The group didn't have to wait too long. A moment later, Ya Ya and the fully recovered Number Three Chicken were teleported to the center of the arena.
The beast-eared girl instinctively shrank her neck the moment she saw the latter, letting out 'gurgling' sounds, seemingly a bit timid.
However, Number Three Chicken, who had just been swiftly dealt with by Mo Tan, hopped twice in place, letting out a series of short, sharp 'clucks'.
Its chicken eyes, fixed on Ya Ya, were full of disdain and indifference. It lifted a wing and wiped it across its chicken neck, a blatant provocation.
This raptor, having undergone who knows what kind of demonic modification, not only remembered Ya Ya but also could tell that she hadn't made any progress since their last battle, looking like a soft persimmon meant for venting frustration.
A chicken that needs to vent frustration, can you believe it!?
Ji Xiaoge unconsciously tightened her hand, her beautiful eyes glancing at Mo Tan with a hint of reproach: "It got frustrated by you and wants to take it out on Ya Ya, right?"
Mo Tan smiled bitterly and spread his hands: "I couldn't help it, otherwise I would have lost. I didn't expect it to get angry..."
"It's certainly coming on strong," Jia Deka said, looking at Number Three Chicken, which was almost touching the edge of the barrier below. He couldn't help but feel a chill for Ya Ya: "Last time, it only took a dozen seconds from the start of the match to break through Ya Ya's defense, and then a relentless pursuit eliminated that girl. I wonder about this time..."
Lu Jiang looked at the staff in Jia Deka's arms, which had started smoking again, and carefully moved to the side, asking in a low voice, "Mr. Jia Deka, are you planning to throw your staff down and make Ya Ya go berserk?"
"Huh?" The Old Mage was startled for a moment, then quickly shook his head: "I didn't mean that."
"Then you'd best reapply the Ice Binding spell," Lu Jiang nudged further away, earnestly suggesting: "That thing has already quietly melted the ice, and it looks like it could explode at any moment."
Jia Deka awkwardly cleared his throat, then, while trying to gather the few water elements in his perception, he chuckled: "Sorry, sorry, my water magic has never been very precise."
"Stop chatting," Ji Xiaoge tapped the armrest, watching the arena below with concentration: "The match is about to begin."
With a 'pop', the barrier disappeared, and there was no longer any obstruction between Ya Ya and Little Chicken Number Three.
"Cluck!!!"
Number Three Chicken let out a loud cry, then, like an arrow shot from a bow, it rotated and charged towards Ya Ya with lightning speed.
It rapidly flapped its wings, its light and plump body gliding low to the ground. After several aerial directional changes, it ghost-like Around ed behind Ya Ya.
Meanwhile, Ya Ya still stood in place, muttering something with a bewildered expression, not even having put on the two blade claws hanging from her waist!
Lu Jiang let out a short gasp of surprise, Ji Xiaoge's wings instinctively unfurled with a 'whoosh', and Jia Deka looked at the staff in his hand with a struggling expression, seemingly hesitating whether to really throw it down...
Only Mo Tan, who had been closely watching Ya Ya's lip movements, showed no panic, even revealing a slight smile.
He knew Ya Ya wasn't stunned. In fact, she had been preparing from the moment she was teleported into the arena, it was just that the preparation time was a bit long.
"Dragon Language Magic, Multicolored Dragon Scales, huh..."
He saw a faint metallic texture subtly emerging from Ya Ya's exposed skin and nodded in approval.
And then...
"Dog Language Magic, Multicolored Wang's Scales!" Ya Ya joyfully shouted. A colorful light flashed simultaneously across her arms and long legs. Her silver-gray short hair, which was originally shoulder-length, suddenly grew several times longer, spreading down her back.
Her seemingly soft and fluffy tail suddenly whipped, creating a whooshing sound, and fiercely struck the incoming sharp beak of Number Three Chicken, emitting a crisp clang of metal.
So why did she only remember the four words 'Dog Language Magic', and although she replaced 'Dragon' with a homophone, you don't even have scales...
Mo Tan watched Ya Ya, who had sent Number Three Chicken flying with one tail whip, feeling that this girl was simply too amusing.
Dragon Language Magic · Multicolored Dragon Scales was the second spell Feimigeer (with a 'might as well' attitude) taught Ya Ya. Its effect was to greatly increase one's magic resistance and indiscriminately reflect all low-level spells.
