Chapter 283

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Chapter 283: Won but Lost

"The significance of this intense dialogue is worthy of being included in the finals of a university league."

"How many different techniques and spells did they actually switch?"

"I didn’t count at all, didn’t have time to count properly. It seemed like there were many changes, yet it seemed like nothing changed at all. It was only swords and ice, dragons and gold."

"All changes are rooted in their core characteristics, creating a complete system based on their own."

"This sword is powerful enough to break through the defenses of the Holy Domain."

"What is that Golden Engraving? Its mystery level is no less than that of the Demon-slaying Immortal Sword."

The crowd was curious. As they looked on, they still believed that the two of them had more hidden abilities. What they saw was only the tip of the iceberg.

…

Yun Chuyou hadn’t felt so disheveled in a long time, being chased, teased, and even hit unilaterally.

She tried to fight back, but her ordinary sword energy couldn’t cut through the sturdy dragon scales. The combination of gold and dragon elements was seamlessly flawless.

This made her feel a bit troubled.

The chase between both sides extended the battle from one minute to the fifth minute, during which they engaged in a fierce back-and-forth, constantly testing and fighting each other, switching techniques, leaving people dazzled.

In the eyes of the audience, no one was at a disadvantage, it was a completely balanced match.

But for the two individuals in the arena, they both felt inferior because they couldn’t defeat each other even after five whole minutes.

Yun Chuyou let out a sigh and pondered to herself. She thought, "Europa is indeed a mysterious and prosperous place. I underestimated the heroes of this world… foolish me."

"Let’s determine the winner." she said.

Once again, she backed away, creating distance, preparing to concentrate her energy for the next strike.

At this moment, there were two choices. One was to charge forward and interrupt, while our side also began to gather strength.

"Mr. Devil…"

"Um," Bai Wei reminded, "The burden may be a bit heavy."

Michelle willingly said, "Come at me, sir, no matter how many, I can handle it with honor."

Bai Wei had control over Michelle’s body, the power of the dragon had been pushed to its limits. However, he was not truly a Dragonborn. Liliana’s various techniques, that she had used before, couldn’t be fully replicated within Michelle. The ultimate choice remained the golden one.

Sasha focused intently from the spectator’s seat, "Indeed, the ultimate move is also the Golden Power. Let’s see how you respond this time. Once the mysterious Golden Power is revealed, there will be no room for any excuses."

Bai Wei’s lips curled up as he thought to himself. He was not worried about being discovered, and there was no need to use the Golden Power. He had borrowed enough techniques from Liliana, so he decided to try a different one this time.

The Golden Engraving symbolized infinite magical power, and when it came to mastery of spells, Liliana was far inferior to Bai Wei. However, Bai Wei’s individual strength was no match for the collective wisdom of the witches of the Black Rose.

Nevermind if you can’t compare, just copy it," the Black Rose’s spells are all hidden, unknown to anyone, and there is no way for them to be passed down to future generations.

Bai Wei closed his eyes, ripples passed through the ocean of the spiritual world.

…Excuse me, my witches, may I borrow a bit of your wisdom?

On the stage, the girl’s long hair was coated with a layer of gold. Her hands were clasped, with her left hand still and her right index finger hooked onto an invisible golden thread.

With delicate movements, she slowly and seemingly with difficulty, pulled apart the thread, stretching it like a bowstring.

Her finger was cut by the golden thread, as her arm slowly stretched out, the bowstring also cut into her flesh, and blood flowed along the golden thread.

Black Rose, codenamed ‘Maiden’, possessed a unique spell known as the ‘Spiral Arrow’.

The golden thread was the physical manifestation of magic, while the bow remained fixed in space. The strength of this arrow required a tremendous amount of magic to be infused.

What it shot out was not an arrow, but the twisted and folded space itself. The distorted space would, in a physical sense, twist and destroy everything.

If infused with golden magic, the golden color would then visibly manifest the enchantment of this twisted space.

Maiden, one of the few long-range mages in Black Rose, had tasks that extended beyond tending to the emperor’s daily needs. Her most common mission was to destroy large targets. She once single-handedly demolished thirty-seven fortified strongholds within three days, clearing the path for the allied forces to advance.

This spell was her pride and joy, capable of demolishing fortresses with defenses falling under epic proportions. Hence, Bai Wei named it the Spiral Arrow.

With a single arrow tearing through space, even the Holy Domain would be forced to retreat with their tails between their legs.

Stringing the bow and fitting an arrow, she shot towards the realm of immortals!

Facing away from the Blood Moon, the immortal stood with flowing sleeves, resonating fiercely as the Moonheart Sword in their hand continued its unceasing chant.

