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Suddenly, she smiled, and magic coiled around her, transforming her dress into a robe more suitable for battle.
"After we win, I'm going to splurge and get a better staff."
Jiang Kehan chuckled and found an excuse for herself. After pushing open the door, she turned back to look at Ai Lier and said.
"Therefore, I will not lose, I definitely will!"
Ai Li'er looked at Jiang Kehan, who had a bright smile on her face, nodded firmly, and then spoke.
"I always knew you would win!"
Jiang Kehan didn't say anything more, but instead walked alone to the training ground, feeling the endless roar of her heart.
Opposite her stood Li Hui on the high platform, and An Meng silently watched her from a distance.
Jiang Kehan drew her long staff and slammed it heavily on the ground. At this moment, all distracting thoughts were cleared from her mind, leaving only countless battle plans and the bloodlust she had suppressed.
Yes, her heart was screaming at her, and she longed for victory—not to give anyone an explanation, but simply to crush her opponent!
Jiang Kehan knew that there was no need for her to turn back; this was the path she had been looking forward to!
She also wants to be the strongest!
Li Hui lowered her eyes and watched the two people who were ready. She walked down from the platform and headed towards the private room.
As she passed by Jiang Kehan, she gazed at her. Their figures intersected, and even without a word, she understood what the other was trying to convey.
"I am never inferior to anyone!"
“I know I’m waiting for the moment you challenge me.”
Li Hui did not linger. She withdrew her gaze, smiled, and let her long robe flutter in the air.
The host, looking slightly excited, returned to the sky above the trial grounds and waved his megaphone crystal as he spoke.
"Then let's officially begin the school team selection process, without any further introductions."
She tossed the megaphone crystal high into the air, using her magic to carry the sound to every corner of the trial grounds.
"Only strength will make us remember you, so are you two ready?!"
Jiang Kehan and An Meng looked at each other, nodded, and threw their life tokens high into the air without the slightest hesitation.
The barrier enveloped the area once again, and the random environment on the magical light screen was revealed.
"Oh wow, it's an accessible environment. Looks like this time it's all about hard power. Just what I wanted!"
The host, clutching his stomach and laughing heartily, announced the start of the competition.
"Alright, let's begin!!!"
Chapter 168 Why does your whip have barbs? Is it even legitimate?
The ground shifted again, carrying Jiang Kehan and An Meng further away from each other, with the unique snow-white floor tiles constantly flipping out as the only embellishment.
These special floor tiles can isolate the effects of magic, minimizing the witch's use of the environment.
After all, the main point of an accessible environment is to eliminate all extra factors and rely entirely on the strength of both sides.
Therefore, it is also the most exciting and psychologically challenging environment in witch duels - in the Little Witch and Middle Witch stages, many spells rely on the natural environment.
For example, the second-level spell "Earth Spike" from the Ottoman faction is more powerful and takes less time to cast if it is cast on rocks or soil.
Unfortunately, An Meng's most proficient unorthodox school of magic is not heavily reliant on the natural environment, while Jiang Kehan's main arcane school of magic has been weakened to varying degrees.
As soon as the match officially started, Jiang Kehan raised her long staff, attempting to use magic to create an environment suitable for her to unleash her power.
As a qualified turret witch, you must learn to create your own environment if one is not available!
On the other side, An Meng also took out her magic wand, which was a scarlet whip, like a blood-stained thorn, somewhat dark and lifeless.
"I never expected that Kehan and I would actually become rivals. It's truly an honor for me."
An Meng was enveloped in an evil aura, with two dark red flames flickering on her shoulders, spreading down her arms and back, transforming into a special kind of armor.
However, contrary to Jiang Kehan's expectations, An Meng did not appear as crazy as Solita, but maintained her ladylike demeanor.
"However, I am not an easy opponent to deal with."
An Meng smiled, brandishing her long whip, causing the air to vibrate, and then suddenly disappeared before Jiang Kehan's eyes.
Jiang Kehan suddenly raised her left hand, and with her dual spellcasting technique, she instantly activated the basic spell Spatial Anchor to further prevent An Meng from teleporting directly in front of her.
But there was no spatial ripple!
"Oh no, Jiang Kehan's dueling experience is still a bit lacking." In the private room, Ai Li'er leaned against the glass wall, looking somewhat anxious.
"An Meng didn't use spatial magic; she charged over using her physical body!"
"Kehan should have used protective magic, not a spatial anchor..."
The Magic Light Screen's God-like perspective comes with a slow-motion function, ensuring that viewers can see everything clearly.
An Meng, enveloped in black smoke that concealed her presence, ran towards Jiang Kehan with a pained expression.
Cult·Burn the Demon, Cult·Pray!
The magic in her blood transformed into kindling, like fuel in an engine, giving her immense power as it burned, which is why she could move so fast.
Most abstractly, this magic is not her own, but was directly stolen from other beings through a special ritual!
It is called a prayer, but its true meaning is: "Since I am powerless, you on whom I place my hopes, cannot turn a blind eye! Let me draw strength from you and fulfill my long-cherished wish!"
