Wizard, I have a game board.

Chapter 300 Waste
"Huh?" Domenico stared blankly at Lor, not reacting for a moment.

The other speakers were also taken aback upon hearing this.

Ever since Domenico was promoted to the fifth ring, Lor has always avoided him.

Considering Lor's consistently cautious nature, they could understand.

Now, however, Lor says he'll get together with Domenico after the sixth ring road.

The implications are obvious even to a child.

"Speaker Lor, can soul magic be blocked by defensive magic?" After a while, Gerald couldn't help but ask Lor first.

Since the advent of soul magic, they have tried countless methods.

Aside from relying on a stronger soul to withstand it and then repairing it with the power of origin, there is no other way to stop it.

However, judging from Lor's words, it seems that a solution has been found.

"Ah."

Lor smiled and nodded, not hiding anything, and directly shared his experience: "It is indeed very difficult to stop soul magic, and conventional methods will not work."

"However, if a simple world model can be constructed through witchcraft, an automatic defense witchcraft called the Illusionary Boundary Wall will be developed."

"For example, I used the combination of time and space magic to construct the core defensive magic. You might be able to try this approach."

The real world is not composed of only two elements: time and space.

He believed that he could use spacetime and time to construct virtual barriers, and that others would also have the opportunity to achieve similar effects through other elements.

As for the specifics of how to do it, that's not his concern.

“Time and space.” Gerald’s lips twitched.

When Lor uttered that word, he knew that almost no wizard could replicate this man's path.

Leaving aside space, apart from Lor and the players, no one else in the entire Wizarding Alliance could even understand the basic runes of time magic.

"Tsk, that's really impressive." Domenico smacked his lips, his heart filled with mixed feelings.

He also said that as long as he achieves the sixth ring, he will still be able to outshine everyone else.

As a result, Lor actually created a spell that could defend against soul attacks, so from now on he can only be second-in-command at best.

But then I thought about it again, and being the second oldest seems pretty good.

Is it meaningful to compare Lao He and Lor to that monster?
It's totally meaningless!

"Developing core defensive magic towards a global scale?" Francis nodded thoughtfully. "That is indeed a good direction. I'll try to research it after I reach the seventh ring."

When it comes to building simple worlds, he believes his life system is not much worse than Lor's.

Features like sustainability and growth characteristics are among the most outstanding in this area.

Unfortunately, he has used up all the sixth-ring spell slots, so there's no point in researching now. He can only wait until he reaches the seventh ring to try again.

“I’ll give it a try then. It seems that the Earth element can barely construct a continental structure,” Peyton, the sixth-ring Earth element councilor, replied with a smile.

"I also."

"I"

One after another, the elemental council chairmen spoke up, while the bloodline council chairmen could only watch with envy.

Compared to the free elemental system, their power comes more from their bloodline.

Cultivation is simpler than that of elemental wizards, but the degree of freedom is also relatively weaker.

"Hiss—" Domenico couldn't help but gasp when he saw this.

It's one thing for Lor to come up with a spell that can defend against soul attacks, but if all these guys can do it, wouldn't his soul faction be relegated to a second-rate faction?
"I also need to figure out how to break through the kind of boundary illusion that Lor mentioned."

Domenico thought to himself, "Hmm, once I break through to the sixth ring, I'll practice on the Wizarding Plane Barrier first."

"If my soul attack can penetrate the barrier of the same level plane, then I estimate that I have the ability to penetrate the virtual image of the same level boundary."

Just as the council members of the Wizarding Alliance were discussing the matter, Sanchez, inside the arena, raised his head slightly and sighed, "Weak, too weak."

"I thought I could find an opponent of the same level in the second world that connects the entire crystal domain, and have a good fight, but I didn't expect that none of the opponents I encountered could withstand a single blow from me."

"That's fine. Even if I stand here and let you attack me, you can't budge me in the slightest."

"Boring, really boring."

After saying that, he turned around, his back to the metal dragon that was still charging at him, and looked at the audience outside the arena: "Do you think I can find a real opponent here?"

"boom--"

No sooner had Sanchez finished speaking than the metal dragon slammed into the back of his head.

