for speaking was perfect, just when everyone was digesting and understanding the rules. His opening statement was concise and natural, immediately drawing everyone’s attention to Zamiyah.
At this moment, several staff members brought up a huge sign, drawing the attention of the audience. Amidst their gaze, the female host, Siva, spoke up.
“This is the draw board. It will randomly display a number when it’s struck.”
Zamiyah naturally understood the construction of it all. With a faint smile that captivated those watching, he traced a circle in the air with his index finger. A small water ball, imbued with the water element, gradually condensed. With a flick of his finger, the water ball shot towards the draw board.
With a bang, the loud sound caused the draw board to tremble slightly. It was evident that they had reinforced the durability of the draw board, considering the strength of the judges.
Drip, a series of numbers immediately appeared.
“Alright, the magical girl appearing first is number 103462! Please step forward. The other magical girls can take a brief rest in the VIP spectator seats below. Then, Zamiyah, please draw the number for the warriors.”
Zamiyah nodded slightly and once again threw the water ball, causing the large draw board to display a number.
“Number 8! Please, warrior number 8, stay behind. The rest of the warriors can join the magical girls in the VIP spectator seats.”
Everyone nodded in agreement, and only a male and a female figure remained. The two emcees quickly stepped back, handing over the vast stage to them.
“Alright, let’s introduce the two of them.” Charles, calm and composed in the audience, disregarded the tense atmosphere on stage and continued speaking.
“On the magical girl side, we have number 103462, Miss Xuelian from the Imperial Capital!”
“And on the side of the warriors, we have number 8, Calibi Kukjett from the first-class nation of Selmia!”
“Let’s cheer for the first battle of the third round! Everyone, stay tuned!”
Immediately, another round of cheers erupted. Some of the tired audience could only applaud, but their excitement remained unabated. Whether it was the overall atmosphere or the spectacular performances in each segment, they were all thrilled and their blood was boiling.
“The capital, Xuelian?” Zamiyah furrowed his brow sensing something amiss. However, Xuelian on the field had her face covered with a special black veil, making it impossible to penetrate even with perception.
“Zamiyah, sir,” Nicholas whispered from the side, prompting a slight nod from Zamiyah.
“Yeah, that should be correct. Has there been any news on Cyril’s side?”
“Today, the princess should arrive at the mansion.”
“Then it’s confirmed.” Zamiyah relaxed his brow, wearing a playful smile.
“It seems the little one from back then has grown up quite beautifully,” he remarked with amusement.
“……” Nicholas remained silent.
“Hello big brother, my name is Xuelian Ou.” Xuelian flashed a sweet smile, though not clearly visible due to the black veil, her crisp voice remained quite infectious.
“Hello, I heard about it just now.” The solemn warrior Calibi put on the national weapon [Heaven-Binding Hand], and as the staff adjusted his strength to the superior level [Qi Harmony], he immediately ran down.
“It’s really uncomfortable,” Calibi shook his arm, his brow furrowing tightly. With this restriction, most of his stamina-consuming martial arts were blocked, and he could only use a few of them.
“Huh?” Xuelian sounded as if she misheard something, expressing exaggerated disbelief.
“After someone introduces themselves, isn’t it polite to introduce yourself in return? You don’t even have this basic courtesy. How dare you stand here shamelessly? Huh?!!”
“?” Taken aback by Xuelian’s sudden burst of momentum, Calibi looked up at her sharply, about to respond, but Xuelian cut in first.
“Shut up! Get lost!”