It's like scraping the marrow from the other person's bones; naturally, one must also bear the price—almost endless pain and torment.
This is why witches who are good at cult films often enjoy rock music and exciting activities like broom racing; they need to release the pain that has accumulated inside them.
However, in Ariel's eyes, Jiang Kehan had already fallen into a disadvantageous position.
"Don't worry, Jiang Kehan is no longer the little witch who could only crush others with magic." Li Hui, on the other hand, seemed very calm. She looked at Jiang Kehan below and felt a little emotional.
"Sometimes I don't understand why she works so hard, as if she will die in a hundred years and doesn't want to waste a single moment."
"But in any case, even I cannot deny that with such efforts, her progress has far exceeded our expectations."
Upon realizing that the opponent had not disappeared using spatial magic, Jiang Kehan on the field reacted almost instinctively in a textbook manner.
She directly canceled the environmental spell that had been consuming a lot of magic power, and took advantage of the remaining magic power after the cancellation to instantly release a fire resistance ring directly in front of her.
"boom!"
An Meng's expression was somewhat gloomy. She crossed her arms in front of her chest and was knocked back several steps by the fire ring.
Although she had long known that Jiang Kehan possessed an extraordinary amount of magic, she was still surprised by the other party's courage to casually use environmental spells that consumed hundreds of magic points to repel her.
It's important to know that canceling a spell doesn't mean you can revert the magic power; at least, neither little witches nor middle witches can do that.
"Don't underestimate me!" Jiang Kehan said with a slight smile, raising her long staff and smashing it hard at An Meng!
The fastest casting speed is always for buff spells, with the best of these being those that buff oneself or one's weapon.
An Meng's lips twitched as she looked at the staff in Jiang Kehan's hand, which was adorned with at least four or five powerful buffs, and she quickly retreated.
That blow would cripple her, if not kill her.
"Can't you be a decent human being, Kehan?" An Meng said helplessly, knowing that her little scheme had completely failed.
The other audience members also stared at Jiang Kehan in silence, their expressions of surprise.
"The magic she just used must have exceeded 500, right?" This thought echoed in their minds, and they were somewhat lost in thought.
Jiang Kehan, however, didn't care about any of that. She playfully spoke to An Meng.
"If you can persuade Li Hui to be a decent human being, then I can certainly be a decent human being too. But this time, you are destined to lose!"
Jiang Kehan has discovered An Meng's weakness: the other party is not afraid of the damage from her long staff strikes, but rather of the pain!
Although buff spells are applied quickly, their actual power is negligible compared to attack spells, making them rather laughable.
An Meng didn't choose to fight back, which shows that she had her concerns.
For example, the pain shown on the other person's somber face.
Jiang Kehan was all too familiar with this. When she was practicing the spell "enemy and ally share the same origin," she had the same expression on her face, feeling utterly miserable.
It hurts, it hurts so much!
"Heh, although you are strong, I am the fourth seat and my strength is much greater than that."
An Meng stared at Jiang Kehan, and several pitch-black spheres emerged behind her, their power causing Jiang Kehan's gaze to sharpen.
“The spells of the heretical sects don’t necessarily have to be cast by the caster himself.”
The black ball slowly moved towards Jiang Kehan, forcing her to dodge, while An Meng began to release her spells during this time.
cult: the sacrifice of suffering.
If everything can be a source of power, then why can't pain be?
A unique feature of the unorthodox faction: instantaneous spellcasting that incurs a cost!
Chapter 169 Suffering is never eternal; only thorns adorn the brave (Part 2)
However, the so-called price is not to erase the pain, but to double it.
An Meng felt as if she had been torn apart by a force that was not her own, and she dared not even breathe.
Her expression turned completely cold, not because she had become accustomed to such intense pain, but because she had become numb to the pain and could no longer make even the slightest extra expression—it hurt.
Taking advantage of Jiang Kehan's dodges, she stopped casting heretical spells and instead, like Jiang Kehan, began using arcane environmental spells to create an advantage.
Yes, Anmeng is also afraid of pain, even more so than normal witches. The pain brought by heretical spells affects the soul and body, and is an unbearable pain.
Nine out of ten witches who specialize in cult themes are insane, and the tenth is exceptionally insane.
An Meng was able to maintain her fourth position in the academy because she knew she feared pain, but she never rejected it.
She didn't need to resort to madness to vent her emotions; she had already overcome her inner fears before using these spells, and only victory could soothe her.
"Heh, she's not suited for a duel." Gu Qingci put down his wine glass and casually wiped his mouth.
"The Duel Witch can't always win. If she uses heretical magic so rationally, one day she will give up on her own."
If a witch actively pursues madness, then madness must have its own necessity, such as being able to transcend this pain.
Clearly, An Meng did not choose this path; she stubbornly challenged the pain instead of choosing to control it.
Besides Gu Qingci, Shan Lin, Yang Xiling, and two unexpected people were also sitting in the private room.