Chapter 97: Turning Defeat Into Victory! The Guild Leader Wants to Meet With You

“That’s not good. Senior Moss is in danger!” Someone from the audience stands shouted.

Miss Aisha, who watched Moss’s match with worry, was shocked by this sudden shout. Her heart skipped a beat, and she couldn’t help but exclaim, “Ah! Watch out, Moss!”

Miss Aisha noticed that something was wrong when Mitchell made his move. She knew that Mitchell armed himself with new equipment. Number Two High had joined forces with Number Three High, making her even more worried.

Miss Aisha’s heart almost beat out of her chest as she clenched her sweaty fists. She shook her hands frantically as Mitchell attacked Moss, knowing that her precious student was in trouble.

Miss Aisha had already begun to imagine that Moss had lost and thought of ways to comfort him when she saw the Explosive Wolf use Wolf Howl while Mitchell continued his onslaught.

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Meanwhile, Moss felt the effects of Mitchell’s attribute attacks on the battlefield. He realized that the additional attribute properties on Mitchell’s equipment had already exceeded 20%.

Sensing the danger, Moss quickly left his opponents’ encirclement and found a more advantageous position. He wanted to buy some time and wait for the Power of Faith to build up. Moss’s judgment was correct.

“Awoo!” a deafening howl sounded.

The level thirteen Explosive Wolf activated its Wolf Howl while Mitchell launched a follow-up attack. Mitchell’s goal was to block Moss’s path, attempting to allow Wolf Howl to take effect.

Fortunately, Moss reacted at the right time. Mitchell would have gotten in his way if he were even half a second late, and Wolf Howl would have hit him.

Moreover, the ring that Miss Aisha gave Moss canceled out the 20% speed reduction status effect that came with Mitchell’s blue recovery belt. Otherwise, Mitchell and the Explosive Wolf would have trapped Moss under the speed reduction status effect.

After leaving Mitchell’s encirclement, Moss felt the numbness in his upper body gradually weakening. After experiencing the two-star black agility ring for three minutes, he no longer felt numb. Moss knew that his Power of Faith had played its role.

Moss also roughly estimated the value of Mitchell’s additional attribute properties, ‘It should be about 30% to 35%.’

Moss’s brain was working in overdrive as the information Miss Aisha gave him flashed before his eyes like a movie.

‘Yes! That’s it!’ Moss shouted excitedly in his heart since he found a flaw in Mitchell’s behavior. One would say it was a bad habit of Mitchell’s, immediately making Moss excited.

“Thunderstrike!”

Moss somersaulted backward and appeared behind the Explosive Wolf and Mitchell, who were chasing after him. A silver arc streaked past Mitchell as Moss aimed his two-star Frost Knight Holy Sword at Mitchell.

Mitchell wondered why the defensive Moss changed his strategy so suddenly. He thought that his attribute properties had affected Moss. However, as time progressed, Mitchell realized that his attribute properties on Moss became weaker and weaker till they dissipated entirely.

Now, Moss’s swift sword had already appeared before Mitchell, and he didn’t have time to overthink the situation. But due to Mitchell’s vanity, he refused to use such embarrassing dodging methods as rolling on the ground. Instead, he raised his sword to meet Moss’s sword.

Fortunately, Mitchell wore a blue recovery belt, which could reduce the damage he took by 25%. Otherwise, Moss’s five thousand kilogram attack would have knocked Mitchell out long ago.

In addition, Mitchell had the aid of his Explosive Wolf. If the wolf hadn’t sensed Moss’s attack, Moss’s sword would have completed its attack.

The Explosive Wolf went to its master’s aid, so Moss had to give up on his attack. Instead, he turned to the Explosive Wolf’s attack and launched another Thunderstrike.

Moss deliberately created an excuse for the Explosive Wolf to protect its master by using Thunderstrike.

Fifteen minutes had passed, and Power of Faith increased Moss’s attack and defense stats by 50%. Even though Mitchell’s blue recovery belt could reduce the damage taken, Moss’s Thunderstrike could exert six thousand kilograms of force.

