The God of Cataka

69

"Next, Alchemist Number Fifty against Witch Number Three-three!" The show host announced. "Please head to the arena!"

THE TRACK!

THE TRACK!

A girl in tight clothes in a scarlet scarlet hooded robe stepped into the middle of the arena. The glittering end of his golden staff tapped on the floor, the tip of his robe dragged across the floor until the semester was further back.

The male audience was flabbergasted with sparkling eyes.

The emperor groaned silently as he twirled his eyeballs.

Long Yueyan's!

The eldest daughter of Emperor Jiangnan-the country where the Knight Trials were held.

Long Hua Ze's.

Beautiful, graceful and glamorous. Actually a little too good. And his mouth is no less big than his sister.

Shortly after, a twenty-five-year-old man stepped into the middle of the arena from the other side.

The young man wore a shiny black leather coat with no arms and no shoulder protection, revealing clearly his bulging hand muscles. His wrist was wearing only the same leather bracelet that only wrapped a quarter of his arm. Her waistband was made of the same skin.

Is that true? yueyan chuckled in his heart. Those glittering muscles could an Alchemist possess?

"He's an Alchemist?" Jialin was flabbergasted at his seat. "It's so thick," he murmured in astonishment.

Tiao and Shen Zhu simultaneously turned their heads towards the participants of the alchemist stream with frowns.

How strange! shen Zhu thought. It seemed that the Alchemist was a little too brutal.

The chairmen simultaneously ganged towards the owner of the alchemist college.

The owner of the alchemist college was spontaneously stammered. "I---i-that's a personal factor," he stammered. "It has nothing to do with the alchemist sect!" he berkilah.

"Since an Alchemist cannot attack, if he can last for ten minutes, he is considered to win!" The show driver told.

Long Yueyan smirked under the hood of her robe. "Number of Fifty" he said, was intimidating, gentle yet arrogant, typical of the first-class nobility. "The one standing in front of you right now.is the first champion in the Magic Flow Preliminary Round. Genius Number One in Jiangnan. The most talented invincible Noble Witch in history."

The emperor bought it.

Long Hua Ze snorted with a look of disgust.

"In addition to the most beautiful women in the Xuang Continent of course," Yueyan added.

It's the turn of the women now who buy it. Some people even scold and grumble.

"Prospective Sect Leader of Alchemists, the undoubted Heir of the Jiangnan Throne," Long Yueyan said.

"What heir?" Hua Ze growled at his seat. "Consider your image, you Big Mouthed Cunning Fox!" hardiknya while moving and almost crashing into the middle of the arena.

Gouw Anio and Qianxi immediately ambushed the young man's arm to his left-right and held him in a fog.

"Master Alchemist who is rather handsome," continued Yueyan not caring around. "What if you just admit defeat?" cupped his palms in front of his chest like the attitude of people praying and rubbed his eyes in a seductive style.

"Wuaaaaahhhh…!" The rather handsome Alchemist Master responded with a glittering gaze until he staggered so fascinated. Then bend your knees and admit defeat.

Then the host announced, "Witch Number Three-three wins!"

And the entire arena exploded by the spectacular applause and hysterical screams of Long Yueyan fans.

Only in Yueyan's imagination!

The reality…

"Absolutely lost?" The No. Fifty alchemist folded his hands in front of his chest. Next to his eyebrows raised high. "Where is my pride as the Champion of the One Round Alchemist Stream?" the grunt is cynical.

Yueyan nodded and wide.

"What if a witch?" furious Alchemist Number Fifty was full of determination. Then he bent down and smacked his fist into the palm. "Just take out all your moves and take my fists!" he shouted while lunging towards Yueyan.

Yueyan's reflex throws a dome-shaped light energy from her wand and creates a protective manna.

The alchemist swung his fist preparing to break Yueyan's defensive magic.

"Tu-tu-tu-wait, wait!" Yueyan shook her hands in front of her face. "The rather handsome Alchemist Master," he appealed once again. "Didn't you see it clearly? I have the most legendary magic wand in history. I'm not even very good at controlling it. If you are not careful, it is feared that you can hurt your rather handsome face."

"Very long-winded!" the Hardic of the Number Fifty Alchemist while landing his fist on the surface of the transparent dome that fortified Yueyan and instantly the protective manna exploded into pieces. "Do you want to fight or not?" challenge him once again.

Yueyan soared and ran away. Impossible! thought panic. I failed to scare this alchemist. Even my beauty had no effect on her! Is he a man?

As a result, a chase occurred. The battle arena turned into a running race track.

Occasionally Yueyan inhibited the Alchemist by creating a protective manna of varying degrees of strength.

But the alchemist had always managed to break it with just his fists.

"Is he really an Alchemist?" The audience was flabbergasted with confused faces.

"Magic has no eyes!" yueyan screamed at the Number Fifty Alchemist. "I was just trying to advise you, but you didn't take it, instead" he continued to run around the arena, while the Alchemist continued to hunt him down. "If anything happens to you later, don't regret it!"

"What empty egg?" the Alchemist sergeant kept running after Yueyan. "Your magic has no eyes, neither do my fists have eyes!"

"Are you actually a man or not?" yueyan shouted as he sped up his run.

"Don't run, the invincible Genius Witch of Number One Jiangnan!" the Number Fifty Alchemist. "Thank my fist just once!"

Yueyan screamed in fear. This crazy alchemist turned out to be fearless and extremely brutal! he said in his heart. I need to get away from him!

"What exactly is he doing?" muttered Shen Zhu. "Why does he keep avoiding?"

"How can something like this be the first champion in the magic flow preliminary round?" The other participants on the bleachers muttered in a reproachful manner.

"You must be a spy disguised as an alchemist!" yueyan shouted as he swung his staff and left an even stronger protective dome.

But again the alchemist managed to blow it with his fist.

"Will run until when?" shouted the Alchemist. It then hurled a plume of blue-colored flame towards Yueyan.

Yueyan screamed again, but then managed to dodge the attack by flicking her body in a kayang position.

The fireball hit the wall.

It is fortunate that I am much more agile, Yueyan thought as he pulled back his body to stand upright, then turned his head towards the Alchemist with a grin. "You see my speed?" he said confidently.

The alchemist responded with a grin while crossing.

Yueyan spontaneously squinted her eyes suspiciously.

Simultaneously, the fireball that hit the arena wall bounced off and shot back towards Yueyan.

BUOUUUM!

Yueyan fell strangled with a smudged face by the soot.

The spectators smothered his mouth with laughter.

Yueyan pulled up her body and growled. "Can't attack the face!" his whine almost cried. "I don't think you're so brutal" she wrote in a childish sulking style. Then began to put the horses and move the cane and fingers of his hand in front of the face.

"Finally starting to look like a witch!" the Alchemist Syndicate Number Fifty.

"Let me show you my prowess" yelled Yueyan.

A second later, a layered magic formation was created on the floor, around the waist and above Yueyan's head.

The arena began to shake and rumble.

The spectators held their breath with tense expressions.

The aura that the magic formation was casting felt intimidating.