Wizard: I Have a Game Panel-Chapter 436 - 299: Lor’s Satisfaction (Part 2)

But they were clearly not of the same race.

This could only mean one thing, that the flesh system creature on the opposite side must be very strong!

"His spectators are almost over eighty thousand. I can’t be that unlucky to have encountered a relatively strong Tier Six, Eight Stars starting from zero star ranking challenge, right?" The Metal Dragon couldn’t help but mutter inwardly, while desperately stimulating its elemental energy to form a deep black energy defense shield on its surface.

No matter what, one can’t admit defeat in the arena, after all, a full fight is inevitable.

[15...

5...

0.]

When the arena’s countdown hit zero, the Metal Dragon slightly spread its wings, guarding in front and assuming a defensive stance.

Its strongest suit is defense. With the situation unclear, it naturally has to proceed cautiously.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, the giant enveloped in layers of ominous energy opposite it suddenly crooked a finger and said in a contemptuous tone, "Come, attack me with all your might. I won’t retaliate; if you can push me back a step, I’ll self-destruct and let you win."

Metal Dragon: "..."

It had seen arrogance before, but never this much.

Even if this guy is Tier Six, Eight Stars, could it not even make him move half a step back?

...

Outside the arena.

All living beings who had heard about the Tier Six, Nine Stars potential Space Faction prodigy entering the arena and came to see the excitement suddenly halted their searching glances and focused their attention inside the arena.

"Gosh, this guy is a bit arrogant, isn’t he afraid of capsizing?"

"After all, it’s a Tier Six, Eight Stars from the flesh system, it’s not that easy to capsize, right?"

"You don’t understand, the material defense of the flesh system might be strong, but what he said is to make him step back, not to injure him. The Metal Dragon may not be strong, but without retaliation, giving its all to make him move a distance shouldn’t be a problem."

"Indeed, haha, originally I came for that Nine Stars prodigy, yet I didn’t expect to witness such a fun scene, interesting."

"This guy isn’t afraid of embarrassing that Nine Stars prodigy either."

"I bet he can hold for ten seconds."

"I bet five seconds."

"I bet three seconds."

"Three seconds is exaggerated, I bet four seconds."

"I bet after being pushed back, he’ll get embarrassed and angrily kill that Metal Dragon with one slap."

The audience watched the arena with great interest, some predicting how many seconds Sanchez could hold, while others wondered if he would get embarrassed.

...

In a corner of the arena, inside the transparent light shield.

"Here it comes." Cody said expectantly, "I thought he had changed his nature, turns out he was waiting for this."

"Haha, those guys are still guessing if Sanchez will retreat." Jerald chimed in, "They simply don’t know how strong this guy’s physical body is. It’s simply a dream for a mere Tier Six, Two Stars Metal Dragon to push him."

"The Metal Dragon is moving, let’s watch the show." Dragon Bear Speaker Ada chuckled.

The members of the Wizard Alliance stopped talking and all turned expectantly towards the arena.

...

Inside the arena.

"Roar—"

The Metal Dragon’s eyes revealed a hint of joy, letting out a deafening roar, its wings spread wide, with streams of dark grey profound light swirling ceaselessly on the surface of its wings.

If it wins this fight, it will instantly earn nearly a million Illusion Dream Value.

A million Illusion Dream Value may not be much for a strong Tier Six Seven to Eight Stars, but for it, it’s definitely not little, at least worth a fight.

"Hoo—"

Momentum built, the Metal Dragon flapped its wings, dashing towards Sanchez like a meteor tearing through the void.

Around its wings, dark cracks faintly appeared, shallow traces left by forcibly tearing through space.

In an instant, it crossed five million miles, reaching Sanchez’s front, speed undiminished, head slightly lowered, wings closing together, forming a massive round sphere hurtling towards Sanchez’s head.

Sanchez calmly raised his right index finger, slowly yet swiftly, and placed it in front.

"Pop—"

In the next moment, the index finger collided with the metal sphere, the finger didn’t tremble a bit, yet the metal sphere formed by the Metal Dragon rebounded with a speed faster than its approach.

...

Outside the arena.

Those who had witnessed with their own eyes Sanchez flicking the Metal Dragon away with one finger were first stunned, then the place erupted.

