Chapter 40: Celebrity fighter (2/2)

“Is that so?”

Wilde threw Stingham a glance. His tone was also very faint, as if infected by Ferguillo’s seemingly inherent indifferent calm.

Arcane particles flowed out from his fingers like streams of water. They circled around his palms and started revolving around. These arcane particles then emitted rays of abnormally dazzling magenta light, and it seemed many fairies’ tails suddenly appeared in the air, the blue tail-like streams of air gathering into his hands one after another, transforming into two long and slender blue swords as tall as his entire body.

“This is Materialization!”

Moss’ hands trembled violently once again.

Materialization could be called Iron Forest Academy’s signature skill.

A material weapon created from the combination of arcane particles and arcane power, tougher and stronger than even metal forged by metalsmiths. It could cut through steel!

The most important thing was, even if almost every arcane master in St. Lauren were aware Iron Forest Academy had such a formidable secret skill, it was a skill only elite students and elite teachers of the academy were able to grasp and use in battle.

Because one had to burst out with a large amount of arcane particle in one go. The arm bones and muscles of ordinary arcane masters were simply unable to withstand such an explosion and coiling of arcane particles.

“I’m going to attack, you be careful…”

As soon as “careful” came from his mouth, a wave of water suddenly rolled up around Wilde’s feet, turning into a whirlpool.

His body appeared without a trace behind Stingham.

The two strangely long, blue swords glinting with biting cold light were only one meter away from Stingham’s back.

Stingham merely turned his head back slightly, however. He didn’t do anything, as if he were waiting for these two long and slender blades to stab inside his body.

Wilde’s figure suddenly vanished.

Just as these two long swords seemed about to pierce inside Stingham, Wilde’s figure actually from the air all of a sudden, then reappeared to Stingham’s left.

“Even in a gravitational gym like this, he can be so fast and use such an arcane skill!”

Moss’ face turned even paler. The only one he previously knew from Iron Forest Academy was Ferguillo, but now he was certain that Korin and the others from Holy Dawn Academy’s team were probably unable to stop but a single blow even from this Wilde.

A touch of cold flashed through Wilde’s eyes, as sharp as the glittering swords in his hands.

“Kid, you actually totally think Iron Forest Academy’s for show!”

“You act so arrogant even in front of myself and Ferguillo, now I’m going to give you a lesson you’ll never forget!”

The swords in his hands ruthlessly slashed toward Stingham’s shoulders!

“Frost Nova!”

“Just quietly lie down!”

A loud and crazed shout also exploded from Stingham at this precise moment. All his golden hair floated upward.

“Boom!”

Wilde could simply not tell what was happening. He only felt the blades of his swords touch Stingham’s clothes, but then a sudden outburst of cold and hailstones actually flung his body straight out flying. He heavily crashed on the roof of the gym, then heavily smashed on the ground under the formidable gravity. His body was thoroughly numb; lifting himself even o single inch from the ground was something impossible for him at this moment.

In the eyes of the onlookers, his appearance was even more miserable.

The pellets of hail had smashed countless sunken, pale white wounds on his bare upper body. The long hair on one side of his head was frozen against his face, quite a bit of it broken as well.

If not for warm air spraying out from Wilde’s mouth, people would immediately have associated him with a dead body frozen for a long time.

“Even Wilde’s Flash Strikes actually…”

“Who the hell is this guy!”

“Why is his Frost Nova so powerful… Even Wilde’s body couldn’t withstand it even once!”

The muscle men beside Ferguillo had restored their calms very quickly even when Stingham sent the first braided muscle man flying with one hand, but their expression turned entirely different when they witnessed even Wilde being defeated so efficiently and so thoroughly.

Space and time seemed to still inside the gym.

“Haha!”

In this atmosphere, Stingham actually put his hands on his waist and laughed out loud. “It seems the Blue Wasp Wilde of resounding fame isn’t all that special.”

After putting his hands on his waist and laughing out loud in a very lame manner, he still stuck out a finger with insufferable arrogance and pointed at Ferguillo and the others, saying, “How about it, you guys afraid now right? You can directly forfeit the next match!”

“Is it a dragon bloodline?”

Ferguillo slowly walked forward, forward toward Stingham.

Even in such circumstances, his voice and expression were still cold and indifferent.