Wizard: I brought the wrong system.

Chapter 177 Passing the test
Just as Kabir, Yarrow's mentor in knighthood, once said—'We only train strength. With enough strength, we will be as fast as lightning, invincible, and unstoppable!'

The knight's so-called speed simply relies on his immense strength to propel his body forward quickly; in terms of short-distance reaction speed, he is not much different from an ordinary person.

Furthermore, the knight had not trained his mental strength, so he was completely suppressed by the 'mental pressure' that even advanced apprentices could wield.

The few ranged attacks they could withstand were perfectly countered by 'Defensive Arrows,' a skill that even intermediate apprentices could learn.

Even when Yaro charged into the crowd and wreaked havoc before, it was because of the Lost Ones' poor decision-making that he charged into the crowd when they were unable to exert their full strength.

For various reasons, the lost appear very weak.

Now, the scattered dozens of Lost Ones, hiding among the numerous Faceless Men, have finally revealed their full strength.

……

“Yes, that’s how it should be!” the clown in the suit laughed with satisfaction. “The reason why Yaro was able to charge around so recklessly was because he kept using the magical structure on his back to accelerate his body. It’s like every time he swung his sword, he added the impact from the previous period.”

"This lost one is very clever; he chose to attack from above, thus avoiding the power that Yaro had accumulated."

"His choice of location was also ingenious. The surrounding pebbles were denser than in other locations, which allowed him to constantly use the floating pebbles for leverage, thus concealing his inability to fly in another way."

"Although his attack was blocked by Yaro, it also disrupted Yaro's flight path."

"There are so many Faceless Men around protecting him... Yaro is in danger."

Listening to the clown in the suit's explanation, many apprentices finally realized the crisis facing Yaro. They looked up at the figure crisscrossing the sky, clenched their fists, and silently prayed.

……

The dual-wielding Lost One grinned as he passed by, leaving behind the words: "Hunter - Bloodfang, remember this name, you will die by my hand!"

As Yaro was about to give chase, a group of faceless men who were prepared followed closely behind and immediately came to meet him.

"Want to go?"

A sharp glint flashed in Yaro's eyes.

It needs to fly in circles, and even if the speed has been adjusted, it is impossible to avoid many directions.

Therefore—they must be terrified!
Since they possess intelligence, they inevitably share a common trait among intelligent beings: weighing gains and losses.

If this lost soul is allowed to escape now, the other lost souls who were initially intimidated will naturally realize that even if they attack, they may not necessarily die.

Then, more and more lost people will try to take action.

In some confined spaces, even a dozen or so lost individuals working together could put themselves in danger!

He must be killed!

Anyone who dares to continue attacking must die!

With a loud boom, a burst of intense heat erupted from the Fiery Heavy Sword, which had been accumulating power.

The silent Black Flame Phoenix proudly raised its head, its body rapidly expanding, and dense abyssal power quickly spread.

As the faceless beings leaped toward him, Yaro tensed his muscles, gripped the hilt of his sword which was constantly steaming with thick moisture, and a cold smile curled at the corner of his mouth.

Surely no one really thinks they've been using their full power all this time? If magic attacks are used at maximum power for an extended period, the armor you're wearing won't be able to withstand it for long!

Although I wanted to preserve the metal material of the armor as much as possible, since you are unwilling to give it up, then I will show you what kind of magic trick is so powerful that so many formal wizards are envious!
When you're poor, use tactical infiltration; when you're rich, bomb me!
"Magic Strike Technique - Black Flame Tremor Wings!"

"Blazing Sword Technique - Charged Flame!"

"Chirp—!"

The raised blazing greatsword burst into flames that overlapped with the massive left wing of the black flame phoenix, completely dyeing the phoenix's huge left wing red. Thick black mist danced and spread, and the scorching air stirred the surrounding atmosphere.

Combination Martial Arts - Demonic Phoenix Annihilation!
"die!"

It resembles both a giant, fiery sword and the sweeping wings of a phoenix!
Boom!

It shone brightly!

A violent roar echoed in the void, and fragmented limbs and scorching heat waves swept rapidly outwards!
Just as they were about to follow the faceless men who were jumping in, they were thrown away by the sudden blast of air!
The surroundings suddenly became empty, and the lost one who had just attacked Yaro also revealed his whereabouts at this moment.

"How is this possible!" The Lost One's pupils shrank sharply, terrified by this fierce attack.

Weren't you just doing ordinary slashing and hacking just now?
How can you unleash such a move!

"Hunter - Bloodfang?"

Yaro drew his sword again, turned to look at the arrogant lost soul from before, and said, "Your name is quite nice. I've memorized it."

The power of the abyss gathered in the jets on his back, forming a fluttering black banner, and Yaro bowed, gripping his sword.

Om-!
As the air flowed, the hilt of the Fiery Greatsword rapidly absorbed the surrounding air, compressing it within the hilt.

The lost one felt a bitter taste in his mouth. If he had known this would happen, he wouldn't have said those words!
He looked around frantically, urging in terror, "Go! Go!"

The faceless man, who had been thrown onto the floating rocks by the blast wave, struggled to his feet and made a move to charge again, while the other lost souls hid in various corners, watching everything with indifference.

Several lost souls were still coldly commenting: "He didn't use such a powerful move for a long time, probably because this move consumes a lot of energy. We need to find a way to make him use this move more often and deplete his energy."

Yaro was unaware of these changes. Seeing that no other lost souls jumped out, he stopped waiting and immediately unleashed his sword technique.

"Fiery Sword Technique - Assault!"

call--!
A surge of abyssal power erupted from his back, and the air absorbed by the sword hilt was rapidly released. The powerful impact propelled Yaro forward in a flash, and the heavy sword in his hand slashed down fiercely with a loud whistling sound.

"No—!" Hunter-Bloodfang cried out in despair as he watched the blade hurtling towards him. He frantically tried to block it, but his reaction speed was no match for the blade's speed.

call out--!
The blade easily sliced ​​through the gap in the neck guard, a few drops of dark blood splattering down, only to be instantly evaporated by the intense flames.

From the faintly visible metal sphere beside them, Lysa's weathered voice rang out: "Yarlo, go to the center. If I'm not mistaken, the light sphere in the center is the teleportation point to cross this space!"

found it?
Yaro's heart skipped a beat. He wondered what the situation would be like for the students in the misty space after all this time had passed.

In particular, Keitan and senior Delia...

(End of this chapter)