As soon as the instructor’s voice fell, Nan’s figure blurred into a lightning-fast afterimage, appearing instantly in front of Zhang Ye with a punch thrown straight at him.
Since Zhang Ye hadn't brought a weapon, Nan didn't use one either this time.
Facing Nan’s lightning-sparked fist, blue flames erupted from Zhang Ye’s hand as he raised it to parry.
Boom!
With a loud explosion, Zhang Ye was blasted back several meters.
Nan’s physical constitution was still at the Tier Nine mid stage, but the lightning mana contained within his fist was even more powerful than before; Zhang Ye was actually unable to fully withstand it.
Nan pressed his advantage, arriving before Zhang Ye again. He raised a long leg directly over his head, forming a perfect standing split, and then brought it crashing down like a guillotine blade, lightning flashing violently!
Zhang Ye quickly focused his mind and used Blink to appear behind Nan.
However, Nan seemed to have anticipated this. He leaned his upper body forward and pivoted on the tip of his other foot; that heavy downward kick grazed the ground and swept upward toward the Zhang Ye behind him.
Zhang Ye was startled.
Nan’s combat techniques were incredibly strong!
He braced himself with both hands, but was still sent flying by Nan’s kick.
The lightning condensed on Nan’s toes traced a nearly perfect arc in the air, finally settling into a perfect standing split behind him.
It was a 360-degree split-kick!
The students watching in the arena were amazed by the sight and were immediately drawn closer.
After kicking Zhang Ye away, Nan stomped the ground while his back was still turned, leaping into the air. He spun his body mid-flight, spreading his hands to condense numerous lightning arrows before firing them rapidly at Zhang Ye.
Zhang Ye knew he had to pull himself together and fight seriously!
He raised a palm: “Saint Light Cross Shield!”
A cross-shaped shield composed of light elements appeared before Zhang Ye; this was a Tier Eight magic spell.
Nan’s lightning arrows struck the cross shield, erupting in a series of booms that shattered the shield in an instant.
However, Zhang Ye followed up by instant-casting five more Saint Light Cross Shields in succession before he barely managed to block all of Nan’s lightning arrows.
Landing back on the ground, Zhang Ye took a deep breath. His figure began to blink rapidly across the arena—his speed was so great that he was performing fifty blinks per second, leaving a trail of afterimages across the field.
At such a blinking speed, Nan was completely unable to pinpoint Zhang Ye’s exact location.
However, he had a solution.
Lightning overflowed from his eyes as he thrust a hand toward the sky. A purple magic circle rose into the air and expanded rapidly, eventually covering the entire arena.
Tier Nine magic—Thunderstorm!
Bolts of lightning converged within the magic circle and then crashed down, instantly turning the entire arena into a sea of thunder!
Zhang Ye was shocked. His blinking frequency increased even further as he blinked frantically through the sea of thunder, disregarding the mana consumption.
While lightning still fell at the speed of light, the convergence of the sea of thunder took time, giving Zhang Ye a window to anticipate the impact points and evade via blinking.
However, the sea of thunder was too dense and covered too wide an area. Even with a frequency as high as a hundred blinks per second, Zhang Ye couldn't dodge everything. Ultimately, he was struck dead-on by a bolt of purple lightning.
Thunderstorm dealt continuous damage, but the greatest characteristic of lightning magic was its extremely high burst damage—even more powerful than fire magic. Thus, that single bolt of lightning sent Zhang Ye flying, crashing heavily onto the ground.
Enduring the intense pain and paralysis racking his body, he shouted, “Earth Tiger Armor, combine!”
The handsome Metal Tiger Earth Armor converged onto his body. Simultaneously, Zhang Ye condensed a layer of Mana Skin over his body beneath the armor, isolating himself from it.
The armor was of the metal and earth dual-attributes; because it contained metal, it could conduct electricity. Zhang Ye stood on the field and raised one hand high, allowing all the lightning to strike him, then channeled the current into the ground through the armor, evading all damage himself.
Once the thunderstorm passed, Zhang Ye breathed a sigh of relief.
This line of thinking was feasible; the principle was similar to a Faraday cage.
In theory, Zhang Ye could use this method to become immune to Nan’s lightning attacks.
However, Zhang Ye knew it was only theoretical. Having blocked such terrifying lightning, the Metal Tiger Earth Armor was already on the verge of collapsing, and the mana consumption within his body was extreme.
Seeing that Zhang Ye hadn't sustained any major injuries, Nan’s brow furrowed slightly before he charged at Zhang Ye once more.
Seeing this, the mana within Zhang Ye’s body surged violently.
Numerous magic circles appeared around Zhang Ye, covering a vast area.
Watching this, Nan’s expression shifted slightly, while the crowd below the stage was even more shocked.
“By the Light Holy See Saintess’s panties, this is too terrifying!”
“By my wife’s grandmother’s stockings, how many spells is that?!”
“It has to be at least a hundred, right?!”
“Instant-casting over a hundred spells at once... is this guy even human?!”
