Wizard: I brought the wrong system.

Chapter 91 Shouldn't Have Been

The dark energy covering Knan Nabi's body quickly detached and formed four thick tentacles resembling those of an octopus.

Whoosh!
In an instant, the tentacles swiftly attacked with a sharp whistling sound, rapidly heading towards Yaro.

Although Yaro was prepared, he mistakenly thought that Kenan Nabi would charge at him.

They were unaware that Knan Nabi also had the ability to attack from a distance.

However, this energy was emanating from Knan Nabi's body, and it was impossible for him to cover a distance of more than ten meters in a flash.

Seeing the tentacles hurtling towards him, Yaro quickly came up with a plan to deal with them.

Let's test the power of these things first!

If the threat is not significant, then break through their encirclement, strike at the heart of the enemy, and kill Kronan Nabi, who has no energy defense left.

If the power is too great, then retreat first and continue to wear down and deplete Knan Nabi's energy.

Having made his decision, Yaro's right leg muscles throbbed, and in the instant the tentacles attacked, he crouched slightly, took a half-step forward, and swung his sword with both hands in a powerful strike.

"Advanced Skill - Slash!"

Even if you want to test the power of the tentacles, you can't just passively take a beating!

If Knan Nabi is allowed to perform at his best, he might fall into a disadvantageous position and be unable to recover.

By attacking instead of defending, and ambushing the tentacles before they arrive, one can also test the hardness and strength of these tentacles!
bass!
With a half-step of accumulated power, Yaro unleashed his full strength and severed the attacking tentacle in one swift motion!

But at that moment, the other three tentacles attacked.

'While the power of a single tentacle is not as great as Kronan Nabi's previous strength, it is still greater than the tentacle's own strength.'

'But after the tentacles formed, the hardness of this dark energy seemed to weaken.'

Just as Yaro reached his conclusion, without a moment's hesitation, three tentacles lashed out!

Draw your sword!

Yaro's mind was highly focused, and the surrounding situation suddenly slowed down in his eyes.

hack!
tease!
挑！
block!
……

Several tentacles thrashed wildly, whipping and attacking relentlessly.

Yaro's rapidly wielding knight's longsword transformed into a beam of light, protecting him completely!
Knan Nabi's face was contorted and ferocious, and from deep in his throat he let out a low growl of expectation and despair.

"I want to live!"

The whipping speed increased, kicking up countless plumes of dust.

Pebbles flew everywhere, and dust filled the air.

The place where Yaro stood stirred up countless dust particles.

Bang bang bang...!
Loud cracking of whips echoed wildly throughout the arena.

The audience cheered enthusiastically; they didn't care who won or lost, they just wanted to see blood.

"Kill him, that's it!"

"Crush him into mincemeat!"

"Faster, you idiot! You haven't even broken through his defenses!"

"This feels so good, I love this feeling."

……

Amidst the dust, Yarrow remained composed, his longsword dancing rapidly thanks to his powerful reflexes.

The worn-out knight's longsword always appears in front of the tentacles at the most opportune moment.

"Qiang Qiang Qiang!"

The dull thumping continued, sweat soaked Yaro's back, and his wrists were numb from the constant pounding, but he gritted his teeth and remained silent, letting the sweat seep into his eyes.

The minimum magic power for an intermediate wizard apprentice is 200, and the maximum is 400.

Although there may be individual differences, the deviation will not be too large.

This amount of magic is naturally a lot for a novice apprentice; a level zero spell can be cast at least 200 times.

In other words, if these magical powers were used to cast spells, the overwhelming spells would be enough to tear Aro to pieces.

But these magical powers are simply released, perhaps mimicking the structure of shadow creatures.

As a shadow wizard, Koknan Nabi's magic naturally possesses certain attributes of the shadow element, which are naturally weakened in bright environments.

Moreover, magic is inherently easy to dissipate. All spells use magic to manipulate the physical world to produce effects. When Kronan Nabi directly releases his body, it will also cause a dissipation phenomenon.

As Yaro continued to slash at it, the power of the tentacles weakened, and its thick body became thinner.

'These magical tentacles are rapidly weakening; what other options does Kronan Nabi have?'

Sensing the degree of fatigue in his own muscles, Yaro immediately made a judgment.

'I can't go on, my muscles have reached their limit!' Taking advantage of the brief moment when the tentacles were alternating, Yaro found a slight opportunity.

"Instant Technique!"

The earth magic trick, Trip Down, was immediately cast, appearing on the forefoot of Aro and creating a clod of earth that tilted backwards for him.

He pushed off with both legs, his body leaping backward into the air, quickly escaping the range of the tentacles' attack.

A loud chorus of boos erupted from the audience, but the sounds were blocked by the surrounding barriers and did not affect Yaro.

"Fufufu...!"

He was breathing heavily, and large beads of sweat kept falling from his forehead.

The rapid counterattack consumed too much of the body's energy, causing a large amount of heat to be generated in the muscles.

Sweating at this time is not a bad thing; it's actually helping to lower the temperature of the muscles.

Otherwise, excessively high body temperature can damage bodily organs.

'Luckily, I successfully launched a sneak attack earlier and severed one of his legs; otherwise, I really wouldn't have had any good ideas to deal with his current offensive.'

After resting for a moment, Yaro stared intently at Kenan Nabi and questioned him in a cold voice:
"You want to live?"

"You want to live, so you have to kill me?"

"You want to live, so you have to oppose me?"

"If you want to live, then go ahead and live. What's it to you?"

Kenan Nabi was disheveled and looked extremely listless. Several dark tentacles retracted to his sides as he toyed with a metal sphere, and he laughed with a desolate expression.

“I shouldn’t be here. I should be in the Heart of the Jungle, becoming a true Wizard of Truth, instead of staying in this filthy and disgusting Owl Academy with you lowly battle wizards!”

A glint of longing flashed in Kenan Nabi's eyes, and he whispered again:

"I will forge new paths for wizards, rather than stagnate by learning outdated knowledge!"

“I shouldn’t do things that are as despicable as flies and maggots.”

Knan Nabi's voice gradually rose in pitch.

"I should have been in the clean and bright library, studying quietly!"

"I shouldn't be in this arena. I should have my own research lab."

"I will quietly conduct research in the laboratory and explore the truth of the world."

"I will earnestly, carefully, and sincerely search for the cause of each problem."

"I may have companions, or I may have partners. We may study the same problem together. We may argue. We may stay together and discuss progress."

"Even without companions, it doesn't matter, there are still endless truths waiting for me to explore."

"I will stay in the lab and keep doing research."

"Until—my future self raises the throne!"

"To become that radiant, noble Star Wizard who shines throughout the world!"

Yaro's breathing gradually calmed down, and he watched the metal sphere in Knan Nabi's hand warily.

He recognized the origin of that thing.

That's—a Exploding Flint!
Hearing Kenan Nabi's words, Yaro laughed sarcastically, "A true strongman would never blame his environment. As long as you have a strong heart, you can continue to grow strong no matter where you are."

"What do you know!"

Knan Nabi retorted in a hoarse voice, looked up at the white light in the sky, and stared blankly for a moment, his expression constantly changing.

"Hehe... Hahaha... Waaaaah!"

Crying, laughing, resentment, hatred!

A simple face, yet filled with complex emotions.

Kenan Nabi slumped down in despair, letting out a ghostly wail, as if lamenting and yearning, as if weeping and pleading.

"tutor!"

Why did I have to meet you?!

"tutor!"

Why are you trying to control me?!

"tutor--"

"Why!"