Chapter 200

Chapter 200: Shattered Stones and Crimson Blades

People cannot be generalized, and initially, hearing this statement might elicit a laugh. But in a world with extraordinary powers, this gap is significantly widened, creating a tangible and stark contrast.

It’s undeniable that many of the new students at Emanas are nobles, with mediocre strength, relying on connections to gain recommendation letters to enter the school. However, they have also contributed numerous resources and connections to the school, paving the way for true geniuses.

With the majority of the new generation across half the world as their source, amidst a vast population base, they harvest and absorb the top-tier geniuses into Emanas. These students are the true core of Emanas and the future pillars of this world.

The cute young lady who calls herself Elyon, aged 16, appears rather petite. She stepped over the ground covered with broken stones and dust, approaching Lolan Hill. After placing the short-sleeved youth on the ground, a light circle appeared, slowly lifting him up, and he would be treated by specialized personnel later.

A long-handled giant hammer taller than a person was effortlessly swung by the young lady, circling around and creating a whistling sound before striking the ground with a clang, leaving a small pit.

“The competition rules do allow only wooden weapons without sharp edges, and I used just a wooden stick. As for this part, it’s merely a part of the arena. Utilizing the arena is within the rules,” explained Elyon slightly when she noticed Lolan Hill paying attention to her weapon, then added with a smile.

“However, it still hurts when we fight. Would the elder sister like to concede? Then Elyon could take a break.”

Seeing Lolan Hill shake her head, she pointed to a high platform on the side where various wooden weapons were displayed, including simple wooden swords and knives, thick-wooden axes, and hammers, all looking sturdy. New students generally use these for low-intensity combat, as some hadn’t truly fought before.

“If stones in the arena can be used, then magic should be allowed too, right?”

Lolan Hill did not go to pick up the wooden weapons. Her black hair drifted slowly, and in the dim underground room, her dark eyes gradually turned crimson.

For today’s battle, she wore that black-red dress which was convenient for movement. Her fair skin paired with pure black cuffs and hem displayed a unique allure, her eyes resembling vermilion moons reflecting in the empty, dark underground space.

Deep red magic gathered in the air, and a delicate, blood-red crystal sword materialized in front of her. With white, jade-like fingers gripping the handle, the sword swept through the air, leaving a red arc and resting beside her.

“Do you need a break, or shall we start now?”

Elyon watched Lolan Hill create a weapon purely out of magic, a highly extravagant act, her expression becoming serious and excited.

“You’re impressive, elder sister, but Elyon won’t concede either. Let’s start now; I’m ready.” She said, lifting one foot and waving upward.

“Then, the match begins,” came the judge’s voice from above.

Pushing off the ground with her back foot, Elyon swung the giant hammer and rushed forward, generating a strong wind pressure, her entire body enveloped in a faint golden glow.

Lolan Hill lightly leaped into the air, her body seemingly weightless, like a nimble swallow, dodging the giant hammer passing by her side. The blood-red sword slashed three slanted red strikes towards Elyon’s back, sending her crashing into the pile of broken stones.

However, Elyon immediately got up, shaking off the dust as if nothing happened, and continued chasing Lolan Hill with the giant hammer.

Although Elyon was strong, she was not as agile as Lolan Hill. Despite smashing the arena floor with huge craters and causing the earth to tremble, several close calls, she couldn’t catch Lolan Hill.

Black and white figures chased the red shadow, like a powerful bear pursuing a black-red butterfly, always missing.

“Ugh, elder sister is cheating! Bullying Elyon.”

Seeing she couldn’t hit Lolan Hill multiple times, Elyon stomped angrily, looking at Lolan Hill standing on the pile of stones.

“Alright, I won’t dodge anymore,” Lolan Hill softly said. Actually, she had been carefully controlling the extent of her magic to avoid accidentally cutting the girl in two. Elyon seemed to specialize in rock-related abilities, her body’s faint golden glow providing excellent protection. She had previously relied on this to withstand several light beams and explosions, easily defeating the short-sleeved youth.

“Hurray~”

Hearing Lolan Hill agree, the cute girl became happy instantly, throwing away her giant hammer.

Just as others thought she was getting carried away, Elyon closed her eyes slightly. The earth began to ripple, making people unsteady, accompanied by loud rumbling sounds.

Countless stone spires erupted from the ground, like a tidal wave, obscuring the sky and charging towards the slender black-red figure.

Lolan Hill, like a butterfly, continuously dodged between the stone columns, the surrounding space shrinking.

Whoosh—

A grand, bloody red arc swept across the entire underground arena, slicing through the stone columns on both sides, then slowly sliding down. Lolan Hill stood amidst the now empty stone forest, her blood-red sword wavering.

Rumble—

Elyon dragged a nearly 30-meter-long giant stone axe, dragging it across the ground, stirring up layers of debris, leaving a long trench. The unimaginably large stone axe, wielded by a tiny figure like an ant, swung in the air, creating a massive shockwave, roaring like a tidal wave, directly striking Lolan Hill.

“Mystic Spear·Gungnir!”

With a clear shout, a blood-red spear gripped in hand, facing the giant stone axe ten times larger than a person, Lolan Hill advanced instead of retreating. The blood-red spear tip flashed and collided with the axe blade.

The expected clash didn’t occur. The spear tip pierced the stone axe, although made of granite harder than iron, it was sliced apart like tofu in front of the blood-red spear tip.

Shattered stone pieces fell to the ground. The black-haired, red-eyed girl rapidly counterattacked, dust flying. One piece after another of solid stone was separated—axe blade, axe body, axe handle—until the very end, completely dividing the stone axe into two halves. Red light swept across the entire underground battlefield.

Unable to hinder the dangerous blood-red figure, Elyon could only watch helplessly as it approached like a deep-red comet, hands releasing the stone axe in fright, collapsing to the ground.

At this moment, the cold, sharp spear tip stopped just inches from her forehead, though not touching her, it left a shallow wound on her forehead, fresh blood trickling down her nose and neck.

“Wah wah wah.”

Supporting herself with her hands, watching the spear tip nearing her forehead, gazing at those vermilion eyes resembling the sky, Elyon finally cried in fear, her sobs echoing loudly.

Thank you, n0000000000o, Qiguan Yuelong, for your generous gifts.

End of Chapter 200.