Wizard: My skills can be upgraded indefinitely.

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The second assessment session.

The Thunder-Patterned Ape burst violently out of the gate, eliciting loud gasps from the audience.

This monster is smaller than the Fiery Fang Bear, but its muscles are more muscular.

It ran wildly on all fours, its body coiled with blue-purple electric snakes, leaving scorched marks on the ground.

It moved with incredible speed; all anyone saw was a streak of lightning hurtling towards Edel.

With each swing of its claws, crackling lightning crackled around it.

Adele's eyes were calm, but her legs were slightly bent and her center of gravity was lowered.

A dark golden sheen emerges from beneath the skin, flowing naturally like the patterns of the earth's veins.

This is the natural defense of the [Children of the Earth's Veins].

The ape flashed and appeared behind her, its sharp claws viciously clawing at her back.

"Sizzle!"

A piercing scraping sound exploded, like metal scraping against rock.

Adele remained motionless, her clothes torn, revealing her undamaged skin underneath, leaving only a faint white mark.

A hint of surprise flashed in the ape's crimson pupils.

The moment the ape paused, Edel twisted her waist and wrapped her arms around its waist with lightning speed.

The lightning bolts crackling across the monster's body spread across the skin of her palm.

Without even flinching, she suddenly bulged her arm muscles and swung the four-meter-tall ape up!

"BOOM!!!"

The ape crashed headfirst into the arena floor, sending shards of stone flying like rain.

Many people in the audience were so startled that they jumped up from their seats.

A spiderweb-like crack, ten meters wide, blasted open in the ground, centered on the violent ape.

The monster twitched its limbs and struggled to get up, but Edel stepped on it, her boot sole pressing down on its head.

She glanced down and then pushed off with her feet.

"Click."

The sound of the skull shattering was so crisp it made your teeth ache. Brain matter mixed with blood and foam spurted from the crack, splashing around her boots.

The second one was also killed in one blow.

The Colosseum fell into a brief silence, followed by a tsunami-like uproar.

"They won?! They won again?!"

"What kind of defense is that?! The Thunder-Patterned Berserker Ape's claws can tear through a second-tier shield!"

"She wasn't injured at all!"

The betting area instantly erupted in chaos.

The gambler who had bet that Adele wouldn't last two games turned pale.

Some people collapsed to the ground, while others tore up the receipts in their hands...

The few who bet on her to win were cheering wildly, and the odds had plummeted to the sky.

In the VIP section, the eldest brother, Edmund, gripped the armrest tightly, his calm demeanor finally crumbling.

Rodney, standing beside him, had cold sweat beading on his forehead and lowered his voice.

"Young Master, what about the defense..."

"Shut up." Edmund's voice was calm, but his eyes were icy.

Edwin, the second brother, had a livid face and his teeth were grinding together.

Third Brother Adrian squinted, tapping his fingertips lightly on the armrest, the rhythm getting faster and faster.

Fifth Sister Aisha covered her mouth, her face filled with shock, but then her eyes showed relief and pride.

In the center of the arena, Edel shook the blood off her hands.

According to the rules, the third monster should appear now.

Ten seconds passed... but the gate did not open.

Twenty seconds, thirty seconds.

A commotion broke out in the stands, with some people craning their necks to look towards the gate.

The staff members paced around the mechanism anxiously, tapping and touching it as if something had malfunctioned.

Edmund's lips curled into a cold smile.

This was a scheme he orchestrated by sending Rodney to establish connections with an elder, a covert measure to buy time.

The assessment rules state "three-headed monster gauntlets, with a ten-minute interval between each battle."

If the game drags on for more than ten minutes, Adele will be considered out of time, and even if she wins the first two games, her total score will be significantly reduced.

Adele looked up at the VIP section and her eyes met Edmund's.

She didn't speak, but just twitched the corners of her mouth, revealing a cold, mocking smile.

With eyes lowered, the [Child of the Ley Line] ability is fully activated.

Countless subtle tremors came from the ground beneath my feet.

The commotion of the audience's footsteps, the knocking of staff pretending to perform maintenance, the furious panting of monsters in their cages deep underground...

And behind the east wall, there was a life pulse that suppressed a violent aura.

A second later, she looked up.

With a flash, he rushed towards the east wall of the arena!

"What is she going to do?!"

Amid the gasps of the audience, Adele pulled her right fist back, causing the dark gold lines under her skin to bulge and her entire arm to swell.

