The next day, at 12 noon, Mystic Peak.
Kyle chose the empty space that Alice had cleared the day before as the battleground, which almost made Alice think William had intentionally made her do the heavy lifting.
“Ladies and gentlemen, the purpose of gathering here today needs no further explanation. I hope that after today, there will be no more bloodshed over disputes for these mystical realms,” Kyle said, standing atop the peak that Alice had shaved off with an arcane pulse. “The first realm up for grabs is Arcane Village at the foot of Mount Olympus. Those who wish to compete, step forward. Engage in a free-for-all battle on this ground. Those who leave the boundaries or are down for ten seconds are eliminated. You can also admit defeat or leave the arena voluntarily.”
“Now, those who want to fight for Arcane Village, please step forward. I hope everyone will exercise restraint.”
Mount Olympus is known as the dwelling of the gods, the origin of the world’s Earth energy. Now with the energy resurgence, the power of Mount Olympus is naturally abundant.
Atop Mount Olympus is a place called Pantheon Academy, regarded in the Soulmancer realm as the top-tier training center for Soulmancers. Since it’s located at the origin of Earth’s energy source, the energy within Pantheon Academy’s Soulmancers is purer and their power is substantial. Nobody dares to invade it. The 13th Bureau merely desires the mystical realm of Arcane Village at the mountain’s base.
Tristan, a descendant of Eldric Lancaster, can manifest energy physically. He’s not afraid of Zoey and is determined to secure Arcane Village. ．𝒄𝙤𝙢
Only three individuals are contesting for the mystical realm of Arcane Village this time: apart from Zoey and Tristan, there’s a young man in his twenties.
This man is Lucien Nostredame, rumored to be a descendant of the 16th-century French doctor and astrologer Nostredame. His prowess is not to be underestimated.
As the trio stepped into the designated competition area, the surrounding crowd turned to watch eagerly. Kyle inquired if anyone else wished to participate. Once confirmed that no one else would join, the three prepared for combat.
Zoey stood nonchalantly in her spot. Tristan and Lucien exchanged a glance, forming a triangular stance before launching a sudden assault on Zoey.
“It seems they intend to take out Zoey first!”
“With the reputation of the Warrior God Constitution, it’s wise for Tristan and Lucien to deal with her first.”
“Two men ganging up on a girl? Shameless!”
…
Whispers filled the crowd of onlookers, but their words didn’t mean much. Tristan and Lucien were already engaged in battle with Zoey.
Zoey’s combat prowess was far superior to ordinary people. Even though her techniques appeared straightforward with no flair, facing the coordinated assault of two experts had put her at a disadvantage. Yet, she managed to hold her own.
Their moves were so swift that afterimages lingered. Many of those with lower capabilities couldn’t even make out their actions.
Alice, standing next to William, frowned and said, “These two have no shame. Two against one!”
Even though she wasn’t fond of Zoey, the spectacle of two men targeting one woman wasn’t exactly honorable.
William remained silent. In his view, there was no question of honor or dishonor here.
The battle was organized by the Arcane Society and the 13th Bureau. Since it was an all-out brawl, alliances forming among the participants were quite natural.
There’s nothing dishonorable as long as it’s within the rules.
Given Zoey’s personality, she would never form an alliance. Such a scenario was expected and had nothing to do with her strength.
Their movements on the battlefield were lightning-fast. In just moments, Tristan and Lucien had unleashed hundreds of strikes. Although Zoey was formidable, she was momentarily on the defensive and had no chance to counter.
William observed emotionlessly, not uttering a word. While others might think Zoey was at a disadvantage, he believed she hadn’t even used half of her strength. She was simply getting accustomed to the duo’s rhythm.
Had it been before her last two battles, facing both men might have been a challenge for Zoey. But after dueling with Seraphina and Kyle, her combat abilities had at least doubled.
Her current disadvantage was only temporary!
With a loud shout, Tristan released energy from his arm, which suddenly solidified into a golden lion. A roar that echoed through the heavens and the earth erupted, and the lion, like a cannonball, charged directly at both Zoey and Lucien.
The alliance between Tristan and Lucien wasn’t as solid as it appeared. Seizing an opportunity, Tristan aimed to finish both adversaries with a single move, revealing his trump card.
The golden lion was astonishingly large, standing at a height of 10 feet.
It was about to charge at Zoey and Lucien.
Suddenly, the “Sword of Soulbreaker” around Alice’s neck began to tremble slightly, and in an instant, the 10-foot tall golden lion vanished without a trace.
The Sword Spirit was showing its displeasure!
It would not allow anyone to flaunt their energy transformation techniques in its presence.
That was precisely what the Sword Spirit excelled at.
Even though most of its power had been sealed by William, with its remaining strength, very few could manifest energy in its presence.
It was impossible!
“What?” Tristan was shocked, his eyes wide in disbelief. He suddenly realized he couldn’t even harness the energy in his arm, feeling as if he’d been “silenced.”
“Tristan! What the hell are you doing?” Lucien shouted in anger, launching a palm strike at Tristan.
As the palm strike was unleashed, an aura resembling a constellation formed in the void. The force within the strike was imbued with celestial power and astrological mysteries.
Had it been any other time, Tristan might have been able to defend himself, but now he couldn’t even harness the energy within his arm…
Bang!
The strike sent Tristan flying several meters. As he soared through the air, he spat out blood, still utterly bewildered.
Why couldn’t he gather his energy?
It made no sense!
What was going on?
Little did he realize, the root cause of it all was Alice, who was standing outside the ring.
And even Alice herself didn’t understand what had just transpired.
“Master, what happened to that person?”
William glanced at the small wooden sword hanging around Alice’s neck and remained silent.
Following William’s gaze, Alice looked down.
She… she hadn’t experienced a wardrobe malfunction!
Well, given her chest size, that’s unlikely!
Tristan was immediately knocked out of the game with that strike. In the blink of an eye, only Zoey and Lucien remained in the ring.
As Lucien sent Tristan flying, he didn’t forget to guard against Zoey and threw out a kick.
Zoey blocked it with a sideways punch. Lucien then retreated back six feet, maintaining a safe distance from Zoey.
“Zoey, right? Now, it’s just the two of us. Show me what you’ve got!”
Lucien was obviously not to be underestimated either. He stared coldly at Zoey, always on his guard.
“Oh!” Zoey nodded, took a deep breath, raised her hand, and then flipped it over!
Suddenly, a black palm imprint appeared in the void and descended.
The black palm imprint landed six feet in front of Lucien, creating a massive crater.
Lucien was completely stunned.
What kind of move was that?
“Oops! Missed!” Zoey seemed a bit disappointed and slightly furrowed her brows, wondering about something.
“…” Lucien glanced at the crater six feet away, genuinely at a loss for words.
Is that considered a miss?
It’s a pretty big miss!
And he thought she had some killer move.
“Again!”
After saying that, Zoey kept raising and flipping her hand.
A series of black palm imprints rained down from the sky, densely packed and incredibly fast…