**Chapter 765: Xiao Han: I Saved Tan Han**
“An astonishing reversal! Oh my! Contestant Aipuli has unexpectedly made such a mistake at this critical moment! Will contestant Tan Han turn the tables on her at this crucial moment?!”
With the announcer’s shocked exclamation, Tan Han seized the last opportunity, thrusting the Absolute Cold Wand hard into Aipuli’s chest at the very moment her transformation was completed.
The searing flames of the Fire Demon clashed terrifyingly against the absolute zero ice coldness, creating a massive explosion of light at their point of contact, as if dividing the entire arena into worlds of ice and fire.
In this state, the one suffering the most was undoubtedly Tan Han.
She not only had to face the flaming inferno of the Fire Demon transformation but also resist the burden of absolute zero on her body.
At that moment, she had reached the limit of her physical capabilities.
However, Tan Han’s opponent, Aipuli, was enduring a different kind of torment.
The Fire Demon transformation granted her immense affinity and control over fire, but at this instant, her transformation was directly penetrated at its most vulnerable point by Tan Han’s Absolute Cold Wand, inflicting severe damage!
At first, she had underestimated her opponent’s ambition, but when the strike came, it struck precisely at the weakest spot of her spell ceremony framework!
There was only a little left… If she had completed her transformation, the protection from the Fire Demon transformation would have prevented her from facing such an opportunity!
But there are no “what ifs”…
She could feel her transformation losing control at an uncontrollable speed, with the explosive impact and the magic power converting into fire elements crazily flowing back according to the spell framework, hitting her body. The uncontrolled collapse of the ceremony structure severely interrupted her mental power, causing it to suffer great damage.
The danger of the double backlash gradually became clear. Even though her undying nature allowed her to withstand the overwhelming magic backlash from the transformation spell, she was rendered unable to regain the initiative afterward.
At this moment, she still had a way to take Tan Han down with her, but… dying together held no purpose or meaning anymore.
Aipuli was very aware that she had not yet come to the end of her match, but she saw the end of her life approaching—her mentor… Sister Chris… was coming for her.
She must be very disappointed, right?
She had said she would wait for Aipuli to become a true Extraordinary Witch and then call her sister…
But she had ultimately made such a choice; was this the answer concluded from her thoughts over this vacation?
No matter how much Aipuli wanted to deny it at that moment, her actions clearly responded to the answer she most did not want to say aloud.
With the intense elemental clash, the match came to a dramatic conclusion, marked by a final explosive sound.
The announcer had completely let go of himself at this last moment, switching to the victory theme music. The audience was exuberantly expressing their excitement, their cheers reminiscent of the arena’s throbbing heartbeat, fueling the passion unique to the competitors.
Was the final outcome that Tan Han and Aipuli both perished in this manner?
Of course not; Tan Han could have shot the Absolute Cold Wand away with a spell. After all, the Absolute Cold Wand did not belong to Tan Han’s powers—she didn’t even need to maintain it with her own strength; simply triggering it was sufficient.
But for the sake of victory, Tan Han still chose to pierce Aipuli with her own hand for that final blow, ensuring no uncontrollable accidents would happen at this last moment.
And Tan Han’s reliance was the Teleportation Spellbook. Although this kind of spellbook couldn’t compare to space teleportation spells in terms of magnitude, it could still pull Tan Han away from the ultimate explosion at that last moment.
As for the depleted magic power… there were magic recovery potions, right?
After all, this was an unrestricted battle.
However, recovering magic power wasn’t instantaneous upon drinking this potion; it occurred slowly, so conserving magic in the arena was also a skill. Moreover, the magic recovery potion could not be stacked infinitely.
Aipuli didn’t need to worry because her magic source was ample enough. Even using the Excessive Consumption Spellbook would allow her to cast ten times!
What does ten times mean?
If it weren’t for the protective spells in the arena, the arena would have been flattened ten times!
But even though Tan Han used the Teleportation Spell, she still suffered absolute trauma.
After all, one side was a fragment of Extraordinary Knowledge, and the other was the Excessive Consumption Spellbook.
Whichever’s power was sufficient to engulf the entire arena; even though Tan Han reached the edge, she was still struck senseless by the explosion’s shockwave and elemental chaos. While on the surface she seemed to be lying on the ground in one piece, the internal injuries from such an explosion were beyond words.