The level thirteen Explosive Wolf didn’t stand a chance against Moss’s Thunderstrike. Moss instantly chopped off the Explosive Wolf’s right paw and head. However, Moss didn’t stop. He turned around and slashed toward Mitchell.

“Argh!” Mitchell couldn’t help but exclaim.

Mitchell could no longer raise his right arm at that moment. He could only jump and dodge since he could still rely on his speed. He firmly believed he could dodge Moss’s attack and look for an opportunity to launch a counterattack.

However, Mitchell never expected Moss’s sword to be waiting for him in his dodging trajectory. He saw that Moss’s sword was already near his chest and felt that there was no way he could dodge. He twisted his body and used his left arm to block Moss’s sword.

Moss couldn’t react on time. Nonetheless, he immediately tried to withdraw his sword, but it was too late. Moss’s two-star Frost Knight Holy Sword had left a long and bloody cut on Mitchell’s left arm.

Mitchell would have lost his left arm if it weren’t for the competition rules forbidding killing and injuring an opponent.

“Ah!”

The audience couldn’t help but exclaim when they saw Mitchell’s blood splash onto the ground.

“Mitchell is seriously wounded!”

“H-How did that happen?”

Most audience members never expected Mitchell to end up in such a situation when he dominated the first half of the match.

Mitchell was also puzzled as to how Moss could perfectly predict his movement. But it was no longer important since Mitchell had already lost.

Mitchell was much calmer at that moment. He put his weapon on his back and took the initiative to approach Moss. He said indifferently, “You win, Moss. Congratulations on making it to the top eight. Thank you for trying to withdraw your sword and showing me mercy.”

“Thank you for an amazing battle, Mitchell.” Moss smiled.

Then Moss whispered to Mitchell, “It’s not shameful to dodge an attack by rolling on the ground, Mitchell. If you were fighting for someone you were protecting, you should let go of your vanity.”

“In addition, the strength in your right leg is still insufficient, making you habitually jump to the right whenever you’re in danger. If you don’t get rid of this habit, others will find out and blame your loss on your habits.” Then Moss left the arena.

Mitchell’s eyes widened when he heard this. He looked at Moss’s back in disbelief and froze on the spot for a long time.

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White Deer Giant Stadium was in a complete uproar as the referee announced that Moss had won his match.

“W-What? The Knight won again?!”

“A Knight made it to the quarterfinals!”

“Moss turned the tables on Mitchell. This is just too exciting!”

“I-I’m flabbergasted. I don’t know what to say.”

Many audience members didn’t know how to express their emotions when they witnessed the unbelievable moment of Moss’s victory.

Moss’s outstanding performance won over the audience and the National Professional Alliance.

The president of the National Professional Alliance looked at Moss on the screen with great interest. He couldn’t hide the excitement he felt in his heart.

“That Moss kid is pretty good! I know how hard it is for a Knight to get into the annual school professional competition, let alone perform so brilliantly. That means that his school must possess some redeeming points in finding talents and cultivating them well.”

“Secretary-general, please make me an appointment to meet with White Deer High’s director. I want to meet him in private and have a chat,” the president of the National Professional Alliance spoke as he looked toward White Deer High’s director. He couldn’t help but smile and nod admiringly.

The secretary-general had already witnessed his president complimenting White Deer High’s director, which was rare. He immediately understood the president’s intentions. “Yes, sir. Right away.”

Meanwhile, Number Three High’s director pretended to be calm on the surface, but he was fuming in his heart. He didn’t know how many times he cursed Number Six High’s director for being useless.

Number Six High’s director was so angry that he immediately slammed the table. With a sobbing tone, he muttered, “N-No. My winning ticket lost to the Knight.”

Taylor wasn’t any better as his face was ashen. But he knew that it would be pointless to scold Number Six High’s director. He could only rely on Moss’s and White’s match now.

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Meanwhile, the odds kept changing in the gambling rings. The people who were betting and the gambling ring employees were annoyed. It was all because of Moss.