Whoosh.
Lightning flew swiftly toward Jurian. The snow-white lightning itself was very dangerous, but the presence of water and tal around Jurian made it several tis stronger.
There was no way Jurian could avoid the lightning coming at him. He was restrained by iron rods and imprisoned in a watery prison.
Bam.
The lightning almost reached Jurian, but at the very last mont it was blocked by a glass shield.
The girl in black clothes waited until the last mont and realizing that Jurian had no trump cards she decided to stop this fight.
Unlike Katlyn who was rejoicing at her victory, there was no emotion on Roland's face. He didn't even bother to wait for the girl to co up and declare him the winner. He simply walked away from the arena, which at that mont was in complete silence.
Everyone had already known who would win in the third round, but no one would have thought it would end so quickly. Roland did not give his opponent a chance to win.
What's more, everyone was surprised by how quickly Roland cast three spells of completely different elents. Each of them required control and a certain skill to immobilize his opponent so easily.
It should be noted that Roland didn't use the water spell of the Creation Magic to attack, but to further immobilize the Jurian.
Of course, Gilbert and the other strongest magicians of Mossy Vulture were surprised neither by the outco of the fight, nor by Roland's performance. Each of them knew very well how talented this young man was. In addition, during the fight Roland always beca really serious, which made it impossible to beat him.
Evan watched Roland leaving the arena and thought to himself,
Roland was the first contestant who managed to impress Evan. Sure, Katlyn and Fien were strong, but Roland stood out among them.
Since Roland outdid his opponent, their fight was over in no ti at all. None of the competitors were injured and the arena was completely intact. That's why the next, fourth, round began a few minutes after the end of the third one.
Like all the other tis Evan had hoped Fane would finally call his na, but unfortunately it was not what he wanted.
The contestants for the fourth round were announced. They were two girls from noble Families, their fight was very long and in Evan's opinion incredibly boring. He almost fell asleep while watching them.
The thing was each of the girls had three spells of Summoning Magic. They tried to immobilize each other and find a chance to attack, but ti after ti, they failed. It was like a battle between two shield-bearers who could only defend themselves.
The fifth, sixth, and seventh rounds followed. They weren't as boring as the fourth, but they were still a long, long way from the Roland`s battle. Evan had already lost all hope of a quick exit, and in fact, he had to wait a long ti.
...
Bam.
Another fight was over and the girl in black clothes announced the winner of the sixteenth round.
Like all the tis before, Fane pronounced the nas of the contestants for the next - seventeenth round: "Soren Whitehead and Evan Lynch!"
As soon as these words reached Evan's ears, he felt an unprecedented relief and joy.
It's always nice to get sothing you've been waiting for.
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