Under One Person: The Forbidden Files of the Magician

Chapter 64 Little Fire God, utterly defeated!

Silence. The entire room fell into a deathly silence.

The silence wasn't just because the bone-chilling cold hadn't completely dissipated, but also because Lu Xiaobai's final, controlled, and terrifyingly powerful strike sent chills down everyone's spines.

The chill that had just frozen their souls made them truly feel the threat of death.

In the audience, many of the later contestants looked pale.

Looking at the center of the field, both the previously aggressive Little Fire God Hong Bin and the now terrifyingly calm Lu Xiaobai were like insurmountable mountains.

It turns out that even among those who are considered extraordinary, the gap between them and geniuses is so vast, and the gap between geniuses is even more despair-inducing.

"How can we fight this? If we face a monster like this, we might really lose our lives here—" Such thoughts quietly arose, and some people were already having second thoughts.

They came here to compete and learn from each other, not to die!

"Little Fire God—is he alright?" Zhang Chulan asked, still shaken, as he looked at the gradually dissipating chilling white aura in the center of the arena.

Although he knew Lu Xiaobai would hold back, the scene was still terrifying; Hong Bin was completely powerless to resist at the time.

Xu Si hooked his arm around Zhang Chulan's neck and chuckled, "Hey, why are you worrying so much? Xiao Bai is so understanding, how could he possibly kill you? Even if something bad were to happen, don't you know how skilled he is at healing?"

As he spoke, he deliberately winked at Zhang Chulan.

"Heh!" Zhang Chulan rolled his eyes. This guy was obviously rubbing salt in his wounds.

However, Xu Si was right. A few days ago in the basement, he had personally witnessed and experienced the Minister of Magic's bug-like healing technique. He never wanted to experience that feeling again in his life.

In the arena, Lu Xiaobai calmly put away the magical glasses that shimmered with a ghostly blue data stream and the tablet in his hand.

He casually raised his hand.

call-!

The eerie white flames that permeated the entire area and exuded a chilling aura were instantly wiped away by an invisible hand, disappearing without a trace in the blink of an eye, as if they had never existed.

When Hong Bin, the "Little Fire God," was exposed to the public eye again, he was completely soaked in sweat, as if he had just been pulled out of the water.

This sweat is a mixture of exhaustion from strenuous exertion and the cold sweat of fear after surviving a near-death experience.

His face was deathly pale, his eyes were glazed over, and he stood there, still in shock, panting heavily.

Only he himself knew how terrifying the aura of death that erupted when the pale white fire bead was only half a meter away from him was.

He was 100% certain that if that thing really touched him when he was undefended, it would definitely turn him into ashes, leaving not even a trace!

His gaze involuntarily fell to the ground in front of him—less than half a meter in front of his feet, a dark and menacing trench more than twenty meters long was clearly visible!

Those were the marks left by the terrifying cold currents of the erupting white flames colliding violently with the scorching ground, like an ugly scar forcibly torn open.

This ravine, together with two other symmetrical marks behind him, forms a striking "Y" shape.

It was Lu Xiaobai's last-minute, dispersed attack that changed direction!

This realization struck Hong Bin like a hammer blow.

This person's control over fire, the power of fire he possesses, has far surpassed his own, and may even surpass his master's.

This is a monster!

Looking at Lu Xiaobai's still expressionless face, Hong Bin's arrogance brought by the title of "Little Fire God" and his absolute confidence that looked down on his peers were instantly crushed.

What remained was a profound shock at the unfathomable strength of the person before him and a sense of uncertainty about his own future.

"Sigh, this has really driven Little Vulcan to despair."

Zhuge Qing shook his head, looking "regretful," then raised his voice and shouted to the referee, who was still in a daze in the stands, "Master! The match is over, it's time to announce the results!"

"Huh? Oh! Oh oh!" The referee seemed to snap out of a daze and hurriedly announced loudly, "The match is over! The winner of the first round is Lu Xiaobai from the C-rank Azure Dragon Group!"

Only then did the staff rush onto the field to begin repairing the three terrible ravines in preparation for the next competition.

Lu Xiaobai didn't react to this.

He glanced calmly at Hong Bin, who was still reeling from the shock and looking completely distraught, then turned and walked silently toward the contestants' passage.

Lu Xiaobai's footsteps were exceptionally clear in the quiet space, fading away at a leisurely pace.

