Ecstasy, shock, disbelief, and a consuming possessiveness—a complex torrent of emotions instantly shattered what remained of Otilia’s rationality.
She could no longer restrain herself!
“Ian—!!!”
A sharp cry that broke into a screech, saturated with overwhelming emotion, drowned out the clamor of the entire arena.
The crowd turned their heads in astonishment, only to see an ice-blue figure bolt like an arrow from a bow, recklessly charging out from the student section beneath the VIP seats and landing squarely on the edge of the arena.
The entire stadium erupted into a frenzy.
During the academy ceremony, someone actually dared to barge into an ongoing exhibition match without authorization?!
The moment Ian heard that cry, his heart sank violently.
‘No, sister, you can even discover me like this? Are you equipped with a Beidou satellite tracking system or what!?’
Forcing his mind to remain steady, he maintained his persona as ‘Kevin.’ Turning around to face Otilia as she rushed onto the arena, he deliberately kept his voice deep beneath the mask:
“Ho-oh~ Miss, you have recognized the wrong person. I am ‘Kevin Caeluslan,’ not some ‘Ian.’ I must ask you to leave immediately. Or perhaps, are you also a challenger?”
“Recognized the wrong person?”
Otilia stared fixedly at him, her chest heaving violently as a morbid and paranoid light flickered within her eyes.
“I would never mistake you, my dear. Stop pretending. Take off your mask and come back with me, okay?”
Saying this, Otilia reached out to grab Ian’s hand, but what welcomed her instead was a swipe from a dragon claw.
Slap!
Ian held nothing back as he slapped Otilia’s delicate hand away, producing a loud sound.
Otilia looked in disbelief at her hand, which had been slapped entirely red.
‘My dear?’
She could not believe that the Ian who would accompany her even when on the verge of death would slap her hand away so mercilessly.
Ian absolutely could not acknowledge his identity.
What a joke. If he let the heroine drag him back, he would definitely be locked into the plot forever.
Moreover, he had stolen the protagonist’s woman; who was to say the protagonist wouldn’t hold a grudge against him?
How could he let that kind of tragic future happen!
“Humph ↗↘ Miss, I shall take this as your invitation to challenge me!”
“My dear, stop fooling around. Let’s go back, okay?”
Between electric light and flint, Ian made a decision.
He could not hesitate; he had to use absolute power to break through her persistence!
Ian raised his left hand, palm facing upward, his 5 fingers spreading slightly.
Buzz—!
A complex, profound, three-dimensional magic circle composed of pure platinum magic power instantly expanded, rotated, and magnified above his palm.
At the core of the formation, a piercingly bright speck of light rapidly condensed and expanded, radiating a terrifying energy fluctuation that caused one’s heart to palpitate!
The surrounding air seemed to be completely sucked dry and ignited, letting out an overwhelmed humming sound!
Tier 3 magic—[Falling Azure Star].
This was the only Tier 3 magic Ian had learned so far.
“Humph humph hahaha! Catch this, Miss. I won’t show mercy just because you look pretty!”
The platinum light flared abruptly, and destructive energy was on the verge of pouring forth, looking as if it would completely swallow Otilia along with the corner of the arena where she stood.
Exclamations of horror rose from the stands! In the VIP seats, several elders and Margarita also knit their brows. This “Kevin” was making far too ruthless of a move!
To use this kind of ultimate move against a student who had clearly lost emotional control and possessed strength far inferior to his?
However, even though everyone was breaking into a cold sweat on Otilia’s behalf, Otilia, who stood closest to the destructive force, appeared completely unperturbed.
She believed that Ian was incapable of striking her. She even wanted to continue stepping closer.
This gave Ian a bit of a headache; he truly would not strike Otilia.
If he accidentally killed the heroine, his sin would be massive.
But with Otilia drawing closer, he was forced to strike. If he didn’t strike, his identity would be discovered by this woman!
Just as Ian was caught in a dilemma…
“Stop right there!”
A clear and resounding shout exploded like sudden thunder!
Accompanying the shout, a dazzling and magnificent golden light abruptly cut into the arena, firmly traversing the space between Otilia and Ian.
Tier 3 Holy Light Magic—[Holy Sword: Shadow of Judgment].
“Boom—!!”
The [Falling Azure Star] destructive beam unleashed by Ian crashed squarely against that golden light.
The anticipated explosion and energy turbulence did not fully erupt.
The wild energy of the platinum destructive beam was unexpectedly neutralized, decomposed, and dispersed rapidly by the sacred runes circulating on the surface of the golden light.
Although the golden light was also blasted into nothingness directly, it succeeded in completely blocking this fatal strike, protecting Otilia at the rear.
The residual energy aftermath turned into a howling wild wind that swept across the entire stadium, causing everyone’s clothes to rustle loudly.
As the light scattered to completion, a graceful and upright figure already stood before Otilia.
It was precisely the protagonist of the plot, the true Hero, Amivy Roswitha.
It was she who had stepped in to block Ian’s attack.
Ian secretly let out a sigh of relief in his heart, taking the opportunity to disperse the remaining magic power inside his palm, avoiding an energy backlash.
What a close call. He had almost really dealt a heavy blow to Otilia or been forced to expose himself.
This Amivy… came at the perfect time!
Beneath his mask, he quietly gave a thumbs-up to this “timely rain” protagonist.
Since the true protagonist had taken action, things became simple.
He would utilize this opportunity to completely solidify his identity as “Kevin,” and turn the spearhead toward this Hero who had suddenly intervened.
“Humph ↗↘”
“Has another challenger arrived? Then come at me!”
Having said that, Ian thoughtlessly continued to make his move.
Amivy’s brow knit slightly; why didn’t this person listen to people speak?
Left with no choice, she used her left hand to send the unconscious Otilia out of the arena, while her right hand condensed a holy sword.
Turning around, she met the attack.
As the Hero, Amivy quite easily blocked Ian’s dragon claw.
Ian just wanted to use this opportunity to feign an inability to match her, planning to be defeated by an ‘awesome’ ‘counterattack.’
But Margarita’s voice echoed in his ears:
“Strike with full power, you are not allowed to hold back, and even less allowed to deliberately lose! Otherwise, your vacation this year—no, your vacations for the next 10 years are completely canceled!”
Ian: “???”
‘No, sister, it’s fine that I beat your old friends’ students, but now you want me to beat the protagonist too?’
Ian’s face beneath the mask froze instantly. If he broke the protagonist and the plot collapsed, whose fault would it be?
However, the soreness of his body no longer allowed him to think further.
If he didn’t make a decision quickly, it would no longer be a question of whether he wanted to lose or not.
“No choice then!”
Ian, who had been ‘blown away’ by a completely bewildered Amivy, no longer exercised restraint, completely liberating the [Heart of the Platinum Dragon God].
A terrifying pressure, like a physical mountain, descended with a crash!
The protective barrier of the entire arena flashed frantically, letting out an ear-piercing scream of distress. Those on the stands with weaker strength were directly awed by this pressure until their faces turned pale, finding it difficult to breathe!
In the VIP seats, all the powerhouses—including the 5 elders—stood up abruptly, their faces displaying horror!
This was Dragon Might?!?
Amivy bore the brunt of it. The Dragon Might that reigned supreme over all things caused the Hero’s Blessing inside her body to violently oscillate on its own, letting out a humming sound akin to a warning signal!