Chapter 84: Moss Appeared! He Must’ve Been Careless!

Mill’s stunning appearance also caused a heated discussion among the audience.

“That Fire Mage is so powerful!”

“She is indeed powerful. I noticed her when we were in the team Mystic Realm competition. As the team leader, her control and attack power are outstanding. She even conquered the two-star Mystic Realm.”

“I bet she can make it to the top four!”

“Several experts have yet to appear in the arena, yet you’re saying that. You’re just betting on her beauty, right?”

Considering the audience’s discussion, one could see that they had already recognized Mill’s strength, and she attracted quite a lot of attention.

At the same time, the various school viewing areas were also speaking amongst themselves.

“Isn’t that the school bell from White Deer High? She’s so beautiful, and her combat ability is amazing! I truly envy her!”

“Mill is a team captain that’s gorgeous and intelligent!”

“Goddess Mill, from today onward, I’ll be your follower! I’ll never change my mind!”

“She only won one match. It’s not like she won the entire competition. What’s so great about her?”

“You’re right. Mill’s skills are just so-so compared to her beauty.”

The students made envious comments toward Mill. Of course, most male students praised her, while the female students were envious.

Moss also witnessed Mill’s stunning performance. However, with just a few moves, Moss could already tell there was a massive gap between Mill and her opponent. Therefore, he went to the other arenas to watch the other contestants’ performances in actual combat.

After looking around, Moss returned to Arena 25. He became increasingly excited because it was his turn in the next match. While waiting, he also looked at the two people fighting in the arena.

After recalling the information he read, Moss quickly recognized that one of the two people in the match was a Beast Exorcist from Number Seven High, and the other person was a Berserker from Number Three High.

The two were of the same level, and their overall strength was comparable. Therefore, the battle was exceptionally fierce.

The Berserker from Number Three High was the first to knock his opponent off the arena, and the spectators below gave warm applause to the Berserker who had just won.

Then five minutes later, the staff cleaned up Arena 25, and the referee called Moss’s name.

Moss stretched and slowly approached the arena. The screen flashed, and Moss’s figure appeared on the ninth portion of the screen.

“Hey, isn’t that the Knight from White Deer High? He’s in the arena too!” Someone in the audience shouted but only attracted the attention of a few people. But on the contrary, the discussions about Moss were quite heated.

“What’s so great about Knights? They have sixteen matches, but I can’t even watch them. I don’t have time to watch a Knight’s match.”

“This Knight isn’t like the others. His team was the first to complete the first stage of the team Mystic Realm competition two days ago. They did it quicker than the Super Whirlwinds.”

“They just got lucky, that’s all. Don’t take that team so seriously. Knights will always just be Knights. They’re nothing special than having slightly stronger offense and defense.”

The audience talked a lot about Knights, but they weren’t optimistic about that class. After all, this is a world where people judge you for your class. People have ingrained their opinions about Knights for decades, and it would be difficult to change their mindsets.

Moss began his first individual Player Kill match in the annual school professional competition when the referee blew his whistle. His opponent was an Archer from Number Six High.

Moss knew this Archer was good at using Arrow Rain through the information Miss Aisha compiled. Moreover, the Archer was swift and agile. He practiced short sword surprise attacks and close combat. The Archer could do hand-to-hand combat and shoot arrows from afar.

Moss calmed down with these considerations in mind. He could further investigate his opponent’s strength through the exchange of attacks.

The Archer wasn’t as patient as Moss. He was extremely excited when he saw the results of his draw. Since he faced a knight, he thought it would be as easy as the first stage of the team Mystic Realm competition and only needed to play three matches.

The Archer’s main goal was to fight with the famous Holy Alchemist, Deng Lun, in the same group. As soon as the Archer went on stage, he wanted to end the match quickly and have more time to prepare for his other three matches.

“Arrow Rain!”

Moss heard the Archer’s loud shout and saw five to six arrows shooting toward him. But he remained still, wanting to see how his upgraded Shield of Faith would perform.

A shield as tall as two people combined appeared before Moss with a flash of light.

“Dang! Dang! Dang!

The arrows hit the shield. Moss looked at the shield, saw only five to six dots, and became excited. The Shield of Faith was indeed powerful. It could resist twenty times the strength of his own body, which was ten tons of force.

Moss instantly knew his opponent’s strength, but he wanted to see how long the shield could stay up. Moss stood still, counted his opponent’s arrows, and observed how much damage the shield could take.

While Moss focused on his observations, the Archer on the opposite side changed his battle strategy. He shot ten more arrows and quickly closed the gap between him and Moss.

‘Is the Archer going to give up on his advantageous long-range attacks and engage in close combat?’

The Archer’s short sword swung toward Moss’s back in just a moment. Moss felt a strong gust of wind coming from behind. He didn’t move his previous shield and summoned another one instead.

Bang!

The Archer’s short sword hit the shield with great inertia. He was stunned when the shield blocked his sword and couldn’t understand why the Knight would summon two shields.

Moss quickly picked up the first shield and smacked the Archer with it as the Archer hesitated.

Moss was too fast for the Archer. Although the Archer snapped out of his hesitation, it was already too late. He instinctively opened his palms to block Moss’s shield, but he wasn’t as strong as Moss.

Moss’s arms could exert five hundred kilograms of force without the help of his Thunderstrike.

The Archer made the wrong decision, and Moss taught him a vivid lesson. The Archer felt numbness spread from his palm to his body as his palm collided with the shield. His entire body froze in place.

Moss didn’t hesitate. He turned around and kicked the Archer out of the arena. The Archer was out of bounds, so the referee declared that Moss had won the battle.

Moss won his first fight in one fell swoop. The battle was swift and clean, attracting the spectators’ attention.

“Wow! That Knight defeated an Archer!”

“T-That’s not possible. If the Archer kept suppressing the Knight from a distance, he would’ve rendered the Knight useless.”

“An Archer with immense agility lost to a Knight?!”

“The Archer was too anxious and careless!”

Some of the players who saw Moss’s victory began to analyze the reason for the Archer’s defeat.