The sound was incredibly heavy in Hong Bin's ears, as if the gap between him and Lu Xiaobai was widening infinitely with each step.

"etc----"

The little Vulcan lowered his head and spoke in a hoarse voice.

Lu Xiaobai stopped in his tracks, a barely perceptible hint of doubt on his face, and calmly turned around.

The little Vulcan suddenly raised his head, his eyes rekindling with a defiant spirit: "I know you're strong! Much stronger than me! But—"

"But I'll catch up with you one day! Then we'll have another fight! And then I'll use even more intense and fierce fire to avenge my defeat!"

The little fire god's tone returned to its usual roughness, filled with inexplicable excitement, as if the crushing defeat just now had ignited a new fighting spirit in him.

"Oh," Lu Xiaobai replied calmly.

Then, as if he suddenly noticed something, he pointed at Little Vulcan and said in a flat tone, "Why don't you put on some clothes first? Right now, you're pretty—perverted."

Only then did the little Vulcan look down sharply and realize that his last half pair of underwear was also in imminent danger of being completely ruined!

"ah--!"

He yelled and instantly squatted down, clutching his private parts tightly in a contorted and comical manner.

Embarrassment instantly overwhelmed her, and the previous chill was dispelled by the burning shame.

An even more eerie silence fell over the entire room.

Immediately afterwards—

"Pfft, hahahahahaha!!"

A deafening burst of laughter swept across the entire arena like a tsunami!

The roar of laughter from hundreds of people even reached the adjacent venue, leaving those competing there completely bewildered, wondering what earth-shattering joke had just happened.

"Hey, here you go!"

Zhuge Qing smiled helplessly, took off his cloak, and threw it precisely over to cover the little fire god.

The little Vulcan clutched the cloak tightly, feeling a tiny bit of gratitude towards this "stinky fox."

But Zhuge Qing's next words were like a knife, piercing the heart of the little fire god.

He wore that usual, infuriatingly concerned smile, and spoke in a voice that was neither too loud nor too soft, just loud enough for those around him to hear: "Brother Hongbin, wrap your cloak tighter."

"The face of the Fire Virtue Sect," if he were to go out naked like this, the scene—tsk tsk, your sect's face would probably be burned to ashes."

He deliberately emphasized the words "face of the store" and "naked," perfectly replicating his previous teasing.

"Zhuge Qing!!"

"You damn stinking fox!!!"

The little Vulcan's face instantly turned a deep liver color, his shame and anger rising straight to the top of his head!

He pulled his cloak tighter around himself, pointed at Zhuge Qing, and began to curse, spitting as he shouted, "You just wait, you bastard!"

"Once I recover, the first thing I'll do is singe your flashy blue hair into curls! I'll perm it into a pretzel! Let's see if you dare talk back again!!"

He was so angry that he jumped up and down on the spot. If it weren't for the fact that it was really inconvenient under the cloak, he would have rushed up and fought Zhuge Qing to the death.

Zhuge Qing shrugged, looking innocent: "Brother Hong Bin, I'm always ready. But—"

He pointed to the only "fig leaf" on Little Vulcan's body and smiled mischievously.

"I suggest you focus on fixing your current crumbling facade first. If you keep jumping around like this, you'll likely get a second exposure."

"Aaaaaah!!!!"

The little Vulcan was so angry he almost fainted, and could only roar in helpless rage, which drew even louder laughter from the audience.

The staff, trying to suppress their laughter, quickly came over and, with a combination of persuasion and pulling, escorted the cloak-clad, furious "Little Vulcan" off the stage.

Amidst laughter, Zhuge Qing casually straightened his clothes, concealing his merits and fame.

This first battle of the Luo Tian Grand Ceremony, filled with the crushing force of flames, breathtaking moments, and the utterly absurd ending, has finally come to a close.

The referee wiped away tears of laughter, tried to maintain a serious expression, and cleared his throat: "Ahem! The field repairs will be completed shortly!"

"Next match, Ding Zhuque's group, contestants prepare to enter the venue early!"

People's attention began to turn to the new competition, but Lu Xiaobai's eerie white flames, Little Fire God's earth-shattering "frankness", and Zhuge Qing's mouth that could infuriate people would undoubtedly become the most talked-about topics on Longhu Mountain in the future.

Lu Xiaobai, the instigator, had already quietly disappeared at the exit, as if the shocking competition had nothing to do with him.

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