Wizard: I brought the wrong system...

Chapter 90 Seeking Survival

In mid-air above the arena, the footage of the fight between Yaro and the other man was transmitted to the air, where the clown in the suit was giving a passionate commentary.

"Our fearless challenger has gone into hiding. How long does he intend to hide?"

"Is he planning to use this complex terrain to starve his enemy?"

The audience burst into laughter.

"etc!"

"He made his move!"

The clown in the suit suddenly exclaimed:

"What kind of move is that?"

"A tripping spell using earth elemental magic?"

"Use it on yourself to speed things up?"

"What an imaginative and wildly imaginative idea!"

"This speed is amazing, and the effect is truly fantastic!"

"What ability does this powerful intermediate-level wizard apprentice possess?"

"Could it be a bloodline-related ability?"

"No, he mobilized his physical shadow magic to simulate the body of a shadow beast."

"The Shadow Suppression Array only prevented the activation of spells, but it did not suppress the magical power within him!"

"Genius ideas, genius-level execution!"

Before the clown in the suit could finish speaking, he suddenly screamed in despair, "No!"

"Knan Nabi's close-combat abilities are too weak; Yaro seized the opportunity!"

As the longsword slipped from its grasp and blood splattered, the pale-faced audience cheered.

"good!"

"Kill him!"

"More! More blood!"

Seeing this, the clown in the suit changed the subject and praised Yaro with a look of satisfaction.

"Clean and efficient! Exhilarating!"

"A perfect sneak attack, a perfect dodge, perfect timing!"

"Is victory about to be won, fearless Yarrow?"

……

"ah--!"

Only then did Kenan Nabi belatedly realize the huge opening he had exposed. He quickly curled up and rolled over, ignoring his broken leg injury.

The dark energy writhed rapidly, enveloping him in a sphere.

Seeing this, Yaro's eyes flickered slightly, and he stood still, abandoning the pursuit.

He already knew the protective capabilities of the dark energy after the two attacks.

At this point, Knan Nabi had wrapped his body into a sphere, making it more difficult to inflict a fatal wound.

Moreover, K'nan Nabi, enveloped in dark energy, was currently searching for something. If it was something that would lead to mutual destruction, charging straight at it would be tantamount to courting death.

"Kan Nabi, what kind of treasure are you carrying?"

Yaro asked calmly.

He doesn't need to rush now. With one leg missing, Kenan Nabi is no longer able to pursue. In addition, Kenan Nabi's wound is still bleeding. If this drags on, it won't be long before Kenan Nabi bleeds to death.

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh..."

Panting heavily, seeing that Yaro hadn't approached, Kenan Nabi clutched a strange metal sphere, slumped to the ground, and looked up at Yaro.

"Why don't you come over and you'll see?"

A cold smile appeared on Yaro's lips. "I'm not coming over; I'll just stay here and watch you."

Experienced hunters, when hunting large prey, first inflict a fatal wound through a sneak attack, then simply hang behind the prey and wait for the final victory.

Yaro maintained a distance that was neither too close nor too far.

They didn't go far, giving Kenan Nabi a chance to tend to his wounds.

They didn't get close, allowing him to launch a counterattack from a desperate situation.

Even though the two were only a dozen meters apart, Kenan Nabi, in order to prevent Yaro from using the "Body Instant Technique" again, kept his dark energy around him at bay.

How long can Knan Nabi maintain this ability?

Yaro wasn't in a hurry; he was willing to wait.

"Knan Nabi, let me see your limits!"

"What kind of ability is this on your body right now? It's so powerful! It can actually give you such strong strength," Yaro said with a regretful look as he looked at Kenan Nabi. "It's just a pity that your close combat strength is too weak."

He needs Knan Nasser to focus on him because he now has the upper hand and doesn't need to do anything else.

And Knan Nabi will certainly keep thinking about how to get out of this mess and rack his brains for ways to turn things around.

There was not much benefit for Yarrow if everyone remained silent and focused on their thoughts.

On the contrary, there is a slight possibility that Knan Nabi might come up with a way to turn the tide.

Therefore, chatting with Knan Nabi is a good approach.

"Is this your trump card for launching this desperate fight?"

"What a waste of such a good ability. Anyone with even a little knowledge of close combat could pose a huge threat to me."

"Unfortunately, this ability belongs to you!"

Yaro's incessant rant made Kenan Nabi irritable and agitated, and his face grew increasingly grim.

"Luckily it was on you, otherwise, I might not know how to break the curse..."

"Shut up!"

Kenan Nabi could no longer contain himself. His face turned ashen, his eyes wide with rage, and he roared, "This ability is something I developed myself! Why can't it be applied to me?!"

"Huh? You figured that out yourself?"

Since Kenan Nabi has answered, his brain must have needed to allocate some of its capacity to activate its memory and to understand the meaning of Yaro's words.

Just like a computer, if too many programs are running, it will naturally slow down the operation of each program.

Yaro looked genuinely surprised. Although there was some acting involved, it was mostly his true feeling. "Can you tell me about it? I love this ability so much!"

"This ability is a perfect match for me. If I had it, many of my martial arts ideas could be realized immediately."

"You?" Kenan Nabi scoffed. "I have an exceptionally high affinity for shadow energy; shadow energy won't corrode my body in any way. Can you handle that?"

"Superb affinity? That's amazing!" Yaro quickly praised, then asked in confusion, "Then why didn't you go to the Heart of the Jungle, but instead went to the Owl Academy of Two-Leaf Thorns?"

I was afraid you wouldn't answer. Since you have, let's stall for time.

Have you forgotten that your broken thigh is still bleeding?

Kenan Nabi stared at Yaro, remained silent for a moment, and then smiled inexplicably helplessly, "You're really vigilant."

"Really? Is there a problem?"

Yaro's expression remained unchanged, his muscles tense, ready to dodge at any moment.

"Problem? No problem," Knan Nabi glanced at his severed leg, dark energy surging around him and quickly covering it, forming a dark energy leg that stopped the bleeding.

"With two of your most crucial abilities disabled, even my ultimate move won't be enough to defeat you."

"Looks like... I'm definitely going to die today."

Yaro watched his actions, gripping his longsword tightly, bending low, ready to charge at any moment, yet his face remained impassive. Instead, he chuckled and said, "Since that's the case, why don't you... just kill yourself?"

"Suicide?" Knan Nabi shook his head slightly. "After the qualification test, according to the regulations, I directly became the teacher's personal student."

"Although... this treatment brought me no benefit, it instead brought me endless pain."

"But—I still want to live!"

(End of this chapter)