Chapter 121: Suppression

Chapter 121: Suppression

“Watch out! Uncle!”

Airael cheerfully reminded the middle-aged Mage huddled in the corner of the arena.

She was confident of her victory in this battle, and now it was time to truly enjoy the fight!

Without caring whether he heard her, Airael lifted her Staff and pointed it at the middle-aged Mage. Around her, countless Ice Spears began to form.

The Ice Spears looked incredibly sharp and radiated an eerie coldness all around.

These Ice Spears were an upgrade from the Ice Arrows.

Naturally, their power was even more formidable.

With so many Ice Spears aimed at him, the middle-aged Mage undoubtedly felt immense pressure.

Just looking at those countless Ice Spears made one’s scalp tingle with fear!

But the middle-aged Mage wasn’t going to give up just yet.

He’d been through too much to exit the stage like this in such a pathetic manner!

Enduring the chilling assault, the middle-aged Mage began to cast his spell.

As he got into the zone, he no longer felt as cold.

“Fire!”

Seeing the middle-aged Mage focused on his magic, Airael decided it was time to attack.

First, several Ice Spears flew from her command, aimed straight at the middle-aged Mage.

His eyes remained calm as he watched the incoming Ice Spears.

Now in a confident state, he radiated mystery and self-assurance.

Airael, who had been observing him, frowned slightly.

Though she was unsure if he was putting on a show, as his opponent, it genuinely irritated her.

On the verge of “death,” yet still acting tough—doesn’t he fear a lightning strike?

Of course, it could very well be that he genuinely had confidence.

In any case, regardless of the possibilities, Airael was seriously annoyed.

She was the one with overwhelming assurance of victory in this fight.

While everyone watched, just as Airael’s Ice Spear was about to hit him, a wall of flames rose up in front of the middle-aged Mage.

With a “boom,” the Ice Spears collided with the fiery barrier and swiftly melted away.

Meanwhile, the intense heat from the fire was pushing away the surrounding icy domain.

“Give it to me, suppress it!”

Airael shouted with vigor, suddenly channeling more energy.

With her backing, the icy domain immediately regained its footing and began to hold its ground against the fire barrier, gradually reclaiming lost territory.

Though the process was slow, it was indeed happening!

This meant that regaining lost ground was merely a matter of time for the icy domain supported by Airael.

And at that point, the middle-aged Mage would be in even greater danger.

It was pretty much a decisive move for the outcome of the battle!

Airael was very confident in this.

Her Magic Power reserves were undoubtedly among the strongest at her level.

Even if faced with higher tier opponents, she believed she wouldn’t have much trouble.

However, Airael wanted to speed up the process.

While supporting the icy domain, she also split her focus to keep launching Ice Spears at the middle-aged Mage.

Though he blocked them all with his fiery barrier, this action weakened the barrier and drained the middle-aged Mage’s energy.

This was paving the way for a swift conclusion to the battle.

As I said, in terms of stamina, she wasn’t worried!

And for the middle-aged Mage, this was a legitimate threat.

I’m simply bullying you because your magic reserves can’t compare to mine!

For those Mages with lesser talent, this was quite frustrating.

What could they do? They were simply born inferior!

Though the talent-related disparity in magic reserves didn’t solely determine the outcome, the performance under pressure was still key.

Airael was cautious of this point.

Despite her longer life, her combat experience wasn’t necessarily vast.

The opponent’s battle experience surely wasn’t worse than hers.

The initial advantage she had was merely due to the opponent’s unfamiliarity with her, securing an information gap.

Now, with the enemy serious and somewhat aware of her abilities, they posed a real threat.

The middle-aged Mage, while resisting Airael’s attacks, was indeed thinking of some ace up his sleeve.

But such last-minute desperation often reaped low rewards.

Unless he were the protagonist!

Or someone was giving him plot armor.

Yet, though the middle-aged Mage wasn’t the main character and no one was boosting him, having come this far meant he wasn’t a simple foe by any means.

Quickly, he thought of a workable strategy for his current predicament.

His main crisis was the pervasive icy domain, not Airael’s Ice Spears.

Since the icy field was the primary threat, he needed to find a way to tackle that first and then see if he could deal with everything else.

As for how to dismantle the icy domain…

The middle-aged Mage had his own methods.

Little did he know that this seemingly wrong move would become the very straw that broke the camel’s back, leading to his downfall!

With a sigh, while maintaining the fire barrier, the middle-aged Mage started to spread his focus to cast other spells.

Unbeknownst to him, this diversion weakened the fire barrier significantly.

This undoubtedly gave Airael an opening.

Noticing this change after one attack, Airael immediately surged her assault.

It was better to end this quickly.

That way, the chances for unexpected turns would diminish!

What used to be a few Ice Spears launched in one go turned into a barrage of over ten!

As the number increased, so did the frequency!

The middle-aged Mage felt an enormous amount of pressure.

Under Airael’s relentless attacks, the fire barrier became fragile.

Though he sensed the mounting pressure long ago, this moment felt entirely different.

One misstep now, and he could lose to a mere junior like Airael.

Who knew if he would ever have the chance to wash away this disgrace?

Thus, the middle-aged Mage had no choice but to abandon the spells he had initially prepared and focus entirely on maintaining the fire barrier.

While the icy domain posed a threat, the fire barrier was his very foundation.

Without it, he would lose everything.

Naturally, he would succumb.

Seeing the middle-aged Mage so pinned down and unable to focus on anything else—only managing to barely protect himself—Airael couldn’t hide her delight.

As long as she maintained this, victory would soon be hers.

The mood among the Mages in the stands was quite complex as they observed the middle-aged Mage in dire straits.

Airael had indeed put on a dazzling show, but the one being defeated was from their Tower of the Archmage, and that reflected poorly on them too!