Chapter 88: A Dazzling Match

Although Moss obtained a satisfying victory, there were too many matches for the more popular contestants in the afternoon. Moss had just shone like a star, but the other contestants immediately overshadowed him.

It was no wonder there were sixty-four matches in the afternoon, and sixteen matches appeared on the same screen simultaneously. The audience would undoubtedly prioritize the more popular participants.

This afternoon, the top five teams that would make an appearance were the Super Whirlwinds, Crimson Fires, Youth Forces, Invincibles, and Mighty Winds.

Captain Miller of the Super Whirlwinds was among the favorites who received the most attention. When the sixteen matches of the first round ended, the audience cheered even more enthusiastically. They knew that Captain Miller was about to make his grand entrance.

Thunderous applause and cheers echoed as they chanted Miller’s name. When the arena readjusted, the second-round contestants entered the arena with aid from the spherical drones.

The stadium was once again in an uproar.

“Look, Miller is in Arena 10! He’s so tall and cool!”

“Miller is too famous. His arena footage is even taking up most of the screen!”

“The spectators are already surrounding Arena 10. At least half of the entire participants have gathered to watch Miller.”

“I really like Miller. I enjoyed his performance in the team Mystic Realm competition. After two and a half days of waiting, I can finally see him again!”

The audience talked about Miller’s appearance and expressed their love for him without hesitation.

With the sound of earth-shaking drums, the second round of the individual Player Kill competition began.

Miller, who wore noble attire, had his hands behind his back as he arrogantly looked at David, the Wine Mage from Number Twelve High. Miller’s tall and sturdy figure, long golden hair, and disdainful gaze gave off a powerful and oppressive aura.

David was aware of Miller’s strength, so he dared not be negligent. He was busy doing something as soon as he entered the arena.

Transparent bubble-like spheres surrounded David as bottles and jars covered his body. Miller quietly watched, not intending to stop his opponent from creating potions. He even made provocative gestures at David from time to time.

Seeing as his opponent had no intentions of attacking, Miller took the initiative to charge forward. He instantly drew his two dark gold swords, spiraling toward the Wine Mage. He executed his dark gold swords to perfection as if they were his arms, flexible and at ease.

Just as the dark gold swords were about to hit the Wine Mage, David pushed two bubbles toward the dark gold swords.

Boom!

The bubbles instantly exploded, creating friction in the air when the two dark gold swords pierced them. The dark gold swords flew off course due to the explosion. The dramatic scene caused a heated discussion among the audience.

“That Wine Mage is no pushover. He remains calm even when faced with the crowd favorite.”

“Indeed, David isn’t a simpleton. He turned his wine into bubbles of ethanol gas. He also calculated the friction between the swords and the bubbles, creating enough sparks to cause an explosion.”

“That Wine Mage can execute his techniques so skillfully. You can see that he has studied all of his skills thoroughly. If he can fully utilize his skills, he might even perfect his class.”

The audience was generally confident in the Wine Mage. Even the arrogant Miller nodded in satisfaction at David.

Following that, Miller increased his strength and the speed at which he controlled his sword. His movements also became increasingly unpredictable. Whenever David tried to block his sword with a bubble, Miller’s sword would nimbly dodge it.

Then Miller’s dark gold swords continued their onslaught on the Wine Mage. David immediately felt the turbulence created by Miller’s swords. David’s expression changed, but he refused to admit defeat.

David used his skill again, filling the area around him with bubbles, forming a protective bubble layer. Before the bubbles closed in, he threw the bottles and cans hanging around his clothes toward Miller.

However, Miller was the crowd favorite for a reason, so naturally, he had a strong foundation. His dark gold swords flew into the bubble before it could close completely.

Although David tried his best to knock one of the flying swords out of its trajectory, he was helpless against the other sword. He stopped resisting when one of the swords flew toward his neck.

The bubbles surrounding the Wine Mage burst instantly. Everyone noticed that the flying sword had left an extended cut on David’s neck. Although it was an extended cut, David didn’t bleed. The sword only cut through the first layer of David’s skin.

The Wine Mage touched his neck as he revealed an anxious expression. Then he knelt in defeat and said, “I’ve lost. I admire your strength, Miller.”

The audience was impressed by Miller’s fantastic performance, and the atmosphere in the stadium became lively again.

“Miller has outstanding sword control! His speed, angle, and strength are perfect!”

“He left an extended cut on his opponent’s neck, but he didn’t make him bleed. That’s impressive, to say the least.”

“Miller is indeed worthy of being the crowd favorite!”

The audience was generous with their praise. They shamelessly expressed their admiration for Miller’s excellent techniques.

While the audience discussed Miller’s battle, Miss Aisha watched the battle between the Holy Alchemist, Deng Lun, and the Archer from Number Six High in Arena 9.

Miss Aisha quickly recorded what she saw in her notebook while adjusting the angle of her video recording phone from time to time.

A moment later, Miss Aisha frowned as her face turned unsightly when she saw Deng Lun defeating the Archer in less than half of Moss’s time.

…

Time would always fly by when one watched an intense match. Three hours seemed to pass in the blink of an eye that afternoon, but the audience wanted more. However, all one hundred and twenty-eight individual Player Kill matches ended on the first day.

The crowd favorites made a good start for themselves. While the various schools were glad that their students had won, they began to plan their next moves.