Divine Seal: I, the Grim Reaper, am kept by the yandere Cai'er.

Chapter 31 What makes you say that?

Lin Xin was startled and immediately frantically channeled his spiritual power into the fire shield to reinforce it.

However, Sima Xian's movements did not falter in the slightest. His attack failed to shatter the target, and the fervor in his eyes only intensified.

"Smash it for me!"

Sima Xian roared repeatedly, his dark staff transforming into a black whirlwind, swirling and slashing left and right.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"

A barrage of attacks rained down on the fire shield, sending sparks flying and flames billowing. The entire arena trembled slightly under Sima Xian's terrifying brute force.

"Did this guy grow up eating magical beasts?!" Lin Xin cursed under his breath, his blood churning from the shockwave behind the fire shield. He knew he couldn't continue passively taking hits; he had to create distance!

"Resist the ring of fire!"

With a wave of his staff, Lin Xin unleashed a violent ring of flame from his body, carrying a powerful thrust, attempting to forcefully repel Sima Xian, who was standing almost within reach.

Faced with the overwhelming ring of fire, Sima Xian did not retreat but advanced.

The golden gem embedded at the top of his staff suddenly lit up, and a dazzling white light instantly rippled out, crashing into the ring of fire resistance!

Priest Skill - Holy Light Blast!

"Boom!"

The red flames and the white holy light collided violently in mid-air, unleashing a deafening roar.

A violent energy ripple swept around, and the Resist Fire Ring and Holy Light Blast simultaneously dissipated in mid-air, turning into countless points of light.

Sima Xian stood firmly in place, not retreating an inch, his large, bell-like eyes filled with bloodthirsty fighting spirit.

Lin Xin, on the other hand, was completely dumbfounded.

"Are you kidding me?! Is this guy really not a soldier in disguise?!" Lin Xin roared inwardly.

A priest, not only possessing absurdly great strength, was even able to withstand his Ring of Fire Resistance with Holy Light Blast?

Seeing Sima Xian snatch that deadly black stick again and smash it down, Lin Xin was completely speechless.

He dared not hold back any longer and quickly chanted the incantation.

"Buzz"

A thick, almost tangible, golden-red light shield instantly enveloped his entire body.

Mysterious magical runes flowed across the surface of the light shield, radiating a heart-palpitatingly high temperature.

Fifth-tier defensive magic—Elemental Fire Shield!

"Hmph, the elemental fire shield is complete. Let's see how you break through my defense!" Lin Xin, hiding inside the light barrier, finally regained a sense of security and shouted through gritted teeth.

"Elemental fire shield? That's bullshit! I'm going to smash it to pieces today!"

Sima Xian looked disdainful, and the staff in his hand once again transformed into a sky full of staff shadows, whistling through the wind, and smashed hard against the golden-red light barrier.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom—"

In an instant, the spiritual energy fluctuations within the training ground surged violently, and deafening roars echoed continuously.

However, in stark contrast to the lively blacksmithing scene on the ring, the audience was deathly silent.

Everyone was stunned.

Lu Xi sat in the audience, covering her face with her hands in anguish, unable to bear watching.

He buried his head deep in his knees, feeling an intense sense of embarrassment shooting from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.

This is utterly disgraceful! The Priests' Temple has completely lost face today because of this bald man!

In the contestant area, although Cai'er was blind, through Bai Ye's vivid and even slightly snickering live broadcast in her mind, she had completely sketched out the absurd scene on the stage.

If she weren't still maintaining her aloof persona, she probably would have burst out laughing long ago.

"What... what on earth is going on?" Cai'er's beautiful face was filled with disbelief. "A battle between a mage and a priest, and the priest is wielding a stick and launching a frenzied attack, while the mage is hiding in a turtle shell and desperately defending? These two are absolutely bizarre!"

The battle continues on the training grounds.

Lin Xin continuously poured spiritual power into the elemental fire shield, and even occasionally cast a few low-level defensive spells; while Sima Xian, like a tireless blacksmith, huffed and puffed as he swung his staff and frantically smashed the shield.

As she watched, Lu Xi, who was covering her face in the audience, suddenly realized that something was wrong.

"Wait—" Lu Xi suddenly raised his head, staring intently at Lin Xin on the arena, a hint of doubt flashing in his eyes. "Why is this Magic Number One casting defensive spells the whole time? He's a fifth-tier fire mage! A few exploding fireballs or fire resistance rings would have been enough to force Sima Xian back, wouldn't they? Why isn't he casting any offensive spells? Could it be—he doesn't know how?!"

Just as this utterly absurd thought popped into Lu Xi's mind, the referee on the stage suddenly raised his right hand.

"stop!"

The referee's voice rang out loudly amidst the roar of the engines, "Ten minutes are up! According to the rules, the priest has lasted ten minutes. The priest, Temple Sima Xian, wins this match!"

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Sima Xian stopped what he was doing, slammed his staff into the ground, and gasped for breath. His bald head was covered in sweat, but his eyes gleamed with excitement.

Lin Xin, who was hiding inside the elemental fire shield, went berserk upon hearing this verdict.

He abruptly removed his fire shield, pointed at Sima Xian, and loudly protested to the referee, "Referee! This is unfair!"

He couldn't break through my defenses at all, not even a hair on my head. How can he be considered the winner?!

The referee rolled his eyes, glared at Lin Xin, and pointed at Sima Xian, saying, "Are you the priest or is he the priest? The rules were clearly stated from the beginning: the priest wins if he lasts ten minutes! Ten minutes are up, understand? You two oddballs, get off here right now and stop making a fool of yourselves!"

"Hahahahaha!"

Upon hearing the referee's words, Sima Xian burst into arrogant laughter.

He hoisted the black staff, gave Lin Xin the middle finger, and taunted, "You idiot! I'm a priest! As long as I stand here for ten minutes without falling, I win! You'll be so pissed off!"

Lin Xin then realized as if waking from a dream that he had been tricked by the rules!

He looked at Sima Xian's arrogant back and was so angry that he trembled all over. His handsome face turned red and he was about to go crazy.

Meanwhile, Lu Xi, who had been hoping to see Sima Xian make a fool of himself, was now completely enraged.

He had hoped to see Sima Xian get thoroughly humiliated by a fifth-tier mage and become the laughingstock of the entire audience.

And what happened? He actually watched helplessly as this bald bastard, in an extremely thuggish and absurd way, ushered in the highlight of his life, and brazenly defeated a fifth-level mage!

"Heavens above! Is there any justice left?!" Lu Xi sighed, looking up at the sky, tears welling up in his eyes.