Cornelia's words stunned everyone on the arena.

Was this woman… really a proper woman?

"Hey, Cornelia, was it? Where are those poor women you saw? No other reason, I just feel sorry for them and want to donate some money!" Yang Xiangdi said bashfully, rubbing his hands.

"Ah?" Cornelia scratched her head blankly. "I saw it on the computer in Morton's room. Morton didn't turn off the computer that day..."

"Cornelia! Shut up! If you dare to spout nonsense before this fight is over, I'll chop you to death with my axe!"

Cornelia was about to continue when Morton roared, and Cornelia quickly shut her mouth and focused on dealing with Ma Fei.

Morton's forehead veins were bulging. If Cornelia kept talking, the Jini Tai Mei Academy would never be able to hold their heads up again.

"It's okay, Cornelia, ignore him. I'll kill him right away, you keep talking, we're all ears!"

Qiao Yu pressed down on his Yanyue blade with force. Morton, holding up his twin axes, was indeed turning red in the face, unable to spare any attention to speak.

"Divine Blessing!"

Tarsha in the rear spread her arms, and a golden pillar of light enveloped Morton.

"Divine Abomination!"

Immediately afterwards, a black pillar of light enveloped Qiao Yu, and Qiao Yu immediately felt his power weakened.

And Morton, who had been firmly suppressed by Qiao Yu, was like he had taken an aphrodisiac, instantly turning the tables!

He forcefully lifted his twin axes, directly sending Qiao Yu flying.

Although the recovery ability of the priest profession isn't as strong as Zhao Ziyue's pure healing mage, it excels in being more versatile, able to amplify teammates' combat power and weaken opponents.

If Morton's injuries were treated by Zhao Ziyue just now, it was estimated that they would be fully healed in less than three seconds.

"Voice of Van Helsing!"

Qiao Yu chanted in a low voice, and the surviving headless knights and skeleton warriors suddenly turned crimson, charging towards Tarsha like madmen.

"Flame Wall!"

Lucas slammed the fiery red shield in his hand forcefully, and countless flames rose from his shield, forming a wall of fire. The terrifying heat caused the temperature of the entire Kyoto Stadium to slowly rise.

The skeleton warriors were incinerated as soon as they approached, and the headless knights were directly knocked away by Lucas's shield after breaking through the fire wall, unable to get close to Tarsha at all.

Seeing this, Qiao Yu's heart sank. If he didn't take care of Lucas first, he would have no chance to attack that priest, Tarsha.

"It's useless! My shield has the blessing of the Flame God, you can't break through my fire defense!"

Lucas revealed a confident smile.

"Oh? Is that really so?"

Zuo You, carrying the Nether咒 (Mingzhou) Shield, crashed heavily into Lucas's shield.

"Stupid woman! Are you trying to die? You'll only be burned to ashes along with your shield by my flames!"

Lucas sneered, but his smile then froze on his face.

Because he discovered that the pitch-black shield was actually devouring his flames!

Zuo You wasn't surprised by this at all. The Nether咒 (Mingzhou) Shield could even withstand the burning of Netherworld Fire, and Lucas's flames were nothing compared to Netherworld Fire.

"I don't believe you can really devour all my flames!" Lucas's eyes narrowed as he came to his senses.

"Flame Shield Burst!"

Even more ferocious and intense orange-red flames soared into the sky, engulfing Zuo You and her shield together. The flickering flames illuminated Lucas's thin face, making it appear uncertain.

The crowd in the audience let out a cry of surprise. Was such a cute little loli really incinerated like that?

Suddenly, the sky full of flames trembled as if it had encountered something terrifying.

Even though it was just a pile of flames, everyone clearly felt a sense of fear from the flames.

It was as if they had met their king!

Whoosh!

The orange-red flames frantically burrowed into Lucas's shield as if they had gone mad.

"Impossible! What's going on?" Lucas was shocked. He had never seen such a scene before!

The flames scattered, revealing Zuo You's delicate face again. Her face was a little flushed from the high temperature of the flames.

A wisp of dark black flame quietly disappeared, unnoticed by Lucas.

However, while this aura could deceive others, how could it possibly deceive the top experts behind Song Qingshan?

"Ji Pingyang, that aura just now, that little girl..." Qin Tianhao's eyes narrowed.

"Yes! One of the most top-tier flames, Netherworld Fire!" Ji Pingyang's expression was also somewhat solemn.

"Netherworld Fire... But wasn't it proven long ago that Netherworld Fire can't be tamed by players? Even players of your and my level can't do it, how did this little girl named Zuo You do it?" Qin Tianhao's eyes were full of contemplation.

"I'm not sure about that either, but the mysterious expert who suddenly visited my Kyoto University last time seemed to have come for her." Ji Pingyang shook his head.

Qin Tianhao was silent for a moment, while Schultes on the side had a glint in his eyes.

"Netherworld Fire... Interesting!"

Zuo You didn't know that her use of Netherworld Fire had already been noticed. She charged forward with the Nether咒 (Mingzhou) Shield, preparing to press the attack while she had the advantage.

Hua Laitu raised his staff and pointed it at Zuo You.

"Wrath of the Wind God!"

The raging wind directly blew Zuo You flying backwards.

"Lucas, what's going on?" Hua Laitu frowned slightly.

"I don't know! There's something on that woman! My flames are completely hiding in the shield and can't be summoned!"

Lucas's face was very ugly. Flames should be unconscious, he didn't understand why the other party could scare his flames into hiding in the shield and refusing to come out.

"It's okay! Just focus on tanking damage this match!" Hua Laitu patted him on the shoulder.

The inability to use flames only limited Lucas's offensive ability, his defense was still top-notch in the combat competition.

Lucas nodded with an ugly expression.

On the other side, the battle between Morton and Qiao Yu had entered a fever pitch.

Tarsha amplified Morton and weakened Qiao Yu. With this ebb and flow, Qiao Yu had been constantly suppressed by Morton.

Every axe from Morton was aimed at Qiao Yu's vitals, and Qiao Yu could only barely parry.

However, Qiao Yu had no intention of fighting back, he just kept waving the Dark Staff and summoning skeleton warriors.

"Fight back! Why aren't you fighting back?! Weren't you very arrogant before the match? What's the point of you constantly summoning those useless skeletons?"

Morton grinned, constantly swinging his twin axes.

The cold air from the axes was transmitted to the Zhulong Yanyue Blade, constantly eroding Qiao Yu's body. Qiao Yu's eyelashes were covered with white frost.

At this time, Qiao Yu instead revealed a kind smile.

"Don't worry! I'll give you the time of your life soon!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the countless skeleton soldiers that had just been summoned rushed towards Qiao Yu and Morton, the ocean of skeletons engulfed the two, and then Qiao Yu's voice rang out from the middle of the skeletons.

"Undead Bomb!"