Looking at the Nan below him, Zhang Ye gave a slight smile. “Don't blame me for being ruthless—Magic Banquet!”
The so-called Magic Banquet involved consuming a massive amount of his own mana to instant-cast spells of every attribute—firing off whatever he had!
So many Tier Seven and Tier Eight spells instantly drained the majority of the mana in Zhang Ye’s body, leaving him nearly empty.
In an instant, the entire arena was covered in brilliant magic. Seeing this, Nan’s expression turned solemn, and then he closed his eyes.
Was he giving up?
Of course not!
In the next moment, his body transformed directly into a sphere of lightning, remaining stationary. When that sky full of magic struck the lightning sphere, it couldn't be shaken.
“Elementization?!” The instructor at the edge of the field and several knowledgeable students cried out in shock.
“He’s only at Tier Nine, yet he can master the Tier Ten elementization?!”
It was no wonder they were so surprised; this was a skill that could only be used upon reaching Tier Ten and comprehending a portion of the laws.
It wasn't a spell, but rather a technique.
Normally, one had to cultivate to Tier Ten before they could come into contact with the laws and achieve elementization.
Innate skills like Lina’s were exceptions that allowed direct elementization.
Nan was also an exception—he wasn't an ordinary person at all!
To comprehend laws at Tier Nine... such a genius... no, he could no longer be called a genius; he was a freak!
After the Magic Banquet ended, Zhang Ye landed on the ground and looked at Nan, who had reverted to human form, and couldn't help but smile bitterly.
Elementization could drastically reduce magic damage. Coupled with the fact that his spells were Tier Seven and Eight while Nan possessed Tier Nine resistance, those numerous spells had only caused Nan minor injuries.
In truth, the killing efficiency of Magic Banquet wasn't actually high; at most, it was just visually colorful and cool because it was composed of spells of many attributes. If it were replaced by the same number of fire spells after being Hydrogen-Oxygen Enhanced, the power would definitely be several times greater than Magic Banquet!
Or, he could directly condense his mana for a hundred-fold rate Hydrogen-Oxygen Enhanced · Fire Rain from the Heavens, which would possess power bordering on Tier Ten!
However, that would have seriously injured Nan.
This was just a spar, not a life-and-death struggle, so Zhang Ye didn't intend to do that.
He was a warm guy, after all, and he was hoping to melt this iceberg. If he severely wounded Nan here, there was no guarantee that Nan wouldn't come looking for another duel after breaking through to Tier Ten...
Having recovered, Nan immediately rushed at Zhang Ye, swinging a hand blade to send a bolt of lightning slashing toward him.
Zhang Ye rolled away clumsily. However, just as he was about to stand up, Nan had already arrived in front of him and thrown a punch.
Zhang Ye was startled and wanted to dodge, but the aftereffects of his mental exhaustion were still there, making his reactions much slower. Combined with the focused combat just now, his temples were throbbing with a headache, causing him to daze for a moment and react half a beat too slow.
He didn't dodge it.
The punch landed directly on his face.
Zhang Ye was sent spinning through the air and fell out of the arena.
“Nan wins!” the instructor announced the victor.
“Gujiu! Gujiu!” Gujiu hurriedly hopped to Zhang Ye’s side, crying out in a panic before letting out an angry cry at Nan.
Nan was stunned. He stepped down from the stage and walked to Zhang Ye’s side, hesitating over whether to pull him up.
However, Zhang Ye stood up on his own and smiled. “I’m fine, Gujiu. Don't blame Nan.”
With that, he held Gujiu and walked straight toward the dormitory.
Seeing this, Nan quickly followed. After a moment of silence, he asked, “Are you angry?”
Zhang Ye turned to look at him and smiled. “What is there to be angry about? It’s not like I can't afford to lose.”
As he spoke, he pointed at his swollen cheek and smiled wryly. “Look how hard you hit me; you’ve punched my handsome face until it's swollen. I have to get back quickly. I can't let others see me like this; it’s too embarrassing.”
Hearing this, Nan’s heart relaxed for some reason. He nodded and followed Zhang Ye toward the dormitory.
He just didn't notice that the light in Zhang Ye’s eyes had dimmed slightly.
“Gujiu~ mwah~” Suddenly, Gujiu hopped onto Zhang Ye’s shoulder and planted a big kiss right on Zhang Ye’s swollen cheek.
Zhang Ye instantly felt a cool sensation on his face. He touched it and found that the swollen area not only no longer hurt, but was also rapidly subsiding.
Zhang Ye’s eyes lit up, and he said in surprise, “Good Gujiu, give me a few more kisses!”
Gujiu: “(๑>₃<) mwah~ mwah~”
A bright smile instantly bloomed on Zhang Ye’s face.
“Ah... I’m healed~” Zhang Ye said leisurely as he touched his restored cheek.
Seeing this, Nan couldn't help but let out a small chuckle.
“Eh? You just laughed, didn't you?”
“No...”
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