Wizard: My career panel has no upper limit

Chapter 163 Blood Food in the Mouth

Ron gently adjusted his breathing and quickly mentally considered several possible countermeasures.

He immediately used his mental power to send a telepathic message to Dale:

"Keep your distance and don't attack first. This lion scorpion's true strength far exceeds what it appears to be. For now, we'll only harass it from a distance and wait for the right opportunity."

Dale nodded gently, her eyes revealing absolute trust in her master's judgment.

On the high platform, Hayek's voice rang out again: "The final match begins."

With a command, the magical chains vanished abruptly, and the lion scorpion swayed its massive body, seemingly still adjusting to its sudden return to freedom.

Its movements were sluggish, and its eyes remained unfocused, but Ron caught a glimpse of something unusual:

The energy flow within that enormous body was gradually accelerating, like a volcano about to awaken.

The contestants on the field did not act immediately, but cautiously observed the terrifying monster.

A palpable tension filled the air, as if an invisible string had been stretched to its limit.

After a moment of silence, one of the contestants standing at the front launched the first attack.

He was a short but muscular mediocre apprentice with an arrogant smile on his face, clearly very confident in his fighting ability.

"I went first!"

He controlled the six-armed otherworldly creature, launching a fierce charge at the lion scorpion, while simultaneously constructing a spell model and unleashing a series of fireballs.

This seemed to be a signal, and the other participants also began to take action.

A tall contestant controls a complex of carapace and tentacles, firing acid from a distance;
The other one controls an insect-like creature with several pairs of wings, constantly harassing the lion scorpion's vision.

Various spells and energy attacks rained down on the Lion Scorpion, instantly turning the battlefield into chaos with energy fluctuations everywhere.

The lion scorpion's attention was drawn to an apprentice with a lizardman, and its tail rose high like a scythe of death.

The apprentice panicked, but his lizardman slave reacted quickly, stepping forward to block the first blow with his scales.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, a chaotic barrage of attacks came at its massive body, but the monster simply rolled over without a care.

Holt's earth elemental colossus moved forward steadily, each step causing the ground to tremble slightly.

Ron knew that Holt had initially entered the ranks of candidate wizards as a member of the enforcement team, and his combat experience was extremely rich.

Perhaps he chose the Earth Elemental Colossus because of its versatility; apart from its relatively slow speed, it had virtually no weaknesses.

This earth elemental colossus was tall and heavy, even several heads taller than the lion scorpion that was half-lying on the ground.

At this moment, the advantage of his choice of the colossus immediately became apparent: its body, composed of earth elements, was completely immune to toxins, making it an ideal choice for fighting the lion scorpion.

The enormous stone fist slammed directly into the lion scorpion's head, producing a dull thud, but it only made the giant shake its head.

"The Earth Elemental Colossus is indeed a wise choice for this duel."

Ron analyzed the situation in his mind while keeping an eye on the manticore's reaction.

The opponent's choice was undoubtedly well-thought-out, but whether this head-on confrontation tactic can remain effective remains to be seen.

Trish and Tanuki Moon adopted a guerrilla strategy, with the Cheetah's speed and agility being her greatest advantages.

Ron noticed that the brown-haired girl's gaze lingered briefly on Dale, as if she was considering whether she should offer help.

But soon, she shook her head and turned in another direction.

In this kind of competition, even friends must first consider their own interests.

Compared to when fighting the orcs under Cynthia's command, Li Yue was more agile, her figure flashing across the field like a phantom, frequently inflicting tearing damage on Lion Scorpion.

Her claw strikes landed precisely on the lion scorpion's joints, each attack drawing out a small amount of blood before she quickly retreated to avoid the lazy counterattack.

The spectators in the stands began to discuss among themselves, with most of their attention focused on the contestants who took the initiative.

In contrast, Ron and Dale's conservative strategy stood out—or rather, drew some disappointed glances.

"Look at that potion master, he really only dares to hide in the back."

"Haha, what kind of performance can you expect from a pharmacist in battle? It's a miracle he even made it to the finals."

"His slaves are sirens, aren't they? What use are they on a land battlefield like this?"

Putting aside the gossip in the stands, Ron calmly observed the changing situation on the field.

In his view, those contestants who were eager to show off were the real ignorant ones.

Through his extraordinary ability to discern, he had a clear understanding of the danger posed by this lion scorpion.

A hasty attack would only make them the first victims. Faced with the lion scorpion, those contestants who took the initiative to charge forward seemed to have found confidence.