On a winter night, as the twelfth day of the month approached, the sky was filled with snowflakes. Countless snowflakes congealed into short swords, each just a few inches in length. It seemed as if time stood still in the world.

The falling snowflakes froze in mid-air, quickly multiplying by the hundreds, by the thousands, by the tens of thousands.

All was still, and in the sky there were only swords, countless swords.

The renowned realm of immortals in the Ming Country lived up to its name. This Yun Chuyou sword, from every angle, could be described as awe-inspiring. Countless swords, even the most delicate and inch-long ones, had the power to crush a person alive. It was as if an entire mountain of swords came crashing down.

The exiled immortal clasped their hands together and pressed downwards.

As the world stood still, the heavens and the earth suddenly came together. Countless swords, formed by freezing ice and snow, crashed down upon the arena.

Even the audience in the stands dared not utter a word, trembling and hesitant, as if the sky might come crashing down at any moment!

How heavy is the pressure one feels when immersed in it?

Michelle was not afraid, and neither was Bai Wei. Their focus was entirely on crafting this spell. As the magic took shape, golden spiral arrows intertwined with brilliant flashes of destruction.

Still, your countless swords sway, but with a single arrow, I shall shatter them.

As long as the wielder of the sword is shot down by an arrow, these myriad ice and snow swords will be nothing more than larger hailstones.

Golden arrow slays countless ice!

A blinding white light engulfed everyone’s vision, as ringing in the ears and a sense of bewilderment overwhelmed every spectator.

Ten seconds of silence passed.

Yun Chuyou stepped on the fairy sword as she looked at her own severed lock of hair. A drop of blood was dripping from her ear.

"…"

She fell silent, her sword gently touching the ground as she walked down the aisle. Her figure vanished, disappearing from sight.

Michelle stood motionless in the original spot of the arena, blood dripping from her fingertips. A trace of blood appeared on her neck, while the golden glow was fading away.

She didn’t simply choose not to step down from the arena, but rather, she had no strength left to descend from it. She felt utterly exhausted, her muscles trembling as she stood.

The audience gazed bewilderedly at this scene, unsure whether they should cheer or not. Who had emerged victorious?

Shattering the silence was a sharp "beep," signaling the end of the eighth match.

The sound of the referee’s voice rang out, "As Yun Chuyou withdrew from the finals arena, the winner of this match is Michelle Hope."

After a few moments of silence, roaring applause erupted from the dueling arena and soared towards the heavens.

…

"Why does Yun Chuyou have to leave and carry on, it’s her victory."

"Maybe he didn’t care about winning or losing?"

"No," Sasha retorted. "Her departure is a sign of respect for her opponent. Both of them have realized that if they had continued attacking each other, the result would have been mutual destruction. As for whether they could both emerge unharmed in the Death Forbidden Holy Domain, it’s impossible to say. After all, the Death Forbidden Holy Domain is just a form of magic. If the powers they were using in the confrontation surpassed the realm that the Death Forbidden Holy Domain could interfere with, the consequences would likely be extremely serious."

The Earth Dragon Monk felt a tingling sensation on his scalp and asked, "Why didn’t you say anything just now?"

"Can I tell you something? Can you stop her? Besides, they are both aware of it." The Blood Noble said calmly, "It is precisely because they realize this, they have both shifted their directions and refrained from delivering a fatal blow. Otherwise, they would have perished together… Yun Chuyou can leave freely, while Michelle Hope has exhausted her strength and can no longer move. However, at this stage of the competition, there is no need to persist in determining who is the winner and who is the loser."

She looked at Florence and said, "Go and congratulate her. From today onwards, she will become the flagbearer of the Tulip Academy, and her name will soon be known throughout the Swordflower Alliance, becoming a rising star of the new generation… So, I won’t be unwise enough to bother her, at least not now. She is indeed using a spatial technique that I have never seen before, although it doesn’t seem like something she should be able to do at her age."

"Perhaps talent does exist," the vice principal said with a smile.

"Genius can explain many things, but not this." Sasha said, "I will still investigate it thoroughly… in my own way."

The Earth Dragon Monk exclaimed, "Gold and dragons cannot coexist. Such a person has never existed in history, capable of merging the power of both, leading to limitless achievements in the future."

The Blood Noble turned around and walked away.

She turned her back to the crowd, reminiscing about the events from long ago. The dragon maiden’s later years had always been busy, as if she purposely filled her days to forget something, concealing a deep melancholy within her heart.

"Liliana, what are you hiding from me…"

…

Alena cheered excitedly, feeling happy for her good friend.

Judy stood by, calmly asking, "Are you happy now?"

"Of course."

"Then keep this feeling for a longer time," Judy said.

