Chapter 207: Chapter 156: Charm Song
The erald blue water rippled in the enormous pool, with sunlight streaming through the school’s specially designed transparent do, casting dappled shadows on the water’s surface.
The protective barriers surrounding the arena shimred with light, preventing participants from escaping and ensuring the spectators’ safety.
The arena was packed, with apprentices of every level filling the circular stands, engaging in lively discussions.
For apprentices who long imrsed themselves in harsh cultivation and dangerous experints, the Bloody Gladiatorial Gas were among the rare entertainnt venues where one could relax.
The annual gladiatorial feast always managed to attract a large audience.
So advanced apprentices even spared no expense, spending precious magic stone fragnts to enjoy this cruel yet magnificent performance from the front row.
In the center of the pool, a beautifully ford silver-haired sea siren swam leisurely.
Her long fish tail moved elegantly, with each stroke creating perfect ripples, showcasing extraordinary control power.
Her silvery long hair spread out in the water like a splendid silk fabric, her slightly purple-red eyes intently observing her adversary.
Confronting her was a massive blue-skinned rman, standing over three ters tall.
His upper body was covered with hard scale armor, while his lower body was a powerful, sturdy fish tail with fin edges sharp as knives.
At first glance, the size disparity between them seed as vast as heaven and earth.
The rman wielded a rust-covered trident, his face ferocious and tusks prominent, eyes gleaming with a cruel light.
This was a ticulously modified combat creature, muscles knotted, exuding an uncontrollable desire to kill.
Each tail whip sent up trendous sprays, demonstrating colossal strength.
"That rman is a rare catch from the ’Salvagers,’ reportedly tearing apart adult demon sharks effortlessly in deep-sea environnts."
An interdiate apprentice introduced to his companion on the stands, speaking in a tone filled with expectation:
"I saw it myself in the previous match, where it devoured a sea python in three bites. They say its owner spent several hundred magic stone fragnts to buy it."
"And whose combat slave is that sea siren? Seems just an ordinary-blooded sea siren, even quite immature."
The companion questioned, eyes flashing with puzzlent:
"Isn’t this contrast too stark? It’s practically a death sentence."
"The slave of Ron from the candidate wizard sequence."
The interdiate apprentice lowered his voice, a look of awe crossing his face:
"That genius alchemist who started from the sixth-class star, becoming an interdiate apprentice in less than a year. Amazingly, he rescued this little sea siren from a critical state, raising her for less than half a year..."
He paused, adding mysteriously:
"This showdown seems uneven, but I hear insiders are betting on her. In the previous elimination rounds, she’s already taken down three opponents twice her size."
With the referee’s command, the battle officially began.
The blue-skinned rman let out an ear-splitting roar, sending ripples across the water surface as he charged at Dale like an arrow released.
The trident carved a cold gleam through the water, unstoppable.
The size difference was especially evident at this mont, with the rman’s enormous body almost enveloping Dale in shadow.
An ordinary sea siren facing such an onslaught would likely have no chance to flee, being impaled on the spot.
However, there was not a trace of fear in Dale’s eyes, instead revealing a chilling, sinister smile.
Just as the trident was about to strike, her body suddenly twisted bizarrely in the water, as if boneless, easily dodging the fatal blow.
Simultaneously, a strange syllable escaped her lips, with sound waves traveling through the water, forming visible ripples.
"Hula~"
This syllable sounded like so ancient language, carrying peculiar charm.
"Hmm?" The rman was montarily stunned, his movents visibly slowing, a trace of confusion flickering in his murky eyes.
Dale seized this chance, swimming to the pool’s center, beginning to circle the rman slowly, drawing a perfect circle.
Her silver hair floated in the water, forming a beautiful arc like a graceful ribbon, wrapping around her prey tightly.
The rman snorted coldly, shook his head to disperse the brief bewildernt, and once again raised the trident to launch a ferocious attack.
However, this ti, Dale no longer dodged, but t the attack head-on.
Amid the spectators’ surprised gazes, she spread her arms, as if welcoming a hug.
"Is it crazy?" Soone exclaid from the stands, "Isn’t this courting death?"
At the mont when the trident was about to pierce Dale’s chest.
The water surface suddenly surged, with dozens of water spheres erging from all directions, precisely striking the rman’s joints and eyes.
The water spheres appeared soft yet were as tough as steel, containing high-concentration acid inside, causing intense pain upon hitting the eyes.
This move was evidently ticulously designed to maximally disrupt the opponent’s actions and vision.
The rman let out a cry of agony, his offensive interrupted.
He blinked forcefully, attempting to dispel the intense stinging sensation.
Dale seized this mont, approaching the rman, but without direct attack, she began to sing.
The sound was like a heavenly lody, spreading through the water, forming an eerie resonance.
Each note seed to carry magic, causing the entire pool to tremble.
The audience found themselves unwittingly drawn by the song, their thoughts becoming hazy.
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