Chapter 85: Martial Artist
“That one just now is indeed the 【Supreme Emperor】 of imperial bloodline,” Nicholas said softly to Zamiyah. The latter nodded slightly, her smile widening, but she didn’t speak further and didn’t intend to reveal Xuelian’s identity here.
On the stage, Xuelian was slightly shocked, her mood seemingly very bad. Regardless of whether the scoring was fair or not, she turned and left the stage. Poor Calibi could only be carried off by the staff in a sorry state.
“Alright, now let’s proceed with the second round of the match. Please, Lord Nicholas, draw the number!”
As soon as the words fell, Nicholas stood up, his right hand waving lightly. Unconsciously, a slight impact hit the draw card, and the number was revealed.
In the subsequent dozen matches, Tyr sat in the VIP seats and unexpectedly was not drawn. However, his expression became increasingly solemn as he continued to watch.
“Unique Magic.”
After awakening, individuals will possess various abilities according to their constitution. Generally, unique magic awakens when one reaches the rank of a Level 3 Mage, but there are also geniuses who awaken earlier.
In the dozen or so matches Tyr has witnessed recently, only two have been won by warriors. Although some were suppressed due to the dominance of “Qi Harmony,” the situation was overwhelmingly one-sided…
The warriors all possess the experience of “Emperor” level experts. Even in defeat, they should not be too ashamed. However, the emergence of unique magic has instantly tilted the balance!
Whether it’s object transference, mental impact, magic amplification, or various other unique magics, they all cause even more chaos for the already constrained warriors. Once the magic users are given time to prepare, the situation for the warriors is basically hopeless. Many warriors have lost the matches because of this. Being defeated in such a frustrating manner despite being “Emperor” level experts, one can imagine how frustrating it is. However, when one thinks about the first warrior defeated by Xuelian, they feel that the subsequent losers are already quite lucky.
“This is not good,” Tyr muttered to himself. While he was previously confident, the emergence of unique magic has made him reassess his understanding of mages. While he could easily defeat mages who only use second or third-level magic, the appearance of unique magic has thrown a wrench into his plans.
There are too many uncertainties, and his own fighting spirit is only at the lower level of “Qi Harmony,” with terrifyingly low body defense. If the opponent possesses any unique magic that restricts movement, the outcome of the battle becomes uncertain.
“I must prepare myself.” Tyr squinted his eyes, and after making a firm decision, he took out a magic stone from his pocket and pressed it without hesitation.
“Hello?”
“Hello, is this Dragon Slayer? I have a favor to ask of you.”
“Oh? What is it? Go ahead.”
“Help me find a knife, preferably a katana if possible.”
“Katana? Alright, I’ll go ask for you right away.” Although Dragon Slayer agreed readily on the surface, he couldn’t help but wonder inwardly, “Aren’t you skilled with swords? Why do you need a knife now?” Meanwhile, Tyr, after turning off the magic stone, had a glint in his eyes as he watched the warriors being forced to flee all over the stage, muttering to himself, “I hope I won’t need to use it.”
“Alright! Next up, we have participant number 96, the magic girl, and participant number 8766, the warrior!” Under Rafinas’s selection, Yuehai was finally chosen. She adjusted her equipment and slowly walked onto the stage. Behind her, Claude looked worried and glanced at her, but ultimately didn’t shout any words of encouragement. Meanwhile, Xuelian, who had been spying from a distance, gritted her teeth, hoping that Yuehai would come down from the stage half-disabled this time.
On the other side was a female warrior dressed in exotic attire, most likely a martial artist judging by her attire.
The martial artist also gazes at Yuehai, her exquisitely beautiful face long renowned. However, for a warrior, especially a female one, its impact is minimal. Although the martial artist herself doesn’t want to ruin beautiful things, her second Miss Jinlisi has already issued a warning to give it her all. So she can only ensure that the opponent doesn’t lose too painfully.
“Alright! Let’s introduce the two!” Charles seems to never tire of these introductions, his voice showing no signs of weakness but rather becoming even louder, energizing the audience. Even the judges nod in agreement, acknowledging Charles’ professionalism.
“Firstly, numbered 96, is the headline goddess of our competition… from the Kingdom of Cyril, Yuehai!!”
Roars~ Even though the throats of the audience are already somewhat hoarse, they still enthusiastically cheer, and if you listen closely, you can even feel many men’s strange shouts.
This causes the complexion of the Rafinas in the audience to darken once again, frightening Nicholas, who quickly tries to persuade her again. Unfortunately, our Uncle Leilindor on the side is still deep in slumber, completely oblivious to any need to wake up.
As the cheers gradually die down, Charles quickly continues.
“And on the other side, numbered 8766, is a warrior from the Vermilion Phoenix Empire, currently serving as a martial artist in the Kingdom of Milik, Mo Qingting!”
