Amon and his team played their second match against a second-year team. This time, he did not attack. Yanjin and Leiyin were the main attackers, and Alia cooperated with them. The battle ended in two or three moves. Except for a small mistake on the field, Binglan accidentally froze Romil into an ice sculpture, there were no other twists and turns. The third match happened to be a bye, and in the fourth match, which was the final, they met acquaintances, Brady and others from the same class. Amon had planned to condense a seat as usual, but he didn't expect Romil to be one step ahead of him and use the barrier to create a wide seat: "Captain Amon, please sit down." Seeing his action, Amon was slightly stunned, and Vidal and Alia looked incredible. "No way? The bad Romil actually knows how to please people?" Vidal said in surprise. "Surprising." Alia said softly. "What do you think I should do?" Romil picked his nose and squinted at them with a disdainful look. "I've decided to follow the captain in the future." Amon smiled and sat naturally on the dark purple wide chair, leaning back against the backrest. Brady was not surprised or angry when he saw his posture, but just watched calmly.
Zhu Youzhi stood in the referee's seat and said a lot of warm-up words before announcing the official start of the game. To everyone's surprise, Brady's teammates left the ring at the first time. "What do you mean?" Vidal's eyes sank slightly. Brady smiled, "I know we have lost this game and there is no need to fight at all, but I want to know the gap between you and me." He stared at Amon, with fighting spirit in his eyes. Although most of the time, Brady is a rational person who prioritizes the pros and cons and weighs the gains and losses. But he is also a young man, and he has hardly ever failed. He is arrogant and proud. He will naturally feel unwilling to be left behind by his peers in terms of overall team strength. Even if he loses, he wants to lose clearly. "Give me a chance to fight you alone." His eyes are like a young lion about to challenge the lion king. "Hey, who do you think you are? Even I haven't dared to challenge Amon for a long time." Yan Jin stepped forward and blocked Brady. Amon raised his right hand, touching the upper and lower edges of his monocle with his index finger and thumb, and chuckled: "Since you insist on asking, I will give you this opportunity, Yan Jin, step down." "Oh, okay." Yan Jin nodded, then jumped off the ring from the side. The rest of the people looked at each other and left. Zhu Youzhi's commentary also sounded: "It seems that something unexpected happened on the ring. The players of the two teams left the stage one after another, leaving the stage to their respective captains... "Is this going to decide the champion by a duel between the captains? "Although it is a little inconsistent with the concept of team battle, the academy has no rules that prohibit this. If both sides agree on this method, it seems feasible." Most of the audience were looking forward to Yan Jin's battle. Seeing this, they were slightly disappointed, but some people were more looking forward to it. After all, Amon has always been very mysterious. No one has seen him take action or show his martial spirit since the game started! After Vidal left, the barrier chair naturally dissipated. Amon stood up and looked at Brady's martial spirit possessed, turning into a half-beast image with a lion face and a human body.
"Brady, 38-level strong attack system war soul master!" "Amon, 40-level auxiliary system war soul master." Although Amon was standing there leisurely, without any sign of fighting, Brady did not dare to be careless. As soon as he came up, he used his strongest means, and the third soul skill was lit up. Amon's eyes were slightly condensed. In fact, he had already used the third soul skill, but the first soul skill had stolen all the "expressiveness" of the soul power, so it was completely invisible from the outside. Amon's third soul skill is a continuous skill. During the skill maintenance period, he can predict the opponent's upcoming skill one second in advance. And according to the level comparison between the two sides, he can "see through" the effects and loopholes of the opponent's skill. Under the effect of "insight", Brady's upcoming soul skill was analyzed by him one second in advance. Amon calmly materialized his soul power, forming a gray translucent shield covering his whole body. "Is that... Romil's barrier?" Bateman in the audience was surprised. "No, it shouldn't be, it's just a similar skill. No wonder Romil joined their team. He should have learned the method of transforming and reshaping the barrier into a weapon from Amon." Cheng Shiyang analyzed with his chin in his hand. Brady opened his mouth, and invisible sound waves spewed out from his mouth. The ring was broken and dust flew wherever he passed. "Lion's Roar!" The sound waves hit Amon's shield, causing layers of ripples. Amon just kept inputting soul power to make the shield thicker and stronger. His materialized soul power defense was naturally inferior to Romil's barrier martial spirit. When facing the same attack, Romil might only need to consume one unit of soul power to resist, while Amon might have to consume five or even ten units of soul power to achieve the same effect. But it didn't matter. What Amon lacked the most was soul power. The more than one hundred level 30 time bugs he carried on his body could continuously replenish him. Brady's "Lion's Roar" is also a continuous attack skill. As long as you keep inputting soul power, the sound waves will not stop. But until his soul power was exhausted, he could not make the shield in front of Amon have the slightest crack. Looking at Amon, who was still calm and smiling after blocking his strongest attack head-on, Brady's eyes flashed with a trace of confusion. This gap is so big that it makes people feel unreal! If Yan Chong is a raging volcano, people can see its violent power at a glance, then Amon is an endless sea, although calm, but there is no edge. Amon raised his right hand, snapped his fingers, and threw a "fraud" at the other party. Brady had already begun to doubt himself and his talent. His thinking was affected again, his expression began to dull, and his eyes lost focus. Amon raised his arm, stretched out his thumb and index finger, and gathered a small amount of soul power. "Bang!" A weak air bomb exploded in Brady's chest. He was hit by the air wave, stumbled backwards, and sat on the ground.
The pain brought Brady back to his senses. He realized his current embarrassment, sighed, raised his right hand and shouted: "I give up." The audience applauded sparsely, but not enthusiastically. From the performance point of view, Amon's fight was not exciting and there was no passion at all. There was no sense of impact and shock when Yan Jin fought, nor the artistic sense of Lei Yin's showmanship. He just used the defense of soul power materialization and the huge total amount of soul power to crush the past. And his opponent will feel the powerlessness of not having the slightest chance of winning no matter how hard he struggles. Zhu Youzhi announced the result of the game loudly: "It seems that the winner has been decided. The team competition of the intra-school selection has ended here. Amon's team won. "They will take this honor and represent our college to participate in the Elite Competition of Advanced Soul Master Colleges across the continent one year later. Now, let us give warm applause to the winner!"