"This..."

"How is that possible?"

"Oh my god."

"Didn’t seem like he used any Law Prototype, right?"

"How strong is his physical body?"

"Ridiculous, absolutely ridiculous, which major civilization are he and that Space Faction prodigy even from? Could I possibly witness the birth of a top major civilization, or even a Plane Sea Overlord civilization in my lifetime?"

Surprise, shock, disbelief, various emotions continuously intertwined in their hearts.

If this Tier Six, Eight Stars flesh system genius from the same civilization as the Space Faction prodigy had displayed a Law Prototype to resist the Metal Dragon’s attack, they could accept it a bit more.

But the fact is, he hadn’t shown any Law Prototype at all, not even that bizarre elemental energy, merely relying on an unbelievably strong physical body to flick the Metal Dragon away with a finger.

This ridiculous display made it hard for them to believe.

But the fact was right there in front of them, they had no choice but to believe.

It’s just ridiculous...

...

Inside the transparent light shield.

"That finger contained the strength of thousands of ordinary Bloodline Wizards." Dragon Bear Ada commented softly as she watched Sanchez bounce the reluctant Metal Dragon away repeatedly as if it were a bouncing ball.

"What, feeling envious?" Thousand-Eyed Spider Eddy asked with a smile.

"That’s a ridiculous thing to say..." Ada glanced at Eddy, "Aren’t you envious?"

"Envious, but all I can do is envy." Eddy sighed, "Not to mention my path can’t be changed, even if it could, I don’t have the confidence to endure the seemingly purgatory-like bloodline fusions time after time."

"Currently in the Wizard Alliance, he’s the only one who has endured through, being strong is only expected."

"Indeed." Ada thought of the Abyssal Wizards who were literally pained to death during their third or fourth bloodline fusion, causing her lips to quiver slightly.

This system is definitely strong, but the price for gaining power is frighteningly high, making even a small mistake can lead to death.

"Speaker Vincentia, if you were to fight Sanchez, who would win?" On the other side, Cody curiously asked Vincentia.

Upon these words, all discussions inside the transparent light shield ceased as everyone focused on Vincentia.

In fact, they also wanted to ask this question, but felt embarrassed to do so. Now, they could take advantage of Cody’s question for a peek at the answer.

"If it’s in the arena, I would definitely win."

Vincentia smiled, "As for reality, well, that depends on whether he could approach me with the help of the Power of Origin."

"If he can approach, he’ll injure me and I would die; if he can’t, he would die and I’d be unscathed."

In the arena, one can’t use the Power of Origin, Sanchez would surely die if he’s hit by his antimatter destructive energy cannon.

In reality, with the Power of Origin assisting, it might buy a little time, resulting in vastly different outcomes.

"I see." Cody nodded, then asked, "What if you faced Speaker Lole?"

Vincentia: "..."

He said nothing, simply looking quietly at Cody.

Sanchez’s methods and combat power were known to all in the Wizard Alliance.

While his methods, core members like Francis, Domenico, and Lole of the Wizard Alliance also knew.

However, Lole’s combat power and methods – aside from himself, no one knows for sure, so how can he compare?

Cody understood the meaning in Vincentia’s gaze and promptly turned to Lole, about to ask, but Lole preemptively said, "I probably wouldn’t lose, um, I wouldn’t lose to ’anyone’."

"Speaker Lole is indeed Speaker Lole, impressive!" Cody grinned, pretending to unintentionally ’mention’ with a slip of the tongue, "Looks like only when Speaker Domenico ascends to the Sixth Ring will anyone be able to surpass you."

"Ahem, Cody, what are you talking about?" Domenico quickly countered, "My path forward relies on Speaker Lole’s guidance, how could I think of surpassing him?"

"Speaker Cody, it seems you didn’t quite grasp what I said just now!" Lole glanced at Cody, a playful smile flashing on his face, then turned to Domenico, "Speaker Domenico, when you celebrate ascending to the Sixth Ring, remember to invite me. It’s been a while since we’ve gathered."

Cody’s old issues had surfaced again, but this time it hit his sweet spot.

This long-held statement finally had a chance to come out, satisfying!