Chapter 1: The Awakening of the Young Man! Thaumaturge...

  "What's going on?"

  "It's Sand Coffin! Rogkrit has secretly used Sand Coffin after using Avalanche, and set up a defense around him!"

  "Sure enough, look, there's still sand in it!"

  "Hit by sandstorms on both feet, can you still stand?"

  Amidst a chorus of gasps, the majority of Saint Lumin Academy students on the stands saw Ailin jumping up with a blood-curdling scream as fresh blood splattered from under his feet, while several sand scorpions were still rapidly moving towards him just a short distance in front of him.

  Those sand dunes are all formed by ordinary sand gathering under the action of wind, and when they are still, they are completely the same color as the ground, just like a slightly raised pile of sandy soil, which can't be seen at all!

  "This guy... can he still get up?" The hearts of the contestants in the rest area, including Jieyiwei's, tightened all at once. Just now when Ailin was joking around saying try to see what this sand scorpion tastes like, didn't think that now she really got stung by the sand scorpion.

  "It hurts! It hurts!"

  Ailin was in so much pain that he almost went crazy. In the corner of his eye, those two sand scorpions that had stung him were now just a little shorter, having turned into dust, but he could imagine the missing tail segment spreading under his feet. Now it wasn't just the wound on the sole of his foot that hurt, but his entire foot felt like it had been pierced by dozens or even hundreds of fine needles, with intense stinging pain everywhere.

  "Is it really like this?!"

  What made many people in the stands want to laugh but couldn't was that Ailin, who was in so much pain that he didn't dare put his feet on the ground, actually jumped up and pressed both hands on the ground, doing a handstand, with his hands exerting force non-stop, instantly retreating over ten meters to avoid the remaining sand scorpions.

  Those few sandstorms chased out a few meters and then slowly stopped, turning into a pile of dust again.

  "You're indeed more skilled in combat than I imagined, but in this kind of fight, you must be constantly aware of the signs of Qi circulation in your opponent's body. Otherwise, you may very likely be hit by some hidden techniques like this time."

  Rogrit's voice sounded, his hands pressed against his own chest, and he slowly stood up with some difficulty.

  "Roguelite can still fight!"

  "Ai Lin is already unable to stand, what to do? He's going to lose!"

  Many of the freshmen who absolutely supported Ailin couldn't help but stand up. "What!" What made them suddenly unable to make a sound was that they saw Ailin, who was shaking all over in pain, also standing on both feet, clenching his fists and slowly straightening his body.

  "I will absolutely never give up!"

  "This little pain is nothing!"

  "As long as I still have my legs, I can still run!"

  Ailing was already in a daze from the pain, but he still lifted his head and started running!

  "Sand Scouring Technique!"

  Rogrit's eyes were once again filled with admiration and fervent light, his fingers moved slightly, some spell particles fell silently to the ground beneath him, a scorpion emerged from the hard mud like it was hatching, separated from the ground, and quickly crawled towards his surroundings.

  This is an offensive and defensive technique combined, in theory, as long as Ailin, who has not condensed the yuan particles, is not allowed to get close, Ailin will fundamentally be unable to gain victory in battle.

  The "logical finger" just now has also made Rogrit clearly aware that Ailin is fundamentally unable to issue any powerful techniques.

  "What?!"

  But at this moment, his pupils suddenly contracted.

  Faced with his "Sand Scouring Technique", Ailin not only didn't stop in her tracks, but instead instantly accelerated her body's speed to the extreme, turning into a whirlwind that even he couldn't see clearly!

  "Bang!" Ailin's foot heavily trampled on a sandworm, then rushed to his body like lightning.

  At this moment, Rogrite, who had just finished casting his spell, only managed to block Elin's fist with his right arm!

  Bang!

  A dull, muffled impact sounded immediately, and Rogrite's arm was blasted by Elin's punch, pressed against his chest, making it impossible for him to breathe. A powerful shockwave sent his feet off the ground again, flying backward!

  "Hiss..."

  The vast majority of the audience was gasping in shock. At that moment, their feet seemed to have cramps suddenly.

  Ji Baiwei's mind was a complete blank, and he had no idea what kind of taste it was in his heart.

  Ailin actually launched such a violent attack with his feet on the sandy ground!

  Everyone saw that the sandworm under Ailin's foot was trampled into a flat pile of dust.

  But at the same time, everyone was also very clear that the tail thorn of the sandworm had also deeply pierced Elin's foot in that instant.

  Ailing's way of playing is no different from stepping on a nail and then jumping up to hit Roger.

