Bloodline of the Wizard-Chapter 316 - 162: Extreme Frost Supreme Weapon! The Fruit That Changed Its Flavor, Leader

Chapter 316: Chapter 162: Extreme Frost Supreme Weapon! The Fruit That Changed Its Flavor, Leader

Six "Sun of Dawn" in the sky each cast a beam of light, and the six beams converged over the Combat Arena into a huge, semi-transparent, multicolored Light Ball.

The colorful Light Ball spun and released a splendid and beautiful light, shining on the faces of hundreds below, who looked up in silence.

"Buzz—"

An ancient syllable came from the sky, and on hearing this signal, the young Wizards from various forces, who were participating in this competition, all exerted a trace of their soul power and cast it towards the sky.

Ronan did the same.

He had been warned in advance; this was a necessary process.

The competition, hosted jointly by the Six Great Wizarding Forces, concerned the ownership of two Dawn Rank Magic Tools and a World Stone, and naturally, fairness had to be ensured.

Each Wizard participating in the competition had to sign a simple soul contract, which mainly stipulated that competing Wizards would not use any means to "cheat."

The colorful Light Ball absorbed the soul power of sixty Wizards, their soul forces swirling inside the ball like swimming fish.

Suddenly, two streams of soul power collided abruptly.

In an instant, two beams of light descended from the Light Ball, simultaneously enveloping the figures of two people below.

Then came the second pair, the third pair...

"Hmm?!"

As the Light Ball randomly selected the fourth pair of contestants, a deep red beam of light suddenly descended above Ronan, completely enveloping him.

The beam provided information about his opponent and the sequence number of the Arena.

Ronan was somewhat surprised; he hadn’t expected his turn to come so quickly.

The Magic Ring Wizards beside him looked over, most of them unfamiliar faces, but the emotions conveyed were mostly friendly and encouraging.

"Arena number four, Black Nightmare Swamp, Bartlan Crow..."

Ronan took a deep breath, there was nothing to hesitate about; activating his Flying Ring, he soared into the air onto the fourth Combat Arena.

On the opposite side of the Arena, his opponent also flew up simultaneously.

As both stood firm, a simple Rune Array rose, and the same scenes unfolded in the other three Arenas.

Ronan felt that part of the spectator gaze from around the Arena was focused on him, mostly from the direction of Magic Ring and Black Nightmare Swamp.

Melt Crystal Lake had a few, but not many.

One of those gazes was sharp and intense, like a red-hot blade edge pressing against Ronan’s forehead.

Ronan followed the gaze and saw a tall, red-orange haired young man from Melt Crystal Lake staring coldly at him.

The man had a pair of eyes similar to the lava-like pupils that Igor once had.

But far more powerful than Igor.

Sitting in his place, the youth seemed like a constantly emitting terrifying high-temperature magma lake, and no one dared approach him closely. Merely making eye contact with Ronan from a distance caused the Bloodline Crystal in Ronan’s heart to tremble and throb.

"Ignatius..."

Ronan silently mouthed the name in his mind, dodging the openly hostile gaze without showing any expression.

This time Igor was absent probably because of this man.

Ronan shifted his gaze slightly, quickly catching another pair of peculiar and remarkable eyes.

They were wine-red, deep like ancient blood-formed vortexes.

Their owner had an indescribable, wicked smile on his face, languidly propping his chin with one hand with a smirk that was almost a laugh as he looked at Ronan.

Ronan immediately locked onto the figure, and his gaze inadvertently turned frosty.

Angelie.

Angelie Leon.

He had looked for him for a long time before the competition but found no trace; now, Angelie was no longer hiding.

Ronan saw Angelie’s thin, blade-like lips part slightly as if silently saying something to him.

He frowned, struggling to decipher.

By the third time, he finally understood what the lip movements meant—"Focus."

"Whoosh!"

A cold wind stirred by Dark Magic swept across Ronan’s face, lifting the hem of his Magic Robe high.

Ronan quickly regained his senses, only to see a dense shadow already attacking him.

A Black Nightmare Swamp Wizard, designated by the Light Ball as his opponent but who had been ignored since the start of the match, had a grim expression as he coldly waved his Magic Wand, constantly summoning Spells and hurling them at Ronan.

"It’s indeed time to focus..."

Ronan’s eyes returned to calmness, reflecting the dark light before him in his deep blue eyes and he took a deep breath.

Then, he slowly lowered his hand to make a pressing motion. ƒгeewebnovёl.com

In an instant, numerous mysterious auras, accompanied by an indescribable and terrifying energy field, expanded explosively from where Ronan’s hand fell.

The wind lifted his robe, his bright white hair fluttered backwards...

"Level 1 Law Domain Resonance..."

"Ice Blade Skill—Extreme Freeze... Supreme Weapon!"

At this moment, the attention from the spectating seats around the six arenas, which were generally evenly distributed, suddenly converged all at once towards him.

Many spectators slightly shook, even standing up involuntarily.

While the battles on the other three Arenas were still at a tentative and probing stage, who could have predicted that the fourth Arena’s duel would directly enter an unprecedented intense state.

The decorative Rune Array Light Shield shattered almost instantly.

From a high altitude looking down, you could clearly see—