The fist slammed directly into the wall, compressing the air into clear ripples.

"boom!!!"

The stone wall shattered, and fragments shot backward like cannonballs, revealing a hidden chamber behind the wall.

The Shadow Wolf was huddled in the corner.

It was a whole size larger than its normal size, its body was covered in swirling black mist, and its saliva dripped down and corroded the ground.

His scarlet eyes were bloodshot, clearly indicating that he had been driven delirious by an excessive amount of Bloodthirst Grass.

But its aura... was even stronger than that of a normal late-stage second-tier cultivator.

Upon discovering the wall was broken, the wolf suddenly looked up, howled, and charged out!

The black mist enveloped his body, transforming into a black lightning bolt, faster than the Thunder-Patterned Violent Ape!

Sharp teeth aimed straight for Adele's throat, and a foul stench filled the air.

Adele took a deep breath, her chest expanding, and the cracks in the ground beneath her feet stretched out.

Behind me, the air distorted.

A colossal, mountain-like phantom of an ancient bear suddenly appeared.

The illusory image was so solid it seemed real, with each hair clearly defined, and its pupils reflected countless stars.

Adele's figure swelled up again, her skin completely covered with dark gold vein patterns, and the phantom of continuous mountains was reflected deep in her pupils.

She met the wolf's attack head-on, her fists slamming into the ground.

"Shockwave!"

hum...

Centered on her, a circle of transparent ripples spread across the ground like water.

Wherever the ripples passed, the stones on the ground were pulverized into dust.

The Shadow Wolf collided head-on with the ripples.

"Bang!!!"

The black mist instantly dissipated, revealing the twisted wolf's body beneath.

Crack! The sound of bones shattering was as dense as popping beans, spreading from the head to the tail.

The wolf could only let out half a scream before flying backward like a rag doll.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

It crashed through three layers of walls and finally embedded itself in the outermost stone wall of the Colosseum, forming a wolf-shaped crater.

Black blood flowed down the crack, and then there was no more movement.

The three-headed monster was completely wiped out.

From the death of the first Flame Bear to the death of the Demon Wolf, the entire process took less than two minutes.

The Colosseum was deathly silent.

In the arena with thousands of people, the distant sound of flags fluttering in the wind could be heard.

Then, cheers erupted like a landslide and a tsunami!

"Adeline! Adeline! Adeline!"

The cheers grew louder and louder, and many people stood up, waving their arms and their faces flushed.

Those gamblers who won all their bets hugged each other, shouting and jumping, some even crying with excitement.

"I'm rich!"

In the VIP section, the eldest brother, Edmund, slowly stood up.

His face was expressionless; he even raised his hand to clap lightly.

One, two...

Rodney, standing behind him, trembled, for he knew that the more the young master acted this way, the stronger his murderous intent became.

Edmund glanced at Rodney.

Rodney's knees buckled, and he almost knelt down. He hurriedly lowered his head and retreated into the shadows.

Edwin, the second brother, smashed his wine glass, splashing amber liquid all over himself.

He stared at Edel in the center of the arena, his eyes filled with a murderous intent that was almost tangible.

Third Brother Adrian clasped his hands on his knees, squinting as he examined the dark gold patterns on Adele's body.

Like assessing the value of a certain commodity.

Fifth Sister Aisha lowered her hand from her mouth, and her smile blossomed completely.

She waved vigorously towards the center of the field, and Adele, seeing this, nodded slightly to her.

Adele stood in the center of the arena, looking up at the VIP seats.

Her gaze swept over her eldest brother, second brother, and third brother in turn, finally settling on Edmund's face.

She didn't speak, but simply raised her chin slightly.

This is a silent declaration.

"I...will defeat all my opponents!"

In a corner of the audience, Collins Hawkwood folded his folding fan.

The well-dressed wizard picked up his teacup, took a sip, and whispered to his grey-robed attendant beside him.

"Tell the Edwin brothers that the price they agreed on for this favor needs to be reconsidered."

The gray vulture hissed, "Want a new offer?"

"Wait a minute." Collins looked at Adele, who was leaving the arena.

"Let's see how much longer this seventh young lady can live."

In the guest seat, Ian's lips curled into a smile as his mental energy subtly extended.

Within Adele's spiritual sea, the fusion of the "Time Mark" bloodline and the "Child of the Leyline" deepened once more.

Those originally distinct patterns are now slowly intertwining, like tree roots taking hold in the earth.