This was a spell favored by all types of dragons, possessing numerous advantages such as zero prerequisites, low consumption, high practicality, and long duration, earning it the reputation as 'one of the ten most classic Dragon Language Magic spells of the new era'.
However...
After Ya Ya (miraculously) mastered this move, the original effect of this Dragon Language Magic completely changed. The characteristics of greatly increasing magic resistance and reflecting low-level spells (Jia Deka tearfully confirmed) were all gone.
Instead, it greatly increased physical resistance, and the dog hair... I mean, Ya Ya's hair, ears, and tail became as hard as iron. If used properly, they could even be used as weapons!
Of course, in addition to these advantages that came from a different perspective, a disadvantage that did not originally exist in this Dragon Language Magic also appeared: it would make Ya Ya's body extremely heavy, not only affecting her movement speed but also accelerating her stamina consumption.
From a player's perspective, it would probably feel like: movement speed reduced by 30% and stamina consumption increased by 100% during the duration.
However, compared to the benefits of this dog... *cough*, Dog Language Magic · Multicolored Wang's Scales, this side effect was nothing!
At least now, Little Chicken Number Three would have a very hard time dealing effective damage to Ya Ya!
"Cluck!" Number Three Chicken, dizzy from Ya Ya's tail whip, quickly recovered and then dodged Ya Ya's sweeping leg with a masterful crotch-pass, followed by a 720-degree spin in place, throwing out dozens of iron-hard feathers!
The angles were so tricky that not only could the current Ya Ya not dodge them, but even Ya Ya with her full movement speed would have a hard time making an effective dodge.
One must know that this move directly took out 30% of Mo Tan's health at the time!
Too bad...
Ding ding ding ding ding!!!
Dozens of blade-sharp feathers fell to the ground, all failing to break through her defense.
"Hehe, it doesn't even tickle!" Ya Ya happily wagged her tail, put on her blade claw with her left hand, and reached behind her back to draw out a longsword as thin as a cicada's wing. She pounced towards Number Three Chicken with fierce power: "Awoo, I'm gonna get my revenge!"
"Cluck!" The fat chicken immediately did a side roll in place, narrowly dodging Ya Ya's claw, and then was stumbled by a strangely angled sword light, falling to the ground with a thud.
This was quite miraculous...
One must know that if Number Three Chicken hadn't chosen to roll to its back-left to dodge the blade claw just now, that sword wouldn't have even grazed it!
"What precise intuition!" Jia Deka suddenly stood up, his voice filled with excitement and disbelief: "Even a battle-hardened Great Knight would find it difficult to make such precise predictive attacks in a flash! Where did she learn such sword skills!"
Mo Tan hesitated for a moment, then whispered: "I just imagined it from Ya Ya's perspective, the artistic conception of her sword strike just now, it's a bit like the legendary... Random Slash..."
Although he didn't want to use such phrasing, Mo Tan couldn't find any other description for a moment, especially since Jia Deka was so excited. If he were to directly say that Ya Ya probably just slashed wildly... that would be too embarrassing.
"Pfft... Mmm, puhahaha... No, I can't laugh at this... I... puhahahahaha..."
Ji Xiaoge couldn't hold back then.
Lu Jiang, on the other hand, looked at Mo Tan with a bewildered expression, curiously asking: "Mo Dage, what is a Random Slash... Uh, hey hey hey!!"
And then this guy... he also couldn't help but cover his mouth, giggling and snorting.
Only Jia Deka, with a 'I've eaten more salt than you've eaten rice' air of sophistication, nodded slightly: "Tsk tsk, that senior Random Slash was truly a genius..."
"Ahem, as long as you're happy, let's continue watching the match," Mo Tan chuckled dryly, then covered Ji Xiaoge's mouth with his hand (she was almost laughing into an epileptic fit), and turned his gaze back to the arena below: "It's entered a stalemate."
Indeed, Ya Ya and Little Chicken Number Three had exchanged dozens of blows in the past few minutes. The former found it difficult to hit the target due to Multicolored Wang's Scales, while the latter, despite having an absolute advantage in speed, was completely unable to break through her defense. Thus, the situation reached a stalemate.
But if this continues...
It's not good for Ya Ya...
Mo Tan thought with some worry. After all, Ya Ya's attacks completely failed to hit Little Chicken Number Three, and the latter only needed to wait for an opportunity to exhaust the dog-girl, who was rapidly consuming stamina.
