Firefly Journey

Chapter 173 Youth is a hastily written poem (16)

The moment Hansen with his messy hair stepped into the arena, his entire body emitted a faint glow.

Oracle. Holding a candle.

This is an oracle that even a beginner-level "light mage" knows, and its main purpose is generally only for lighting at night.

Such a divine oracle was not enough to break Allen's shadow invisibility, but he added a layer of fire magic to "Holding the Candle".

The combination of fire and light swept away a radius of several meters around Hansen, and once Allen got close, he would immediately have nowhere to hide.

Margarita made a good point by letting him go second; he easily deflected Allen's tactics.

Now that things have come to this, there's no point in continuing to hide, so Allen simply stepped out of the shadows.

"Hello," Hansen greeted with a smile.

“Hello,” Allen replied.

The two knew each other before and had a good relationship. Even in this situation where they had no choice but to confront each other, they still chatted.

"Are you ready to admit defeat?" Hansen said.

"No."

Hansen sighed: "Then you're being completely irrational."

"Makes sense."

"I thought you'd keep being stubborn."

Allen frowned and said, "I only know the 'Shadow Mage's' oracle, while you already have a way to counter it, so I'm being pragmatic."

Hansen laughed and said, "What you are now is what will happen to me in a few minutes."

Allen remained noncommittal, and calmly walked out of the competition venue amidst the incredulous expressions of the audience.

what's the situation? !

They gave up without even fighting, based on just a few words from the other party?

Hard to understand!

In fact, it is not difficult to understand.

Cassius, fearing his students wouldn't understand, explained, "Eren isn't good at head-on combat. It's daytime now, and the arena is empty. It's not a place for Eren to be. There's no need to waste time."

Everyone understood, and that little bit of doubt vanished.

Immediately, Cassius said, "Ms. Margarita asked Hansen to restrain Allen, so I should return the favor. Hauglis, you go and play with him."

Hauglis laughed heartily: "Great!"

Then, he strode in with his head held high.

"really……"

Upon seeing Hauglis approaching, Hansen sighed silently. Speaking of restraint, he restrained Allen, but Hauglis was no less restraining of him.

The advantage of being good at everything is that you can achieve unexpected results by combining different divine pronouncements.

However, when the opponent's strength is concentrated on a single point, his weakness of not being strong in anything will be exposed.

Hauglis is a "Berserker," a profession that completely abandons defense and focuses on offense, making him a "mad dog" among the extraordinary.

He would join the ranks of defensive classes like "Earth Mage" and "Priest," but since he was only a Level 1 Awakener, even if they combined their abilities, they wouldn't be a match for a "Berserker" who focused on attack.

That's the basis for what he just told Allen.

As some of the most outstanding instructors at St. Louis College, Cassius and Margarita naturally understood the relationships of restraint between different professions.

The order in which they sent their students into the arena was entirely based on a system of mutual restraint, which resulted in subsequent arena battles always being one-for-one exchanges.

Because the one who comes on later always has the upper hand over the one who comes on first.

Hauglis smiled and immediately activated "Oracle. Blood Elephant".

His eyes were bloodshot, a crimson greatsword appeared in his hand, and his whole body glowed with blood, making him look like a madman.

Upon seeing the crimson greatsword, Lin Yuanran slightly narrowed his eyes. As far as he knew, Hauglis did not possess such a magical artifact.

During his travels in the north, others did not remain unchanged either.

Just two weeks ago, Hauglis finally accumulated enough points to exchange for this "Raging Cross".

Hansen couldn't be as carefree as Allen, and he was determined to fight back with all his might.

In his Blood Elephant form, Hauglis was utterly ruthless, hacking at anyone in his path, and Hansen was completely overwhelmed.

After persisting for two minutes, Hansen chose to concede defeat and left the empty arena.

Having achieved his goal, Hauglis deactivated "Blood Elephant" and quietly awaited the arrival of his next opponent. Barring any unforeseen circumstances, he too would not survive the next round.

……

This final, seemingly a battle for honor between two classes, was in fact also a test of the teaching achievements of Margarita and Cassius, these two good friends.

Following Hansen, another student from Class 63 took to the field, managing to wear Hauglis down to exhaustion. But he was quickly defeated by Lü Jianming.

After several rounds of competition, the teachers and students watching from St. Louis were suddenly surprised to find that the renowned Class 29 was actually at a disadvantage.

Excluding Lü Jianming, Class 29 still has two spots left to play, while Class 63 has just had its fourth player take the stage.

However, some thoughtful people noticed that Class 29's formation was problematic.

Mirash the Summoner and Upton the Armored Turtle are not weak, yet they didn't get a chance to play.

You see, in this kind of open terrain where there's no room for trickery, it's all about finding a way to win. They could have easily replaced Paninger and Allen in front of them, which would have been a more sensible choice.

The last two spots naturally wouldn't go to them, because everyone in St. Louis knew that the two strongest students in Class 29 were Sabrina and Wind Chime, and their appearance was a given.

What is Cassius planning to do?

Perhaps no one but himself knows the answer.

"Ario, get ready."

Cassius said abruptly.

Lin Yuanran was taken aback.

"Ready?" can be understood as "warming up." Since they're warming up, does that mean they're going to let you go on stage?

"I……"

Before Lin Yuanran could finish speaking, Cassius added, "No matter who the opponent is, if Lü Jianming loses, you go up. In the end, it's Fengling's turn."

Lin Yuanran's expression at this moment was exactly the same as Paninger's at the beginning; he couldn't understand why it was him.

Is Mirashu tired, or Upton unable to handle it, or perhaps Sabrina isn't "disaster" enough?

Lin Yuanran didn't understand Cassius's thoughts, but he knew that his teacher was always right.

"Okay." He took a deep breath.

If we're talking about preparation, he has plenty of things to prepare, such as having his classmates record more divine pronouncements in the "Fantasy Ledger".

But it was almost my turn, and I didn't have time at all. All the notes I had made in the tundra had already been used up.

After making the arrangements, Cassius surprisingly started walking towards the edge of the crowd.

Knowing that everyone was puzzled, he said as he walked away, "I have urgent business to attend to, so I'll be leaving now. There's no need to inform you of the victory."

"By the way, Allen, come to my office tomorrow morning. If he's not back by then, come in the afternoon."

“Hmm…” Allen replied.

Urgent? What urgent matter? Everyone was puzzled, but had no way of knowing the reason.

Just now, a little mud figure popped out of the ground and tugged at his trouser leg.

He was contacted by Simpson Budd about the evil god organization.