Chapter 51: The Great Martial Arts of the World – Unbreakable Speed

Chapter 51: The Great Martial Arts of the World – Unbreakable Speed

Tugur and Radis’s attacks intensified in an instant, their swords slicing towards Airael like a flurry of shadows, hinting at a reckless desperation.

Meanwhile, Sel and Derek’s assaults began to slow down.

Given this shift, Airael was forced to devote more energy to fending off Tugur and Radis, but she couldn’t afford to ignore Sel and Derek either.

After all, her energy was limited.

As she heightened her focus on Tugur and Radis, it was inevitable that her attention on Sel and Derek would wane, not to mention she also had to keep part of her mind on Mason and Smir.

Up in the stands, Celia and Aurora watched the scene unfold.

At that moment, their hearts were lifted for Airael.

In contrast, even though Airael felt immense pressure with the Elven Lords surrounding her, she maintained an optimistic outlook.

However, it was worth noting that, from the beginning until now, she had been on the defensive and hadn’t counter-attacked at all.

In other words, she was merely a spectator to the Elven Lords’ performance.

While the show earlier had its moments, it was only warming up for the exciting parts to come.

Once the exciting segment had passed, it would naturally lead to the conclusion.

Suddenly, as Airael dealt with Tugur and Radis’s fierce attacks, Sel erupted from behind her, seizing the opportunity to smack Airael on the back of her head with his shield.

A muffled thud echoed, leaving Airael momentarily dazed.

Then came Derek, who also approached Airael from behind and launched her into the air with a well-placed upward thrust.

Finally, Tugur and Radis, who had just been launching a fierce attack, leaped into the air after the flying Airael, their swords raised to strike her down.

With a thunderous impact, Airael crashed to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.

Tugur and Radis landed a moment later, panting heavily as they, along with Sel and Derek, stared intensely at the dust cloud.

Having maintained their high-octane burst of energy, they now felt their bodies struggling to cope.

The sudden turn of events drew the attention of all the elves to the dust cloud.

What would emerge from it?

Had Airael truly been defeated by the collective force of the Elven Lords?

Linis and the others, though not wanting to believe it, had to acknowledge the power of the joint attack from the four Warrior Lords.

In the midst of the dust, Airael lay in a large hole she had created from the impact, looking quite disheveled.

At this moment, she had regained her senses from the earlier attack.

However, the pain radiating throughout her body made it difficult for her to move.

Just like when she had attacked the Elven Lords, her armor had effectively protected her.

Though the swords wielded by the four Warrior Lords were high-grade anti-magic weapons, these tools were primarily designed for combating magic, proving less effective against a physical layer of defense like armor.

Ultimately, she had to endure the impact herself.

How careless of me!

Feeling her current state, Airael showed a wry smile.

However, these Elven Lords were indeed formidable.

Their coordinated strike had skillfully embodied the three essential elements: swiftness, accuracy, and ferocity.

Especially Sel—there was no hesitation when he struck the back of her head with his shield.

Airael sensed he must have been venting his frustrations.

If it weren’t for the comprehensive enhancement she had received from the Tree of Life, she wouldn’t have been able to withstand it.

With a bitter smile once more, feeling much improved after a brief moment of rest, Airael enveloped her body in magic power.

Golden light surrounded Airael, and she floated upwards before landing steadily on the ground.

As the golden glow faded alongside the surrounding dust, Airael emerged looking refreshed and dignified.

In front of all the elves, Airael restored her lofty posture, brimful of provocative confidence, “Nice attack, but if this is all you’ve got, it’s not enough to defeat me.”

How could this be?

Seeing Airael appear unchanged, the Warrior Lords felt a stir of unrest in their hearts.

That previous sequence had represented their full power output.

Especially the final blow that sent Airael crashing down—Tugur and Radis had put all their strength into it.

Ignoring their turbulence, Airael continued, “If this is merely your level, then I’m ready to wrap this up.”

As her words fell, a golden magical aura enveloped Airael once more.

While enduring the lingering pain in her body, she charged at the four Warrior Lords.

In that moment, her speed reached unprecedented heights, so much so that the elves could only catch glimpses of her fleeting silhouette, witnessing a streak of golden light soaring across the arena.

In the blink of an eye, before the four Warrior Lords could fully react, Airael’s attacks struck one after another, sending them reeling backward.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!

The sounds echoed in succession.

First was Sel and Derek, who were relatively unscathed, followed by the more beleaguered Tugur and Radis.

What blistering speed!

Although they had previously encountered Airael’s speed, it was this flurry of attacks that truly made Mason and Smir realize what speed truly meant.

Not only was her movement swift, but her attacks were rapid as well.

Under these circumstances, their strategy of mutual support completely fell apart.

Celia and the others in the stands could hardly contain their smiles at this display.

“So, do you still want to keep fighting?”

Airael paused her assault on Mason and Smir, turning to face them instead.

“Your Majesty, we won’t give up unless you completely defeat us!”

Mason responded resolutely.

As if in response to his words, the Warrior Lords struggled to stand back up.

“Alright, then let’s see how long you can last!”

With those words, the golden light enveloped Airael once more.

Her speed hit its peak again.

Watching this unfold, Mason spoke up, “The key here is the supporting magic that Her Majesty has cast on herself; we need to break her magic.”

The four Warrior Lords immediately focused their gazes on the anti-magic swords in their hands.

If they could land a hit on Airael, the unique properties of their swords would surely dispel her supporting magic.

Their hopes were lofty.

However, Airael’s speed was simply beyond their capabilities; unable to match Airael’s pace meant they couldn’t strike at her, and thus her magical enhancements remained intact.