This battle allowed her to truly take control of new powers.

The bell rang, signaling the end of the assessment.

Amidst cheers and applause, Adele left the stage and bumped into Ian, who was waiting for her as she walked through the passageway.

Her face was still flushed from the battle, her breathing was slightly rapid, but her eyes were surprisingly bright.

"How did I do just now?"

Her tone carried a childlike boastfulness, and her chin unconsciously rose slightly.

Ian glanced at her and said casually, "Not bad."

He paused, then added, "But next time, they won't just send three-headed monsters."

Adele's smile faded, and she nodded emphatically: "I know."

She brushed past Ian's shoulder as she walked by. "Next time, I'll be even stronger. I haven't even used one of my trump cards yet."

"That's for the best."

"Thank you," Adele said softly.

"It's just a matter of each getting what they need." Ian shook his head.

Before the cheers in the arena had subsided, chaos erupted at the betting settlement area.

Delia clutched her betting slip and squeezed through the crowd to the counter.

The receipt clearly stated: "Bet on seventh pick Adele Just, three wins out of three, 500 Magic Crystals."

The bookmaker's face turned ashen, his fingers trembling as he calculated the odds.

Due to the behind-the-scenes manipulation by Edmund and others, Adele's odds of winning were deliberately lowered, with the odds of a perfect victory reaching six times.

When Delia brought back the heavy magic crystal bag, Ian took the bag and scanned it with his mental energy.

A total of three thousand magic crystals.

"Six times the odds... Thank you."

Ian smiled slightly and lightly tapped the magic crystal with his fingertip.

"It seems that the scheming of those 'smart people' has actually benefited me."

He put the magic crystal into his dimensional ring, and the cuckoo on his shoulder excitedly pecked at his ear.

In the VIP section, Edmund's face was ashen, and fine cracks quietly appeared in the crystal glass in his hand.

Rodney, standing beside him, lowered his head and remained silent, but a hint of regret flashed in his eyes.

It was their manipulation of the odds and underestimation of Edelman that made these astonishing odds a reality.

Edwin rose in a rage, kicking over a chair, drawing sidelong glances from the surrounding nobles.

Adrian shook his head. "Luckily I'm smart. You guys... miscalculated this time."

In the stands, gamblers who had bet on Edel winning cheered wildly.

Someone held up the evidence and shouted, "Seventh in line! Seventh in line!"

Those who had bet on Edelweiss to lose turned pale and cursed as they tore their ticket stubs to shreds.

Fifth Sister Aisha smiled and whispered to her confidante behind her.

"It seems our allies are more worthwhile investments than we thought."

Not far away, the wizard Collins Hawkwood squinted in Ian's direction, remaining silent.

In a corner of the arena, the bookmakers were sweating profusely as they tallied their accounts, one of them muttering to himself while wiping away cold sweat.

"We've suffered a huge loss this time... It's all because of those 'big shots' and their 'insider information'!"

Night fell.

In the underground laboratory at number 12 Golden Oak Street, Ian sat cross-legged in the center of the magic circle.

Thirty-seven star crystals were neatly arranged in front of them, each emitting a soft, silvery-white starlight, making the room look like a galaxy hanging upside down.

He closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

The Starry Sky Ritual meditation slowly began, and the pale golden crystalline core in the mind's sea trembled slightly, like a hungry beast smelling blood.

The first crystal floated up and settled on his forehead.

The silvery-white starlight, like a gentle stream, seeped into the skin, flowed through the meridians, and merged into the sea of ​​the spirit.

The elemental patterns on the core surface brightened slightly... 11.6%, 11.7%, 11.8%...

The progress is not as good as absorbing star fragments, but we are still pushing forward steadily.

"After absorbing these crystals, it is estimated that the elementalization of spiritual power will reach 20%."

At that time, his strength will undergo another small qualitative change.

"As expected of the Central Continent, almost all the resources of a second-level wizard can be traded as long as there are magic crystals."

On my shoulder, it crouched quietly, its pupils reflecting starlight.

It occasionally nuzzled Ian's cheek, and the shadows and patterns under its feathers were much clearer than they had been three days ago.

The cheers from the Colosseum outside the window had long since faded, but the undercurrents in the city were just beginning to stir.

But at this moment, only the starlight flickered like breaths in the laboratory, and the man and the bird shared a tacit understanding in silence.

The long night has only just begun.

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