Chapter 468 - Do You Concede?

Fury, panic, pain, indignation, grief… In a brief instant, five different expressions flashed through Hank’s face. He then collapsed to the ground and howled with pain.

His chant was cut off halfway, so his spell had naturally been nullified. Hank could only feel an excruciating pain spearing through his nose, and his tears flowed uncontrollably from his eyes.

As for the battle? That was the last thing on his mind!

He had been taken out by a single strike!

The entire audience fell completely silent. Everyone looked at Amy, who was wielding a staff that was more than twice as tall as she was, and they all wore peculiar expressions.

They were thinking that Amy would unleash some kind of spell to combat her opponent, but no one had expected her to use such a brutish method.

However, it had to be said that everyone was feeling extremely satisfied. The green-haired brat had been insulting them all morning, and it was delightful seeing him fall to the ground as he sobbed and bled.

Has Hank lost? The Magus Tower magic casters were in a complete panic. George was still unconscious, and Hank had just been felled by a single staff strike. He was the most powerful one among them, and if he were to lose, then no one would stand a chance against Amy.

How could she master melee magic to such an extent in just a month? That requires extraordinary magic control and bodily coordination! Abbott stared at Amy with an incredulous look on his face. At his power level, he could see a lot more than the average person, and as a result, he was able to appreciate Amy’s skills to a greater extent. Amy’s mastery of melee magic was simply incredible to him.

Even as a 7th-tier magic caster with great proficiency in magic control, he still wasn’t confident that he could master melee magic to such a degree in just a month.

He had to admit that there were certain prodigies in the world who were somehow able to simply disregard age.

Looks like our plans to win the match and humiliate Krassu will both be foiled. The Magus Tower has become a stepping stone for her instead. Abbott looked at Amy with mixed emotions in his eyes. With her superb aptitude and The Lords of Fire and Ice as her masters, she was undoubtedly going to experience a meteoric rise, one that would perhaps be even more dramatic than that of the elven princess.

“So this is melee magic. It’s like a knight who knows magic! That’s so cool!”

“Teacher, Teacher, can we also learn this type of magic when we grow up? We also want to learn melee magic.”

“Does that mean our Chaos School has won the match?”

“So she’s our ace in the hole!”

There was only a brief silence before waves of cheers rang out across the venue. Some of the little kids were already eagerly asking to be taught melee magic by their teachers.

“Yes!” Grinton couldn’t help but clench his fists with elation. He had thought that they were going to be dealt severe humiliation, but Amy’s emergence had completely turned the tables. In fact, there was a good chance that their four-year-long losing streak would be snapped today.

Novan also wore a smile on his face as his gaze lingered on Amy’s staff for a moment before he turned his attention to Hank, who was still lying on the ground.

“Green fur monster, I told you to cry more quietly! You’re going to scare the little kids.” Amy looked at Hank with a serious expression.

Hank struggled into a sitting position with a hand clasped over his nose, and he glowered at Amy with rage burning in his eyes. He was furious that his chant had been cut off by Amy. If he could’ve unleashed his violent arrow storm, then he would’ve definitely been able to secure victory. He would rather die than lose to a little half-elf brat!

“Magus Tower representative, do you concede?” Karpas asked.

“No!” Hank struggled to his feet as he summoned a barrier of green light in front of him. That barrier quickly transformed into a spherical wooden shield that encapsulated his entire body, and he began to chant the spell for his violent arrow storm once again.

“So you won’t concede?” Amy’s brows furrowed as she raised her staff once again.

“Rip.”

The wooden shield that had been able to easily block the combined attacks from Claus’ trio was torn apart like papier-mache. The purple staff came crashing down with unstoppable force, and instantly struck Hank in the face. This time, the blood shooting from his nose reached even further, and his howls rang out even louder.

“Do you concede?”

“I’ll never concede!”

“Bam!”

“Do you concede?”

“I won’t…”

“Bam!”

“Do you concede?”

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“Bam!”

“Waah… I… I haven’t even said anything yet…”

“Bam!”

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Amy looked at the bruised and battered Hank with an apologetic expression, and said, “Sorry, I got used to hitting you. You should concede this time, right?”

Hank was kneeling on the ground about three meters away, and he was glaring at Amy with resentment seething in his eyes. His body was trembling, and tears were flowing uncontrollably down his face.

This was the first time in his life that he had ever suffered such humiliation.

However, he knew that no matter what he did, he wouldn’t be able to summon his violent arrow storm before the staff hit him in the face again. He was plunged into despair with that realization.

Am I going to concede? Am I going to concede to a filthy half-breed like her? Hank clenched his fists and gritted his teeth as his chest rose and fell violently. No, he couldn’t do it. He would rather die than concede to a half-breed.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

“Magus Tower representative, do you concede?” Karpas asked again. The result of this battle was quite apparent. Engaging a melee magic caster in close-quarters combat was a nightmare for all long-range magic casters. That was common knowledge in the magic world.

During this battle, everyone had witnessed the rise of a scintillating young melee magic caster. Both Amy’s melee and long-range magic had reached a 4th-tier caliber.

A four-year-old dual 4th-tier magic caster had never been seen before, and she was surely going to become famous across the entire continent in the near future.

“Looks like you’re crying too much to be able to speak. Don’t cry anymore; I won’t hit you again.” Amy looked at Hank with a sympathetic expression. She dispelled the wind fire wheels beneath her feet, and descended back onto the ground as she prepared to shrink her staff.

“Die, little brat!” Right at that moment, a sinister expression appeared on Hank’s face as he pulled out a silver bead before hurling it at Amy. A loud thunderclap erupted, and a spherical orb of lightning hurtled toward Amy, almost quicker than the eye could follow.

“Look out!” The teacher standing near Amy immediately stepped forward and tried to formulate a magic shield, but the lightning orb was simply far too fast.

“Bastard!” Below the stage, Krassu tossed aside his lunchbox, and disappeared from his seat in the blink of an eye.

“Fireball!” Amy looked at the oncoming lightning orb, and instinctively unleashed a fireball spell. Purple golden light immediately erupted from the oracle stone on the tip of her staff, and a ball of purple golden light short forth to meet the lightning orb.