Alena, puzzled, couldn’t understand.

"Now your genuine happiness is well-deserved and praiseworthy, but this joy may also turn into an ugly jealousy," Judy reminded. "Pay attention to self-regulating your emotions."

"Oh, so this is what you were referring to," Alena smiled calmly. "It’s nothing… To say that I’m not jealous at all would be untrue, but I’m different from you. This level of jealousy can be completely disregarded."

Judy, "Oh?"

"I am Alena Capesh. I have experienced countless successes and failures. They have all served as the foundation for my self-confidence. I am not easily blinded by jealousy towards the success of a good friend. Jealousy is merely an empty boast of the incompetent, those who have never experienced true success… Moreover, I don’t believe that I am far behind her. It wouldn’t be difficult for me to catch up," Alena said confidently. "I rarely discuss academic matters with her because she is always the one struggling to keep up with me."

Judy said, "After all, she is just a village girl with a weak foundation. So, does that mean she cannot shake your confidence?"

"What you said, I didn’t say that."

"How can I hit your confidence and make you jealous?"

"Um… If she can find love, settle down, and live a happy and fulfilling life, then perhaps I will truly be jealous," Alena said. "I would definitely be even more jealous than I am now."

"Do you lack love?"

"Don’t you lack love?"

The two bloodline descendants hurt each other with a single sentence and then both fell silent.

Alena continued, "Are you persuading me or persuading yourself?"

Judy replied, "Both."

"So are you jealous of her? Selvicer is jealous of a village girl."

"It has nothing to do with being a village girl," Judy took a deep look at the black-haired, blue-eyed girl on the stage and whispered, "My jealousy is just like yours, being envious of what others have that I don’t."

"What are you referring to?" Alena asked, puzzled.

Judy didn’t answer and continued, "I won’t congratulate her, so that jealousy doesn’t cause any trouble and spoil everyone’s happiness. Let her enjoy this happy moment."

With that said, Judy left, leaving Alena lost in her own thoughts.

She looked at Judy’s figure and thought of a saying… "What we can’t have always unsettles us."

She then looked at Michelle under the spotlight and thought of another saying… "Those who are favored have no fear."

Then she took out a vanity mirror and examined her own expression, once again thinking of a saying… "Take a look at yourself, do you resemble a silly fool?"

"What’s this atmosphere where it seems like only I can’t do it!"

…

At another place, Yun Chuyou was walking along the path towards the lounge, and ahead was Little Qiongqi.

Chi Xuan asked curiously, "Why do you want to surrender on your own? You can win."

The immortal lightly glanced at the other person, brushed past them, without saying a word.

Chi Xuan said, "You lost to her, and I lost to her too. Do you think we’re evenly matched?"

Yun Chuyou continued walking without stopping, oblivious to the mocking joke, not even bothering to pay it any mind.

After the immortal had left, Chi Xuan’s companion finally spoke and said, "I was thinking, if she had just swung her sword at you directly, how should I position myself to throw you out as a shield?"

"You really have no conscience."

"Having a good conscience is valuable. The consequences of provoking her are very serious. If you want to suffer, I don’t need to accompany you and suffer together."

"I was just testing," Chi Xuan licked his teeth, "She clearly lost, yet there was no emotional fluctuation… her taste is just as it was before."

"Are you strange? Someone just walked past, and you specifically stand here just to smell the sweat?"

"She didn’t have a sweaty smell, and what I meant wasn’t about the smell, it was about her emotions! Do you understand emotions?"

"You mean the feeling of fear."

"Not bad," said Chi Xuan. "She showed no fear at all, but just now, she almost died." Chi Xuan didn’t understand. "If she isn’t even scared of death, what is it that she’s truly afraid of?"

His companion pondered for a moment before asking, "It seems like she never interacts with others… especially males. When you provoked her earlier, you almost touched her face."

"So, what happened?"

"Does she have a fear of men? The kind that makes her explode when touched?"

…

In a village of witches, the crowd in the bar was cheering for Michelle.

Michelle’s mother was also present, her face beaming with joy and a sense of pride. She happily announced, "I will cover all the expenses for everyone here today."

In a quiet corner, an old woman with gray hair murmured to herself, "The maid’s ‘Spiral Arrow,’ the mysterious Golden Engraving, Lily’s Blood Rush magic…"

The village elder asked, "What happened to you?"

"I saw many nostalgic things," she sipped her drink, "You’re saying that this Michelle is studying in the Tulip Academy, right?"

"Yes," the grandmother asked.

"Could you please write a letter of introduction for me?" The woman with gray hair took off her hood, revealing a pair of deep and ethereal eyes. "After the ceremony, I plan to go to the Tulip Academy and meet this young girl."