Although the monster was enormous, it moved slowly and seemed not to be fully awake, offering almost no effective defense against the numerous attacks.

Its counterattacks appear fierce, but are slow and easily evaded by most combat slaves.

The first six-armed otherworldly creature to rush forward, under its master's control, climbed onto the lion scorpion's back, its six arms simultaneously gripping vital points, attempting to subdue the beast with a strangulation technique.

Its owner stood by, shouting triumphantly, "See that? This monster is nothing to fear!"

The scene was once so spectacular that the contestants seemed to have the upper hand.

Holt's earth elemental colossus approached the lion scorpion without any hesitation, its massive stone fists slamming into the monster's body time and again, producing dull thuds.

The lion scorpion's venomous stinger was quick to retaliate, but it was easily blocked by the giant's rocky body each time, as the venom was completely ineffective against the inanimate elemental body.

Trish and Leigh observed the situation from the sidelines, seemingly assessing whether to delve deeper into the battle.

Their gazes kept sweeping over Ron, clearly trying to figure out what their companion, who had been keeping a close watch, was up to.

"Trishy!" Ron suddenly called out from afar, "The Manticore isn't fully awake yet, don't get too close!"

Trish paused slightly upon hearing this, then gave her a complicated look.

She seemed to be considering whether she should heed Ron's warning, since in this gladiatorial contest, everyone was looking out for themselves and no one was genuinely concerned about others.

After a moment's thought, she ultimately chose to proceed cautiously, signaling Li Yue to keep a certain distance and use the darts strapped to her thighs to harass and attack, rather than approaching rashly like the slaves of other contestants.

Ron understood her thoughts—in this duel, everyone was a competitor.

She can't completely trust others, even if they have a very good relationship in private.

This way of thinking is the norm in the wizarding world, and Ron is already used to it.

In this atmosphere of vigilance and suspicion, the lion scorpion, which had been almost passively taking hits, suddenly let out a low roar.

Then, with lightning speed, it bit the nearest combat slave, a scorpion-man controlled by a contestant ranked low.

With a crisp "crack," the scorpion-man's upper body was bitten off, and blood splattered, staining the surrounding sand dark red.

The scorpion-man's severed limbs tumbled in the air, his internal organs spilling out onto the ground, emitting a foul stench.

The lion scorpion lowered its head and swallowed the remaining half of the corpse whole, its movements swift and fierce, completely unlike its previous lazy state.

As it swallowed, its eyes gleamed with a strange light, as if it were absorbing some kind of energy.

The Scorpion Man's master let out a scream, his face turning deathly pale instantly, clearly suffering a mental backlash from the killing of his slave.

He staggered back a few steps, then collapsed to the ground, losing his ability to fight. He was quickly teleported off the field by his elemental servants.

Immediately afterwards, the lion scorpion hooked with its thick tail stinger.

The six-armed monster that had been so arrogantly perched on the back of the lion scorpion was also utterly defenseless when it was stabbed, hoisted up, and then, struggling, sent to the giant maw...

Amidst a series of indescribable chewing sounds, its master—the short, stocky apprentice—was also carried down by the elemental servants.

The sudden loss of these two victims instantly heightened the tension on the field.

The contestants stopped their attack and began to reassess the situation.

Some people showed fear on their faces, clearly regretting their previous reckless behavior.

Ron seized the opportunity and quickly adjusted his strategy:
"Dale, it's time for us to show off our strength a little."

He issued the order through telepathy without the slightest panic:
"But for now, we should maintain a harassing stance on the periphery, without attracting its attention too much, in order to make it expend more energy."

A hint of seriousness flashed in the little siren's eyes, and then she began to act.

A transparent wing-like structure formed from condensed water elements suddenly appeared behind her, with faint flowing patterns visible on its surface.

This is a special technique that Ron and Dale developed over several weeks of research—water-shaped wings.

By using water to provide the basic structure and wind to provide power and directional control, a special ability is formed that allows for effective gliding in arid areas.

Dale leaped lightly into the air, and her water wings immediately unfurled, carrying her gliding through the battlefield.

Unlike floating, this gliding utilizes airflow, saving more energy and without sacrificing much flexibility.

A gasp of amazement rippled through the stands; clearly, no one had anticipated that a siren would possess such astonishing mobility on a land battlefield.

For Dale, who is demonstrating her gliding ability, the only threat the lion scorpion currently poses is its long, retractable stinger...

(End of this chapter)