  Many people can endure the pain of being pierced by a single iron nail, but very few have the courage to take a step forward and trample on it themselves. Moreover, what's crucial is that they still need to overcome such suffering and fight on!

  Pong!

  Rogrit landed heavily on the ground. The sound of his fall was like an invisible giant hammer, striking the hearts of all Sheng Li Ming College students in the stands.

  Ailin's body also flew out, jumping several times, standing on the ground, his feet twitching non-stop, and his face was twisted in agony.

  "I don't know how much sand got into my feet... it must hurt terribly."

  "Can you still stand like this? Don't get up yet, Rogrit?"

  Looking at Eirin's appearance, almost all the freshmen prayed in their hearts that Rogrite wouldn't get up again and let Eirin take down this game.

  But what made them all let out a disappointed cry was that Roger slowly got up again.

  Rogritz was panting in pain, but looking at Ailin who was still standing, a faint smile appeared on his face.

  "Can I still hold on? Can I still fight?" He panted, looking at Ailin in the distance.

  "It really hurts!" Elin cried out desperately, "But I won't go down easily!...I'm going to take you down!"

  "I will fight to the death."

  Rogrit accompanied by a painful breath, let out an even louder laughter: "In that case, you must also have the determination to thoroughly fight for your life."

  As soon as this sentence came out, the entire Sheng Liming Arena fell silent again.

  Almost all students of Sheng Li Ming College on stage also felt a flame burning in their chest.

  "Come on!"

  As all these students looked at Roger with eyes full of respect, Ailin had already let out a loud shout and started sprinting again!

  "No matter how painful it is, I will knock you down!"

  "As long as there is still strength in the body, you can fight!"

  ……

  "Here I come!"

  In Roger's line of sight, Ailin's figure suddenly disappeared, and a strong wind had already surged from behind.

  He just let out a low shout in his heart and suddenly turned around.

  In the instant he turned around, the technique particles within his body had once again burst out from both of his hands in a frenzy.

  "Avalanche Technique!"

  Ailin's figure was only two or three meters away from him, but at this moment, a bursting water wall appeared between him and Ailin.

  "Ah!"

  Ailin's fist struck out fiercely and slammed into the water wall, but after penetrating half a meter, it couldn't advance any further.

  "Boom!"

  In the next second, his whole body was slapped hard by this wall of water, and he flew backwards again.

  Being hit by this technique is no different from being hit by over a hundred fists at once.

  Ailin's will and spirit had already reached their limits, and this time being hit like that, he even fainted briefly when he was completely suffocated and flew out.

  With a thud, his entire body heavily fell to the ground. It wasn't until he took in a fresh breath of air that he regained consciousness from his dazed state.

  "Roger is almost out of time too, his particle gauge is almost depleted."

  "The previous match had also exhausted his physical strength, and he was hit twice by Ailin like a mad bull. Anyone else would have been unable to get up!"

  "Ellen can't stand up this time, will she be able to get back on her feet?"

  All the spectators on the platform felt a little numb in their bodies. They could all see that at this stage of the game, it was already a battle of willpower between the two sides.

  "Much stronger than before!"

  "I won't give up! I'm going to join the Academy team! Chris is still watching me from the stands!"

  Ailin's eyes were dark, he desperately wanted to get up, but his body was out of control, as if trapped in a painful nightmare.

  "This is..."

  However, in the darkness, it seemed as if countless stars were shining brightly, guiding him in the right direction.

  As her consciousness focused on the twinkling stars, Ailin suddenly felt that the first magic gate in her mind was clearer than before, and the sparkling magic particles within the first magic gate seemed to have increased by several times!

  Are these granules really tumor cells?

  These terms have been unchanged for a long time, how can they suddenly become more?

  Ailin couldn't understand, but the accumulated terms somehow made him feel more powerful, gave him more courage, and his body seemed to have been infused with more fresh power.

  "Ah!"

  With a painful cry, his hands supported him on the muddy ground, and he slowly got up again!

  At the moment of standing up, when the will to knock down the opponent becomes the only thought in his mind, he has a kind of martial arts particle in his body that is about to come out with his hands.

  "Fight!"

  He sprinted again, rushing towards Roger.

  "It's almost at the limit."

  "This blow should have completely decided the outcome!"

  Rogrit, feeling his physical strength and willpower had reached their limits, forcibly supported his body and revealed a firm smile, with the remaining magical particles in his body thoroughly erupting out.

  "Avalanche Technique!"

  At this moment, Ailin, who was rushing towards him, had also raised his hand, with five fingers that seemed to emit a strange magical power!