Chapter 649: 643: Blunt's Bold Gamble

The drawing for positions on the big screen continued.

Once all the competing teams had drawn their lots, another wave of fervent applause and cheers erupted from the audience.

“What’s happening?” Sanne was somewhat confused.

“Take a look at the other competing teams’ groups, then look at ours!” Jackson Grant’s expression suddenly turned grave.

“After winning against Blunt College, we’ll have to face off against Glazewater College!” Margaret Yule stated outright.

Realizing the situation, Sanne swallowed nervously, “Does that mean, besides from Blunt and Glazewater, we also have a very good chance of facing Phoenix and Peony in the semifinals?”

“Exactly, Phoenix and Peony are quite lucky, the teams they’ve been matched with are rather weak; getting a clean sweep into the semifinals shouldn’t be hard,” David Jones said indifferently.

After all, no matter which team he faced, he was confident he could crush them head-on.

Meanwhile, the number of comments on the live streaming platform started to skyrocket.

[It’s over, it feels like Blunt College’s team might as well go home and farm!]

[Be bolder—I’d say Glazewater College’s team should start swimming back to Glazewater Island along the Rosewood River.]

[Swimming? Sizzle, I like it! Waiting for David to defeat Glazewater College.]

[A bunch of cloud watchers, don’t even know the top 16 is a double-elimination…]

Watching the disparaging comments on his phone, Anders Roland turned to his teammates with a hint of anger in his eyes.

“Now even the online audience thinks we’re going to lose, do you agree?”

After speaking, the veins on his right hand bulged, and the terrifying power directly shattered his phone, sending out a series of “crackle and pop” sparks.

“We disagree!!!”

“Then let’s crush them!”

…

“Boom!”

Sand and blood splattered, and the Deep Ape suffered a massive wound on its shoulder.

It raised its arm, seemingly wanting to take someone down with it before collapsing, but in the end, it fell to the ground, exhausted, covered by the rolling fiery sands.

Seeing this, the referee declared: “Anders Roland wins!”

Jay, the commentator, also let out an incredulous shout, “As the ace of Blunt College, Anders Roland chose to fight first, could it be he intends to punch through the battleship that is Rosewood College’s team all by himself!”

“Anders Roland!”

“Anders Roland!”

Seeing Rosewood’s team lose the first match, the trainers in the audience spared no applause, erupting with incredible cheers.

“Is this the so-called lone hero? Loved it!”

“Anders Roland wants a seven-strike pass? Ridiculous, he definitely won’t get past David!”

While everyone was talking, Anders Roland’s bold gamble caught the attention of the Flowery Kingdom’s Big Five college teams.

Glazewater College’s team captain Jane Pauline bit her fingernails, her tone ambiguous, “A brute is just a brute, acting rashly will only make him lose more miserably, but as a front-line teammate, he can be quite reassuring, barely passing as a competent teammate.”

At the same time, Bella Wanton revealed a confident and easygoing smile, her gaze towards Anders Roland contained a hint of admiration, “Interesting, daring to make a last stand in a national competition to seek a breakthrough, that courage is indeed that of a hero!”

“Let’s see what you’re made of!” Rudolf Sherwood raised his eyebrows, his tone relaxed, seemingly not taking Anders Roland seriously at all.

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“Sorry, I lost,” Ning Jade said with a wry smile.

“Don’t mind it, nobody expected Anders Roland to be the first to fight.”

Having said that, David Jones’s eyes narrowed as he stimulated his Illusion-Piercing Eye to examine the Mammoth Titan on the Battle Platform, which was breathing somewhat rapidly.

Its stature was abnormally colossal, a pair of golden tusks as long as its height protruded from its lower jaw, the surface etched with golden patterns that resembled a combination of eyes and spoons. Its sharply intense aura was enough to chill the spine of any Beast.

“Pet Name”: Mammoth Titan

“Pet Type”: Gold type, Rock

“Species Level”: Epic Overlord

“Strength Level”: Class V upper-level apex

“Species Skill”: Titan Awakening, Stone from the Sky, Titan Power, Overbearing Fang, Gold and Stone Disillusion

“Pet Profile”: The Mammoth Titan left behind countless legends in the Ancient Age. It is said this species was crafted by God Spirits from clay and divine blood, possessing a thin lineage of the divine and bearing immense strength and stamina within its body.

“It’s said that Anders Roland is a fight maniac who, despite consecutive losses, persisted relentlessly, once losing fifteen times in a row to Fred Hoyle!

The fact that Blunt College managed to elevate a Mammoth Titan from a Class V lower-level to an apex within a short period indicates they must have spent a significant amount of precious Pet Resources. No wonder the Deep Ape didn’t stand a chance.” David Jones’s expression became more solemn.

“The Frost Wolf is no match for the Mammoth Titan, but I can at least make it burn through one-third of its energy and Arcane Force!” Jackson Grant murmured as he was about to enter the platform.

“Do your best, but don’t get carried away, everything’s under control,” David Jones said.

Twenty minutes later, the Frost Wolf collapsed on the Battle Platform, and Jackson Grant raised his hand to concede defeat.

“I did my best!” Jackson Grant said with a smile to Richard Goodwin.

Due to its incredible speed in snow and ice, the Frost Wolf had very few wounds. It admitted defeat because it was completely drained of Arcane Force.

“This big guy is not easy to deal with!” Richard Goodwin took a deep breath.

Fire may overcome gold yet nourishes rock; facing the Mammoth Titan with nearly half of its stamina spent, his Eight-sided Fire Toad had, at most, a thirty percent chance of winning.

As the referee gave the signal, the Mammoth Titan roared skyward and its thick forehooves stomped heavily on the Battle Platform, kicking up a vast amount of brown-yellow sand and visible shockwaves.

Faced with the relentless Mammoth Titan, Richard Goodwin commanded with his thoughts, “Five Wheels of Pure Fire!”

Boom!

Five scorching tornadoes of flame emerged around the Mammoth Titan, creating a cross-shaped trap leaving it no room to dodge, forcing it to endure the onslaught of the Five Wheels of Pure Fire.

The eye-like patterns on the Mammoth Titan’s tusks shimmered with golden light, radiating gold that completely encased its massive body, forming tangible currents of Rock Arcane Force.

Not only did it ignore the oncoming flames, but it even accelerated its charge, causing the air to burst with sounds unbearable to human ears as it stomped, making Richard Goodwin subconsciously cover his ears.

Rumble!

The Mammoth Titan, weighing hundreds of tonnes, smashed through the barricade of the Five Wheels of Pure Fire, then rammed with unstoppable force into the Eight-sided Fire Toad, which couldn’t dodge in time due to the sonic attack.

When compared to the hundred-meter-tall Mammoth Titan, the six-meter-long Eight-sided Fire Toad looked like a fragile toy.

Accompanied by a deafening explosion that reverberated through the arena, Richard Goodwin’s expression tightened, and then saw a fiery red streak cut through the space, crashing onto the Battle Ground’s defensive barrier with a thunderous impact, and finally sliding down completely.

“Qua!” The Eight-sided Fire Toad fell to the ground, managing only a cry for help before falling unconscious.

Hearing this familiar cry, Richard Goodwin fell silent, his hands trembling slightly.

What happened? He was instantly defeated by the ace of Blunt College!