However, the outcome was no different from before. Sanchez's physical body lay motionless in the void, while the metal dragon was thrown far away by the recoil from its own attack.

Outside the arena.

Quiet.

Deadly quiet.

Nearly 100,000 creatures of various appearances seemed to have been muted, uttering not a sound, all staring blankly at Sanchez.

They have seen arrogant creatures, as well as haughty and proud ones.

But most of those arrogant and conceited creatures merely showed disdain for their opponents; it seems there really aren't any like Sanchez who spoke so directly.
However, on the other hand, this guy certainly has the right to be arrogant.

Let alone the dimensional sea, even looking at the entire territory, there are probably very few who can surpass him.

Despite having the capital, they were still furious at this guy's arrogant attitude, so furious they were itching to bite him.

Inside the transparent light cover.

The council members, who were discussing the direction of world construction, stopped their conversation and all looked at Sanchez, who was looking up in the arena with a 'dejected' expression.

"This guy," Lor hesitated, unsure whether to laugh or cry.

Acting so tough, aren't you afraid of getting beaten up and losing face during the Nine Star Challenge?

"Haha, beautiful!"

Codd clapped his fists together and laughed, "That's how we do it, let's show the spirit of our Wizarding Alliance."

"Speaker Vincentia, Speaker Lor, I suggest you say something like that too, it's so cool!"

He had just received a rebuff from Lor, but he didn't take it to heart at all, because it was completely harmless.

In comparison, what he really wanted to do was to persuade Lor and Vincent to learn from Sanchez.

“I can’t say that,” Vincentia said with a wry smile, shaking his head.

“Speaker Cod, if you like that, I suggest you go to the arena and say it to your matched opponent yourself.” Lor glanced at Cod sideways.

"Hey, I'll pass." Cod waved his hands repeatedly. "You can't use artifacts in the arena. If I dared to tell my opponent that, I'd probably get a severe beating."

Speaker of the House: "."

This guy is truly shameless.

Inside the arena.

The metal dragon stopped its retreating body a million miles away from Sanchez in the void. It looked at its wings, which were trembling slightly, and then at Sanchez, who was facing away from it and looking up at the void above. A feeling of despair welled up in its heart.

This guy's physical body is incredibly strong, like a monster.

In the past, it often watched eight-star powerhouses fight, which was amazing, but it had never actually fought against them and lacked a real understanding of the concept.

It wasn't until it faced a powerful individual with the potential to reach the eighth star level that it realized just how unattainable this level of existence truly was.

Even though it tried its best, it couldn't budge the opponent in the slightest.

Aside from despair, no other thought could arise in its mind. "What, have you given up?" Just then, the invincible figure asked in a calm tone without turning its head.

The metallic dragon opened its mouth, glanced at its still trembling wings, and silently lowered its head.

What else can it do besides give up?

"Useless!" Sanchez's voice rang out again: "You can't even last a single gladiatorial match, no wonder you're so weak."

"What are you so proud of?" The metal dragon was immediately enraged when it heard him say that: "You are only so strong because of your talent. If I had your talent, I might be able to challenge the nine stars."

"talent?"

Sanchez's lips curled into a smile. "What is that?"

"Given your current performance, if you dared to retrace my steps, you would probably be dead by now."

Compared to the other speakers, his talent was nothing special, really nothing special.

Leaving aside monsters like Lorna, even Vincentia could crush him with his absolute elemental control talent, which is unique in the entire Wizarding Alliance.

He got to where he is today not because of any talent.

"Since you don't want to try again, then die." With that, Sanchez turned around, a crack appearing between his brows, and shot a deep purple abyssal ray at the metal dragon.

"puff--"

The metal dragon had no time to react and was instantly struck by the abyssal ray, turning into barely visible dust.

With this, Sanchez's second Star Challenge came to an end.

Outside the arena.

"Heh, does he mean he has no talent?" One of the spectators laughed upon hearing Sanchez's words.

"Whether you believe it or not, I don't believe it."

"I don't believe it either."

"Haha, how can someone become a sixth-tier, eighth-star without talent?"

"He really lacks self-awareness, actually attributing all his achievements to his own efforts."

All the creatures watching the battle burst into laughter. It was one thing for this guy to be arrogant, but after all, he was strong, so they acknowledged it.

