Time flies, and in a blink of an eye it is the fifth day. In the arena, the sun is still hot, and the audience's enthusiasm has not diminished at all. Darren is fighting with a young man with short red hair. The young man looks about twenty-four or five years old, with a handsome face, and a sense of arrogance and confidence in his eyes. He is a talented student from Zijin Academy in previous years, a fire-attribute warrior at the peak of level seven.
"Boom..." Darren knocked back the opponent with one punch. His fist was like a cannonball, with powerful force, and hit the opponent's chest hard. The young man with short-haired red felt a sharp pain in his chest, as if he was hit by a heavy hammer, and he couldn't help but fly back. However, Darren's attack did not end there. He flashed like a ghost, and instantly appeared behind the opponent. Then, he raised his kick, like a sharp battle axe, and kicked the opponent's back. The kick was extremely fast and powerful, so that the opponent had no time to react.
"Bang!" The young man with short-haired red hair was kicked by Darren, and his whole body fell heavily under the ring like a kite with broken strings. He lay on the ground, gasping heavily, and a painful expression appeared on his face.
"Ahem..." However, Darren was still very cautious when taking action. Although the other party seemed to have fallen heavily, the opponent's strength would not cause much damage. The young man with short-haired red struggling to stand up, looking at Darren standing on the ring, and said unwillingly: "I lost... Thank you!" After that, he turned around and left slowly, revealing a hint of loneliness and helplessness in his back.
"This round, Darren won!" As the host's loud voice sounded, Darren slowly walked off the ring. His steps were steady and firm, with a hint of fatigue in his eyes, but more of confidence and calmness.
The ring match lasted for six days, with only the last sixteen people left behind in the academy of thousands. In Darren and his dormitory, only Cass persisted until now. The rest of Tele and Baidi were eliminated after only three days. Tele and Baidi stood off the stage, looking at Darren and Cass on the stage, with both envy and a hint of loss in their eyes. They knew the gap between themselves and Darren and Cass, and they felt sorry for their failure.
Looking at the remaining sixteen strong men, each of them exuded a powerful aura, and the weakest ones were at the peak of level seven and even had certain trump cards, most of them were strong men above level eight. Darren's eyes revealed a hint of solemnity. He knew that the next game would be extremely difficult and every opponent should not be underestimated.
Finally, Darren and sixteen people were called to the stage. The host saw that they were very good at driving the atmosphere. As soon as the few people came on stage, he immediately said aloud: "Congratulations to these sixteen students now!" His voice was full of passion and vitality, as if it could ignite the atmosphere of the entire martial arts venue. The audience also applauded and cheered for these strong men.
Darren also looked at the few people beside him. As he thought, almost all those who were left behind were those who had been famous for a long time. There were only five of them in this class, and the others were students from previous classes. These strong men stood together, as if a group of warriors about to go out, exuding a strong aura.
Similarly, the next game is to choose the opponent through draw lots. Those who win can directly become the top eight, and those who lose will compete for the remaining two places in the top ten. Darren reached out to take out a license plate from the draw box and slowly opened it with "No. 7" on it. He couldn't help but look dark because he found that Cass was also the number seven, which means that his opponent would be Cass.
"Boss!" Seeing this, Darren looked at Cas helplessly. His eyes were full of entanglement and reluctance. He didn't want to fight with Cas on the field, but the rules of the game forced them to face this situation.
"It's okay, it's good to get to this point!" Cass smiled slightly, with a hint of openness and calmness on his face. He patted Darren on the shoulder and said, "I abstain from it!" His voice was firm and powerful, as if he was announcing his decision to the world.
"Boom..." For a moment, the entire martial arts venue was in an uproar. They saw Cas's strength, and they did not expect that such a result would be. The audience whispered and talked a lot, and they were surprised and puzzled by Cas' decision.
"Uh... since that's the case, Darren went directly to the top eight!" The host also announced the result after a brief moment of stunned silence. His voice was a little surprised, but more of a respect for the results of the game.
Darren didn't expect Cas to give up like this, but he still respected the other party's decision. He looked at Cas, his eyes full of gratitude and admiration. He knew that Cas made such a sacrifice for him to go further.
"Three, remember to get the championship back for us!" Cass patted Darren on the shoulder and said seriously. His eyes were full of expectations and trust, and he believed that Darren would definitely achieve excellent results in the competition.
"Well, don't worry!" Darren nodded firmly, a hint of firmness and confidence in his eyes. He secretly vowed that he must do his best in the game to win honor for himself and his brothers.
When they came to Baidi and the others, both of them looked helpless. They didn't expect that Cass' opponent was Darren. Teh said with a joking and serious look: "I thought the boss could be close to the top eight, but I didn't expect that his luck was so bad. But Boss, you must fight for the remaining two places!" His voice was filled with a hint of teasing, but it was more of encouragement and support for Cass.
"Don't worry, Darren and I haven't consumed this time. I'm still confident in the top ten!" Hearing this, Cass also looked bold. Fighting spirit flashed in his eyes. He believed that he would definitely win the competition for the remaining two places in the top ten.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content behind! "We must take a good look at the next few people's battles. I think it's hard for everyone to hide their strength at this time!" Seeing everyone so relaxed, Darren also spoke. A hint of solemnity was revealed in his eyes. He knew that the next game would be more intense, and every opponent might have strong strength hidden.
