Chapter 98: Descending God
So this is her unique magic… Tyr gradually realized this, which means that the dizzying speed of her movements before was indeed achieved purely through years of practice without any special magical enhancement.
With this thought in mind, Tyr couldn’t help but realize the terror of the girl in front of him.
Thinking back to the scene where she slapped Mo Qingting, perhaps she did have the right to do so.
However… Tyr looked at the gradually expanding red light in front of him and smiled.
“You are not the protagonist of this battle.”
Tyr gradually sheathed his sword, a move that left everyone puzzled. Clearly, the opponent had already unleashed their strongest means, so why did it seem like he was giving up?
And in the next moment, Tyr gripped the katana “Demon’s Embrace” carried on his right side, and gently drew it out.
Holy-rank martial technique, Descending God Style…
Descending Heaven.
With a broad and forceful movement, Tyr’s blade descended without any extravagance towards the red light emanating from Jinlisi’s body.
“You’re seeking death!!” Jinlisi’s voice was sharp, and without hesitation, her magic wand continued its swift movements, seemingly disregarding the opponent’s attack!
However, Tyr’s strike seemed as though it aimed to shatter the entire space, as its forceful momentum swung down with a resounding roar.
Boom!!
This strike seemed to rupture the air, its deafening roar echoing in everyone’s ears!
“What?!”
The red light was shattered by the blow, and Jinlisi was sent flying by the immense force. If it weren’t for Tyr releasing the momentum at the end, the shockwaves alone could have crushed the opponent’s slender body.
Tyr flicked the “Demon’s Embrace” once more, nodding slightly as it gleamed before him.
“A good blade.” Whether in the amplification of strength or the enhancement of speed, it allowed Tyr to unleash his power to the fullest. Such a fine blade truly had the potential to bewitch and enthrall.
Most of the people below the stage exclaimed in disbelief. The seemingly indestructible red light had been shattered with a single blow. Many couldn’t help but ponder over the long blade in Tyr’s hands.
Even the judges were genuinely shocked. The unique magic of absolute defense had been shattered by a single strike…
“Not bad,” Zamiyah concluded.
Indeed, it’s impressive. With only intermediate-level Qi cultivation, Tyr managed to break through unique magic that should have been impenetrable with unknown martial techniques and skills. There are many factors at play here, but Tyr’s excellent performance cannot be denied.
“Well, then the victory in this match is quite obvious, it is…”
Just as the male emcee, Charles, was about to declare the victory, Jinlisi roared.
“Please wait! I, haven’t conceded yet.”
“……” Tyr narrowed his eyes slightly, clearly not understanding why the other party was so persistent. Meanwhile, Simira in the judges’ seats below spoke slowly.
“You’ve lost, Miss Jinlisi. If it weren’t for Mr. 123 showing mercy, even if the staff below could save you, you would still have suffered some pain.”
“No… I…”
“That’s enough! Jinlisi!! Withdraw!!” The roar emanated from a VIP room in a viewing tower, and all eyes turned to see a middle-aged, imposing man appearing at the floor-to-ceiling window. It was evident that the deafening roar just now had come from him.
“…Yes, Father.” Jinlisi lowered her head, her previously filled anger dissipating, leaving only fear and reluctance.
The male emcee Charles still smiled, and his voice rang out the next second after everything had settled.
“Well then, the winner of this match is Mr. 123! Congratulations! Now, let the judges proceed to score the defeated contestant.”
“9 points,” Zamiyah.
“9.5 points,” Nicholas.
“Zzzzzz,” Leilindor.
“He says 9.5 points,” Nicholas replied.
“9 points,” Rafinas.
“Let’s make it 9.5 points,” Simira.
“Oh!! This is truly an unexpectedly high score. Even though the entire match lasted only ten seconds, why did the five judges give such high scores? Let’s interview Mr. Nicholas to find out.” Charles timely raised the question, also to provide answers to the audience.
Nicholas cleared his throat imperceptibly and then continued speaking.
Nicholas cleared his throat imperceptibly and continued, “Miss Jinlisi has many strengths. Whether it’s her combat awareness, the speed of her magic incantations, or the instant activation of her barriers, she has reached a level of mastery. She remained calm in the face of such a rapid pace of combat, which is commendable. Although she lost her composure somewhat in the end, overall, she is a very hardworking and talented mage! So, I gave her a high score of 9.5.”
“I see, it’s surprising that the judges could discern so much meaning in such a short time. Not only do we admire Miss Jinlisi’s brilliance, but we also admire the unique insights of the judges. Well then, let’s now take a look at the scores given by the judges for Mr. 123!”
“13.5 points,” Zamiyah.
“14 points,” Nicholas.
“Zzzzzz,” Leilindor.
“He said 14 points,” Nicholas.
“13 points,” Rafinas.
“13.5 points,” Simira.
Upon hearing this, Tyr nodded slightly. “Not bad. Should be in the top ten. After all, most of the others probably lost a match, and there aren’t many groups like ours, where both members won.”