It's rather ridiculous that he still thinks he has no talent.

However, what they didn't know was that inside a certain transparent light shield, the council chairmen of the Wizarding Alliance, who were well aware of Sanchez's rise to power, all fell silent.

They all knew perfectly well that Sanchez's words were absolutely true.

If any of them had followed Sanchez's path, they most likely wouldn't have ended up well.

In the Abyss faction, perseverance and persistence are far more important than intelligence and talent.

Time flies, and seven days have passed in the blink of an eye.

Inside the arena, Sanchez conveyed a somewhat nervous desire to continue the challenge.

[A random eight-star challenge is currently underway.]
Matchmaking complete. Your opponent will arrive at the arena in ten seconds, and the battle will begin in thirty seconds. Please prepare for the fight.

[Entry number for this gladiator match: 573657688915]

"I hope everything goes well and that they don't come after our faction or the Soul faction rivals," Sanchez thought to himself.

If he wins this challenge, he will achieve eight stars and complete his goal of entering the arena.

There's not much to say about the Soul faction, and as for the Destruction faction, even if he could reach Vincentia's level, he wouldn't be confident of winning in the arena.

They've had a great time these past few days, but it would be embarrassing if they messed up in the final battle.

It's worth mentioning that the rules of the arena changed starting with the Seven Star Challenge.

Instead of randomly matching you with living opponents, you will be matched with beings you have fought in the arena before.

When undertaking a Tier 6, Tier 8 challenge, you will usually be matched with an opponent who has reached the Tier 7 threshold in terms of attack, defense, or speed.

Leaving aside attack and defense, if the opponent's speed reaches the seventh tier threshold, it will be much easier.

Because the projected beings only have the instinctive awareness to attack, they won't hide forever, which is why he is not afraid of the spatial faction.

【twenty
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June 28, 2010.

When the countdown reached twenty seconds, a giant tree, entirely black and about ten thousand miles tall, appeared opposite Sanchez.

The moment he saw the giant tree, a smile appeared on Sanchez's face.

Eight stars are secured!

He had some knowledge of this giant tree.

This tree is called the Ironclad Barrier Tree, and it is extremely adept at defense.

If it were Vincentia instead, even exhausting all the destructive elements might not be enough to kill it, and they might ultimately lose.

But he's different; even if he stands still, the tree might not be able to break through his defenses.

Once he survives an hour, the arena will naturally determine his victory based on the comparison of energy consumption and injuries, which is very comfortable.

Outside the arena.

"It's actually an Ironclad Barrier Tree? What a pity."

"It's a real shame. I was hoping to give him a good beating."

"Haha, I second that."

"Seconded."

"Tsk, this thing probably can't even break through his defenses."

"It would be really interesting if he were to take on the Nine Star Challenge later."

"I doubt it."

"Hey, you know what, it might actually be true, after all, he's so arrogant."

Among the nearly one million spectators, some sighed, while others looked forward to it.

Sanchez's performance over the first seven days successfully made most of the spectators dislike him and hope that he would be taught a lesson.

Unfortunately, even now, no creature has emerged that can subdue this guy, which is a great pity for them.

The only hope now is that arrogant guy is reckless and goes to attempt the sixth-tier, nine-star level.

Inside the transparent light cover.

“It’s settled.” A smile appeared on Francis’s face.

“It’s definitely safe now.” Lor nodded in agreement.

"Actually, it's not necessarily true. What if this guy chooses to take on the sixth-tier, nine-star challenge later?" Vincent looked at the arena with some concern.

"Impossible, right?" Dragon Bear Aida frowned slightly.

“If it were Speaker Lor and Speaker Vincentia present, then it would indeed be unlikely. As for Speaker Sanchez…” Gerald shook his head, looking unconvinced.

"Let him be," Lor laughed. "Anyway, if he can reach the sixth rank, eighth star, his mission will be complete. As for whether he can challenge the sixth rank, ninth star or not, whether he wins or loses, it doesn't really matter."

"Too."

"really."

Upon hearing this, all the speakers looked towards the dueling arena with great anticipation.

There's a 99% chance Sanchez will lose; the question is how he'll perform when faced with an inevitable defeat.

(End of this chapter)