Although he was confident in Cas's strength, almost every weak person who could get to this point, especially at their age, and in comparison, Cas did not have an advantage in age. Cas looked a little serious, and he also knew that Darren had good intentions. He did not dare to take it lightly when facing several people, and was afraid of capsizing in the gutter.
"I'm a little curious about what the top three rewards are, and they have not been announced yet!" Baidi said with a curious look on his face. His eyes were full of expectations. He longed to know what the mysterious reward was, so that Dean Borui could keep it so secret.
"Yes, I almost forgot that the top three has not announced the reward yet." Telai slapped his forehead suddenly and said. A hint of annoyance appeared on his face. He was like Baidi, full of curiosity about the rewards of the top three.
"Look at the battle between Cartier and Troy, although the two are of equal strength, you find that it is obviously easier to fight without Cartier. The ground attributes are indeed superior to the other party." Darren pointed to the two on the battlefield and said seriously. As a level eight-level magician, Cartier stood on the battlefield, as if integrated with the earth. Every move was full of strength and confidence. Troy, as a warrior, wanted to approach the other party and deal with the other party, but he didn't expect Cartier's magic to be too terrifying. He summoned two earth-burning bear puppets at the same time. The two earth-burning bear puppets were huge in size and exuded a powerful aura. Their appearance changed the atmosphere of the entire battlefield.
"Well, it seems that Cartier's mental power is almost at the level of a level ninth magician, otherwise it would be impossible to summon two bears at once." Cas also discovered the other party's special features. A hint of surprise and admiration appeared in his eyes. He knew that being able to summon two earth-explosive bear puppets requires strong mental power and magic control.
Cartier didn't feel tired at all when he defeated the opponent. He stood on the battlefield with a calm expression, as if the battle just now was just a relaxing game. A trace of pride and confidence were revealed in his eyes, as if he was declaring his strength to the world.
"Look, Ares is on the court!" At this moment, Tele pointed to another ring in the ring and exclaimed. Ares's opponent was a young man with blue hair, and a senior among the previous class of students, Collison, who practiced wind-attribute magic.
Perhaps because he knew Ares was not easy to mess with, as soon as he came on the field, the opponent beat a wind blade and smashed it towards Ares. The wind blade was like a sharp blade, with the whistling sound of wind, and rushed towards Ares. Immediately afterwards, the opponent held his right hand and a huge tornado formed instantly and swept towards Ares. The tornado was powerful, and wherever he passed, the dust on the ground was rolled up, forming a huge dust fog.
However, he underestimated Ares. When the opponent launched an attack, Ares had already reacted. He silently chanted a spell, and a charming white light emitting around him. The white light was like a dazzling sun, illuminating the entire battlefield. While the white light shot out and defeated the opponent's wind blade, a dazzling light curtain formed around his body. The light curtain was like a layer of solid shield, protecting Ares tightly in it.
The tornado, which originally appeared in a dark tone, suddenly burst out with a terrifying terrifying pressure. The pressure seemed to be a substantial wave, spreading towards the surroundings, causing the air around to be twisted and made it difficult to get close. Collison stood in the tornado, revealing determination and madness in his eyes. He controlled the wind magic to try to block Ares' attack.
"Puff..." It was like a calm lake surface was broken by a huge rock, and layers of ripples appeared. With the powerful magic of light, Ares successfully defeated the opponent's defense. Confidence and determination flashed in his eyes. The next second, a huge lightsaber with dazzling light shot out like a meteor, stabbing straight towards Corrison's chest. Wherever the lightsaber passed, the air seemed to be burning, making a "sizzling" sound, leaving a bright track.
"Swish..." The speed of this lightsaber was extremely fast. Before many people present could even react, the lightsaber arrived in front of Collison like lightning. Collison's pupils instantly contracted, as if they were stabbed by a needle, and his face was filled with fear and despair.
"Not good!" Collison looked at the approaching lightsaber and complained secretly. His face instantly turned pale as paper, and the wind-attribute magic around him surged like a surging tide. His body trembled slightly, as if he was competing with this powerful magic power. Then, his figure flashed, trying to dodge with the speed advantage of the wind-attribute magic. His movements were as fast as ghosts, leaving behind afterimages on the ring.
"Puchi" However, fate did not seem to favor him. Although he tried his best, he was still a beat slower in the end. The lightsaber easily swept across his arm like a sharp scissor. In an instant, blood gushed out like a fountain, instantly soaking his clothes. His arms drooped weakly, and a painful expression appeared on his face, but his eyes still flashed with reluctance.
"Huh!" Collison endured the severe pain from his arm, and a sense of decisive courage surged in his heart. He knew that he was in a desperate situation at this moment, and only by trying hard could he have a glimmer of life. So he mobilized the remaining wind magic in his body, and a wind blade with a sharp momentum slashed towards Ares like a sharp blade. He ignored the injuries on his body, as if he had put life and death aside.
For a moment, the battle entered a white-hot stage. On the ring, two beams of light, one green and one white, were constantly colliding. The magic light of the wind attribute and the light attribute were intertwined, like a gorgeous picture. The speed of both magic was at its peak, and each collision burst out with dazzling light and powerful air waves. The air waves hit the surrounding air, making a "bang" sound, as if it was a fierce drum beat. The figures of the two appeared and disappeared in the light, which was dazzling.
Chapter completed!