Chapter 104: Fighting Spirit Arena
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Three weeks later, with the strong support of the Northern Academy, the full assistance of the Great Spirit Arena, and the allure of gleaming gold spirit coins, four "Ruby-level" Spirit King teams gathered at the Beidi Great Spirit Arena.
Among them, two teams were temporary gatherings of freelancers who had taken on missions, each led by two Spirit Kings of Ruby level or higher and composed of five Spirit Ancestors.
One team was a genuine team that had come by reputation, with a strong lineup of three Spirit Kings and four Spirit Ancestors.
In terms of level alone, they were almost equivalent to the Spirit Hall's "Golden Generation" team.
As for the information of the last team, the Spirit Arena did not disclose it to the public, leaving a suspense.
Ilya and the others had a premonition that this unknown team was likely to be their real formidable opponent.
The Northern Great Spirit Arena did not immediately arrange a battle between the two sides. After all, this kind of team battle of this level was rare. They put a lot of effort into this matter, and of course, they had to take advantage of the situation to promote it.
Given the good relationship between the two sides, the Northern Academy did not urge them.
It wasn't until the fifth day that the battle invitation was sent to Amon.
"Tsk, this is our first group activity, right? I hope everyone can have fun," Amon said with a chuckle, adjusting his monocle.
"Hehe, I've been waiting a little impatiently. I hope they can give me some fun."
Yan Jin clenched his right fist and knocked it into his left palm, revealing a slightly arrogant smile.
Romier picked his nose with his little finger, then flicked the booger towards Franco, drawing a glare from the latter.
He looked relaxed. Although the position of his fourth spirit ability was left for "Spirit Avatar," causing his barrier's strength to be less indestructible than in the past at the same level, it was still not easily broken.
Apart from the three of them, the rest of the team members looked a little solemn, because they were only in their thirties, while their opponents were Spirit Ancestors in their forties. Lacking a fourth spirit ring had a significant impact on their combat power.
The next day, the Beidi Great Spirit Arena was packed with people, many of whom were wealthy merchants or nobles who had traveled thousands of miles from other cities to watch.
Sun Boyuan looked at the bustling Great Spirit Arena with a somewhat dazed expression.
The origin of the matter was that he wanted the members of the Beidi Team to undergo training to improve their teamwork, but he didn't expect the Great Spirit Arena to turn it into a small festival for spirit masters.
Amidst the attention of the crowd, the members of the Beidi Team slowly walked onto the arena.
Unlike the standardized arena prepared by the academy in imitation of the Spirit Master Competition, the Spirit Arena had prepared the central main arena for them this time.
The area was wider, allowing Spirit Masters of the Spirit King level to fully exert their abilities without appearing cramped.
The opponent was a freelance team composed of two Ruby-level Spirit Kings and five Sapphire-level Spirit Ancestors.
One of the Spirit Kings, with a thin figure and a hooked nose, sneered, "Oh, is it you guys? A bunch of kids… Winning against you seven will get us three times the prize money promised by the Spirit Arena?"
The Northern Academy's team consisted of Yan Jin, Romier, Lei Yin, Bi Da'er, Ilya, Bing Lan, and Brady.
Yan Jin looked at him with a disgusted expression: "Just you? Not even a warm-up."
The battle began. Since the temporary team from the Spirit Arena was also composed of freelancers, their coordination was almost non-existent. Although it was a team battle, it turned into a group of individual battles between the two sides.
The hooked-nose Spirit King approached Yan Jin and said in a sinister tone: "Kid, this is the Great Spirit Arena, not your school."
Facts proved that Yan Jin was not a person who liked to boast. The hooked-nose Spirit King was all talk and no action, and she was almost knocked down with one move.
The Earth Dragon Golden Melon endowed Yan Jin with the ultimate earth attribute. Although the temperature of her magma spirit didn't increase much, the impact force of simulating a volcanic eruption reached an extremely terrifying level.
Even though the hooked-nose Spirit King used his fourth spirit ability, he was still knocked unconscious by Yan Jin's first and second spirit abilities combined into a move called "Great Eruption."
"Tch, so weak," Yan Jin curled her lips and scanned the battles of the other six people.
Romier relied on his superb defense, using his barrier to form a suit of armor that completely wrapped his body, holding two barrier longswords in his hands, and holding back another Spirit King.
Apart from him being slightly weak, the rest of the people were still in a stalemate, and the direction of victory or defeat could not be seen.
The defeat of the hooked-nose Spirit King affected the mentality of their team members. In a panic, before Yan Jin could make the next move, Bi Da'er and Brady seized the opponents' flaws and knocked them to the ground.
The outcome was already clear. The two who freed their hands helped their teammates and defeated the remaining opponents. The Spirit King who was fighting Romier alone was unable to support himself and had no choice but to admit defeat.
The entire competition process was not thrilling. The Northern Academy team won with a huge advantage.
However, the audience's enthusiasm remained undiminished. A battle between equally matched opponents was certainly exciting, but such a quick and neat victory, like an autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves, could also arouse their admiration for the winning team.
The next day, the Northern Academy replaced three people, replacing Bi Da'er, Brady, and Ilya with Gong Chengyun, Yang Feipeng, and Franco, who were slightly weaker.
However, the battle was still uneventful. It could only be said that Yan Jin was too strong, always defeating her opponent first with overwhelming power, thus laying the foundation for victory.
The reason why she didn't obtain a diamond-level badge in the Great Spirit Arena was not because she wasn't strong enough, but because there weren't enough opponents to match her, causing her to only be able to stay at the ruby level.
Yan Jin's performance made Sun Boyuan feel complicated. He felt like he had done something superfluous.
Although it further proved the strength of the Northern Team's overall strength, there was almost no effect on improving teamwork.
There was no battle on the third day. After resting for two days, the battle between the third team and the Northern Academy officially began.
Amon sat in the audience, watching the arena below with great interest. He smelled a familiar scent from that "Soul Hunting Team."
That was the same aura as the triplets robbers and the villagers of the nameless village outside Soul Destruction Mountain.
Looking around, he indeed saw a familiar figure.
Walter was wearing a red and black silk suit, like an ordinary wealthy old man, holding a teacup, sitting in a not-so-good angle in the Spectator, watching the arena with a smile.
"Aren't you going on stage yet? Today's opponent is not simple," Vargas, the Spirit Hall's person in charge, the red-clothed bishop, asked with a slightly puzzled expression.
He knew that this Spirit Arena Competition was mainly held for the Northern Academy team to improve their teamwork, but since you want to improve the team, what do you mean by watching the show from the side?
"It seems that you know something about this 'Soul Hunting Team,' but you don't know enough about me… If you were in that team, maybe I would be interested in going up and playing," Amon replied with a smile.
Vargas's pupils shrank, and then he showed an interested smile, "You mean, you are confident in fighting me?"
He knew that Amon had always been low-key, almost never actively showing anything, but at this moment, he would actually show such sharpness, which surprised him.
Everything he wanted was already in hand, and what was left was just a clone whose personality was similar to the main body. Amon no longer needed to hide too much. He nodded slightly:
"Yes, but there is no need."
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