Ding!

  The bell signaling the start of the match rang out across the entire arena.

  "Here I come!"

  Whoosh!

  Almost as soon as the bell echoed, the Elf opposite sprang into action.

  He cast a reinforcement spell instantly, then charged toward Hulim at top speed.

  The two slender swords in his hands glowed with green light after he activated the magic.

  His strategy was clear: drag Hulim into close combat.

  Though he knew Hulim also possessed the Non-Attribute, her dual long-range attack attributes meant she would hold a greater advantage in a ranged battle.

  Moreover, he was confident in his swordsmanship. Having practiced since long ago due to his Non-Attribute affinity, he never believed this girl—who likely hadn’t wielded a sword for more than a few years—could outmatch him in swordplay.

  As long as he closed in and took control of the fight’s rhythm, victory would surely be his!

  But before long, his assumptions were shattered......

  "What?!"

  Staring as his attack was dodged with ease once again, disbelief spread across the Elf’s face.

  Did she really see through my move?!

  The match dragged on. The Elf unleashed his full swordsmanship, desperately trying to take Hulim down. Yet not only had he failed to land a single hit—his swords hadn’t even come close to touching her......

  What terrifying insight! No wonder she’s reached this stage at just twelve years old!

  The Elf attributed her evasiveness solely to her extraordinary sensory abilities, never once considering her swordsmanship skills.

  "If that’s the case......"

  The Elf’s gaze sharpened.

  "Then I’ll take you down with speed you can’t react to!!"

  He crossed his arms, placing his two swords in front of his chest, then—

  "Sonic Slash Barrage!"

  Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh......

  Countless wind-imbued sword slashes shot forth from his blurred, swinging blades, weaving a dense net of wind blades in the air.

  "Fire Arrow!"

  In response to her opponent’s assault, Hulim only cast the Tier 2 Fire Arrow spell.

  Though "only"—the quantity was anything but trivial......

  Hundreds of Fire Arrows materialized and hurtled forward, intercepting every single incoming wind blade.

  For a moment, the two combatants in the center of the arena engaged in a fierce exchange reminiscent of a tempest.

  "Wow——!""Incredible!""Fight on!""......"

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  The intense clash drew a tidal wave of cheers from the audience.

  "This is bad...... I can’t keep this up!"

  The Elf’s expression twisted with strain. He couldn’t sustain such high-intensity output for much longer.

  Yet Hulim across from him showed no signs of fatigue, her Fire Arrows continuing to pour forth relentlessly.

  "I have no choice! Use my ultimate move—end it in one strike!"

  The Elf made up his mind.

  In an instant, the overwhelming storm of wind blades vanished without a trace.

  Leaning forward, swords lowered, the Elf chanted the incantation at breakneck speed.

  Just as countless Fire Arrows were about to rain down on him—

  "Tempest...... Blade!!!"

  Boom——!

  The Elf shot forward like a cannonball. Swinging his swords, he unleashed two massive, spinning wind blade auras that shattered all the Fire Arrows in their path. In the blink of an eye, he was upon Hulim.

  As everyone assumed Hulim couldn’t dodge the attack—

  Hulim swung her wand sharply forward.

  Boom!

  In an instant, a giant Fire Spear, forged from the fusion of countless Fire Arrows, materialized before her.

  It hurtled straight toward the onrushing opponent.

  Boom——!

  The Fire Spear collided with the two wind blade auras mid-air. Wind and fire burst outward, sending small firestorms swirling in all directions.

  At that moment, every spectator craned their necks, staring intently at the extreme standoff in the arena.

  "Give me......"

  The Elf’s face flushed red as he pushed his mana to its absolute limit.

  "BREAK!!!"

  Boom——!!!

  After a deafening explosion, the Fire Spear was sliced apart—but the Elf’s attack was also neutralized.

  "Huff...... Huff......"

  The Elf panted heavily, but before he could catch his breath—

  Boom!

  Another identical Fire Spear appeared before Hulim......

  "No way......"

  The Elf froze in place.

  What on earth is with her mana?!

  Is it endless?!

  Boom!

  The Fire Spear hurtled toward him the next second.

  "Never!"

  Gritting his teeth, the Elf forced himself to gather his strength, ignoring the strain on his body as he frantically channeled mana.

  Clang!

  He crossed his swords in front of him, blocking the Fire Spear—but the force sent him skidding backward uncontrollably.

  Just then—

  Boom!

  A third Fire Spear materialized before Hulim......

  "......"

  The Elf’s eyes widened, and he was left completely speechless.

  Boom......

  After a thunderous crash, all fell silent.

  Ding——!

  The bell signaling the end of the match rang out right on cue.

  "The winner—Hulim Heyerar!!!"

  "YES!!!""Hulim, go for it!""I’m your fan!""Keep fighting!""......"

  Deafening cheers erupted from the audience.

  Amidst the applause, Hulim left the arena, while her opponent was carried off on a stretcher.

  ......

  Back in the White Cat Tribe’s VIP Box,

  "Sister Hulim, you were amazing! Those two spells were so cool—can you teach me?!"

  As soon as the door opened, Miley rushed over excitedly, gazing up at Hulim with starry eyes.

  "Uh......"

  Before Hulim could respond—

  Slap!

  A palm came down hard on Miley’s head without mercy.

  "Ow! Sister, why did you do that?!"

  Miley stared at Miko with a wronged pout.

  "Teach you nothing! Do you have Fire Attribute compatibility? No you don’t! Why are you getting so excited?!"

  "Huh......? I can’t learn it?"

  "Of course not! Alright, Hulim, let’s ignore him. Hurry up and watch the next match—it’s starting soon!"

  With that, Miko pulled Hulim over, leaving Miley standing frozen in place, dumbfounded......

  Hulim sat by the window, watching the two new contestants step onto the arena, deep in thought.

  "Which of them will prevail? Will Luigi draw his sword......"

  ......

  "Mr. Luigi, I look forward to your guidance!"

  Violet drew her Magic Sword, standing in a defensive stance.

  She had taken every match up to this point extremely seriously—a stark contrast to her opponent.

  "Let’s begin."

  Luigi replied calmly,

  casually resting his thumb on the hilt of his sword—a detail noticed by very few......

  "Yes! Finally, someone who can eliminate that guy!""Violet’s definitely going to win!""I can’t see how she could lose!""Go Violet! Take him down!!"

  Despite the audience’s one-sided cheers, Luigi remained completely unphased.

  In the stands, however, an ordinary-looking man wore a sleazy grin.

  "Heheh! That’s right, cheer all you want! The more you dislike Luigi, the higher his odds get! Heheh! With all this money, how should I spend it~......"

  Ding——!

  The bell signaling the start of the match rang out.

  "Here I come!"

  Hum! Hum! Hum......

  Violet’s Magic Sword erupted with a dazzling blue light—she seemed intent on going all out from the very beginning.

  Boom——!

  In the next instant, a massive beam of blue light burst forth from the sword, hurtling straight toward Luigi.

  Boom......

  The blue beam carved a gash into the arena floor, sending a cloud of smoke billowing into the air, obscuring everyone’s view.

  "Did she get him?""She must have......"

  The audience stared intently at the smoke, eager to see what lay within.

  As the smoke gradually cleared, a standing figure slowly came into view.