Even if not for the purpose of delay, the cumulative effect of Number Three Chicken's opportunistic attacks could easily lead to a qualitative change.
Ya Ya herself also thought of this. One must know that although this beast-eared girl usually seemed a bit naive and adorable, the main reason was her poor grasp of the common language, which did not mean she had low intelligence, especially in combat!
Thus, a moment later, just as the glint in Number Three Chicken's small eyes gradually turned sinister, and its annoying 'cluck' sounds became more frequent...
Bang!!!
Ya Ya's light, yet not too light, slash actually produced a spreading shockwave, instantly sending Number Three Chicken, who was jumping around like it was performing acrobatics, flying.
And the girl immediately followed with an aerial claw strike, the force of which created gusts of wind in mid-air, disrupting Little Chicken Number Three's trajectory in the air.
"Dog Language Wang's Magic!" Ya Ya slightly bent her legs, stuck out her small tongue to lick the corner of her mouth, and laughed: "Wang's Claw!"
Then, with a bang, she leaped into the air, easily grabbed Little Chicken Number Three's chicken neck, then extended both hands, head-first downwards, and her tail behind her began to rapidly wag... and spin.
"Cluck!? Cluck cluck cluck cluck!!!!"
And Number Three Chicken's resistance proved utterly futile in the face of Ya Ya's Multicolored Wang's Scales...
Two seconds later, accompanied by a very subtle tremor in the Noob Arena and a simultaneous roar, Ya Ya achieved victory.
"Mo Wang! Wang Jiang! Wang Dejia! Sister Wang Ge!" Ya Ya, who had been teleported next to the matching crystal, waved happily at the audience, her face beaming: "I won! I won!!!"
Mo Tan smiled at the dog-girl, shouting: "Remember to recover your stamina before coming down!"
"Wang!" Ya Ya nodded happily, then obediently squatted beside the matching crystal, licking the back of her hand, her fluffy tail wagging incessantly behind her, incredibly cute.
Mo Tan then turned to Ji Xiaoge, asking curiously: "What did Ya Ya use just now? I've never seen it."
"Dragon Language Magic · Dragon's Claw. You weren't online when she learned this move from Feimi," Ji Xiaoge shrugged, explaining to Mo Tan: "It's also a very common innate magic among dragons. Feimi said its specific effect is to greatly strengthen the front claws, which is very effective in close combat. When a giant dragon transforms into human form, it strengthens the hands, with a similar effect."
Mo Tan nodded, then continued to ask: "So on Ya Ya..."
Ji Xiaoge spread her hands, chuckling wryly: "Dog Language Magic · Wang's Claw. You know that Feimi's Dragon Language Magic manifests completely differently on her. When Ya Ya uses it, it greatly enhances her physical attributes, especially strength. However, the duration isn't very long. As for the side effects..."
"Mo Wang~" Ya Ya, who had somehow shuffled over, almost crawled to Mo Tan's feet, rubbing his arm with extreme fatigue, muttering: "Wang is so tired, Wang is so sleepy, Wang wants to sleep... Mmm, huff... snore..."
And then she curled up at his feet and fell asleep, even activating silent mode (folding her ears).
"Didn't I tell you to recover first before coming down?" Mo Tan smiled wryly, ruffled the girl's hair, and then reached out to lift her onto the seat, only to almost get bitten.
"Let her sleep for a while," Ji Xiaoge gently stroked Ya Ya's tail, smiling at Mo Tan: "She's already recovered. This is just a side effect of that Wang's Claw, at least half an hour of exhaustion, and extreme fatigue."
Jia Deka also turned his head with lingering fear: "And if she's disturbed while resting, she'll bite."
"I'm so envious~" Lu Jiang sighed deeply, pouting: "If only I had that kind of talent too..."
It also feels very cute~
But he's a male.
"Ya Ya has indeed gotten much stronger," Mo Tan scratched the dragon horn on his forehead, asking the others: "So shall we just sit here and chat until she wakes up?"
Jia Deka casually pulled out an ancient and thick tome, "A Compendium of Useful Low-Level Magic," and began to flip through it: "I have no objection."
Lu Jiang gently tapped his fingers together: "I can meditate."
But he's a male.
"We can chat anytime," Ji Xiaoge, however, couldn't sit still and stood up, turning to walk towards the topmost matching crystal: "I'll challenge Little Chicken Number Three too~"
"Huh? (*3)"
"Hmm~ I want to try~"
Chapter 214: The End