Chapter 66: End of the Trials
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Amon's team's second match was against a second-year team. This time, he didn't make a move. Yan Jin and Lei Yin, as the main attackers, with Ilya's support, finished the battle in no time.
Apart from a minor mishap on the field, where Bing Lan accidentally froze Romier into an ice sculpture, there were no other complications.
They got a bye in the third round, and in the fourth round, the final, they encountered acquaintances, Brady and others from the same class.
Amon intended to conjure up a seat as usual, but Romier actually beat him to it, creating a large seat with a barrier: "Captain Amon, please have a seat."
Seeing his action, Amon was slightly stunned, and Bi Da'er and Ilya looked even more incredulous.
"No way? The nasty Romier is actually trying to please someone?" Bi Da'er said in surprise.
"Amazing," Ilya said softly.
"What I do is none of your business?" Romier said, picking his nose and squinting at them with contempt. "I've decided, I'll follow the captain from now on."
Amon smiled and naturally sat on the large dark purple seat, leaning back against the chair.
Brady saw his posture without any surprise or anger, just watching very calmly.
Zhu Youzhi stood in the referee's position, said a lot of warm-up words, and then announced the official start of the match.
To everyone's surprise, Brady's teammates left the arena at the first moment.
"What do you mean by this?" Bi Da'er's eyes darkened slightly.
Brady smiled. "I know we've already lost this match. There's no need to fight at all, but I want to know the gap between you and me."
He stared at Amon, his eyes filled with fighting spirit. Although most of the time, Brady was a rational person, prioritizing pros and cons, and weighing gains and losses.
But he was also a young man, and he had hardly ever failed. He was proud and arrogant. Being left behind by his peers in terms of overall team strength, he would naturally feel unwilling. Even if he lost, he wanted to lose clearly.
"Give me a chance to duel you alone." His gaze was like that of a young lion about to challenge the lion king.
"Hey, who do you think you are? Even I haven't dared to challenge Amon for a while," Yan Jin stepped forward, blocking Brady.
Amon raised his right hand, touching the upper and lower edges of his monocle with his index finger and thumb, and chuckled:
"Since you insist, I'll give you this opportunity. Yan Jin, step back."
"Oh, okay," Yan Jin nodded, and then jumped off the stage from the side.
The others exchanged glances and left as well.
Zhu Youzhi's commentary also sounded:
"It seems that something unexpected has happened on the stage. The members of both teams have left the field, leaving the stage to their respective captains…"
"Is this to determine the ownership of the championship with a duel between the captains?"
"Although it's a bit inconsistent with the concept of a team battle, the academy doesn't stipulate that it can't be done. If both sides agree to this method, it seems feasible."
Most of the Spectator was looking forward to Yan Jin's fight, and were slightly disappointed to see this, but some people were even more expectant.
After all, Amon has always been mysterious. No one has seen him make a move since the competition started, and no one has seen him show his martial soul!
After Bi Da'er left, the barrier seat naturally dissipated, and Amon stood up, watching Brady's martial soul take over, transforming into a lion-faced, human-bodied demihuman.
"Brady, level 38, power attack system Battle Soul Elder!"
"Amon, level 40, auxiliary system Battle Soul Elder."
Although Amon was just standing there leisurely, not looking like he was about to fight at all, Brady didn't dare to be careless.
He used his strongest means as soon as he came up, and the third soul skill lit up.
Amon's eyes narrowed slightly. In fact, he had already used his third soul skill, but all the "expressiveness" of the soul power was stolen by the first soul skill, so it was completely invisible from the outside.
Amon's third soul skill, the active skill, is a continuous skill. During the skill's duration, he can predict the opponent's skill one second in advance.
And according to the level comparison between the two sides, he can "discern" the effect and loopholes of the opponent's skill.
Under the effect of "discernment," most of the effect of the soul skill that Brady was about to use was analyzed by him one second in advance.
Amon calmly materialized his soul power, forming a gray, translucent shield covering his whole body.
"That is… Romier's barrier?" Bettman on the stage looked surprised.
"No, it shouldn't be. It's just a similar skill. No wonder that Romier joined their team. His combat method of deforming and reshaping the barrier into a weapon should have been learned from Amon," Cheng Shiyang analyzed, supporting his chin.
Brady opened his mouth, and invisible sound waves spewed out of his mouth. Wherever it passed, the arena shattered and dust flew.
"Lion's Roar!"
The sound waves hit Amon's shield, setting off layers of ripples.
Amon just kept inputting soul power, making the shield thicker and stronger.
His materialized soul power defense was naturally not as good as Romier's barrier martial soul. When facing the same attack, Romier might only need to consume one unit of soul power to resist, while Amon might have to consume five or even ten units of soul power to achieve the same effect.
But that didn't matter. Amon had the most soul power. The more than one hundred level 30 time worms he carried with him could continuously replenish him.
Brady's "Lion's Roar" was also a continuous attack skill. As long as he kept inputting soul power, the sound waves would not stop.
But until his soul power was exhausted, he failed to make even the slightest crack appear on the shield in front of Amon.
Looking at Amon, who was still calm and smiling, having blocked his strongest attack head-on, a trace of confusion flashed in Brady's eyes.
This gap was so big that it felt unreal!
If Yan Jin was a rushing volcano, allowing people to see its violent power at a glance, then Amon was an boundless sea, calm but with no visible border.
Amon raised his right hand, snapped his fingers, and threw a "deception" at the opponent.
Brady had already begun to doubt himself and his talent. His thinking was further affected, his expression began to become dull, and his eyes lost focus.
Amon raised his arm, straightened his thumb and index finger, and a small amount of soul power gathered.
"Bang!"
A low-power air bullet exploded on Brady's chest.
He was hit by the air wave and staggered backward, sitting down on the ground.
The pain brought Brady back to his senses. Noticing his current embarrassment, he sighed and raised his right hand, shouting:
"I give up."
Sparse applause rang out in the audience, unenthusiastic.
From the perspective of expressiveness, Amon's battle was not exciting, and there was no passion at all.
There was no sense of impact and shock like Yan Jin's battle, nor the skill-displaying artistry of Lei Yin. He just used the ordinary soul power materialized defense and the huge total amount of soul power to crush the opponent.
And his opponent would experience a sense of powerlessness that no matter how hard they struggled, they would have no chance of winning.
Zhu Youzhi announced the result loudly:
"It seems that the winner has been decided. The intra-academy selection competition team competition ends here. Amon's team has won the victory."
"They will take this honor and represent our academy to participate in the Continental Advanced Soul Master Academy Elite Competition in a year. Now, let us give the winners a warm applause!"
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