“This match has left both contestants heavily injured; does it have to end in a draw like this? Contestant Aipuli, after experiencing a dual backlash of magic power and mental power, is already unable to move! Even with her immense undying nature, she cannot withstand the Fire Demon’s purgatorial backlash. Our medical personnel are already on standby at the edge of the field…”
“On the other hand, our contestant Tan Han, as a second-year student without the support of undying nature, surprisingly remains conscious under such an impact! Let’s review the slow-motion footage… at the last moment of the explosion, Tan Han astonishingly teleported herself to the edge of the arena! Yet even so, contestant Tan Han’s injuries are still not optimistic…”
“But it seems that our contestant Tan Han is unwilling to give up; she resolutely retrieves… um, a healing potion from her storage equipment! Hahaha, the intense fight almost made us forget this is an unrestricted battle! It seems the outcome of this battle has been determined! Let’s cheer for Tan Han’s victory once again!!!”
On the observation platform.
“We won! This time, Little Tan really won!” At this moment, Ying Shiqian and the store manager could no longer contain their joy, sincerely cheering for Tan Han’s victory.
“What a brilliant match!” Even Chris couldn’t help but exclaim at this moment.
She didn’t feel unhappy about being used; after all, this was a reasonable use of the rules. She actually felt very much involved and entertained.
“Well then… is it our turn to go on stage now?” I nodded slightly and then suggested.
If Chris hadn’t been present from the beginning, now would indeed be my time to step on stage.
However, judging from Aipuli’s performance, Tan Han was likely to be in trouble, ultimately needing me to use my influence.
Aipuli mainly underestimated her opponent and was unfamiliar with her own abilities. Even as an assistant, she had the common issues of upperclassmen challenging lowerclassmen—namely, rigid perceptions of spells.
Tan Han, empowered by the Absolute Cold Wand, broke the usual tactics of spellbook dueling.
Perhaps Aipuli never considered that someone would target her transformation spellbook not with equal means but by directly deciphering the spell frameworks and ceremony runes to deliver a fatal blow.
“Yes, it’s our turn to go on stage, and it’s time for me to wrap up this farce.” Chris sighed, and I couldn’t tell if it was just my illusion, but I sensed a tinge of regret in her tone.
Then, with a wave of her hand, Chris erased the protective spell in front of the observation platform and leaped down from the stands, with me following right behind.
There was a solidified protective spell between the observation platform and the challenge stage to not only ensure audience safety but also prevent anyone dizzy with passion from rushing onto the stage and causing serious disruptions to the order.
However, such protection was clearly no match for an Extraordinary Mentor.
“Thank you very much to every audience member for your support. This match has come to an end… huh? This mentor? Please respect the rules of the Academy Arena…”
“I am Chris; Aipuli is my assistant. As her mentor, I can’t come over to hold her accountable?!” At this moment, Sister Aipuli was radiating power and spoke without waiting, imbued with an indescribable anger that frightened the host into silence, despite the amplification equipment.
What a joke; she was an Extraordinary Mentor!
She was just a mere host. Why would she risk her life for the rules of a small arena competition?
While mentors wouldn’t casually target others, they were figures absolutely not to be provoked within the Witch Academy!
Moreover, what had this self-identified Witch Chris just said? Was this something a mere host could meddle in?
As Chris revealed her identity, the audience in the viewing area, who had originally been set to leave, were immediately intrigued by the gossip and entertainment!
Who is Mentor Chris?
In truth, many students did not know her well, as there were too many Extraordinary Mentors within the Witch Academy.
But she claimed to be Aipuli’s mentor!
And she came to hold her accountable!
Such a development instantly attracted everyone’s attention and curiosity, causing them to remain on-site to watch the drama unfold. Before long, someone in the audience started a ruckus, erupting into even more intense cheering than during the match!
And within this wave of sound, there was also an atmosphere full of schadenfreude and eagerness to watch the amusing event.
The uproar was so intimidating that even the hosts were anxious, inwardly criticizing the audience for being clueless about the situation! If this mentor lost her temper, the arena’s protective spells wouldn’t be able to keep them safe!
However, Mentor Chris didn’t seem to care, while the arena staff let out a sigh of relief.
At this moment, no one wanted to stir the ire of this Extraordinary Witch.
Chris leaped to the now ruined arena stage, where the air was still thick with elemental fire and frost.
They interacted dynamically at the energy level, constantly extinguishing one another, occasionally sparking a flame in the material world or stirring a flurry of snow, creating ephemeral bizarre scenes in reality.
Chris approached the nearly “dead” Aipuli, and the medical personnel on standby instinctively made way upon seeing Chris’s arrival.
Then, Chris extended her hand, and a glow enveloped Aipuli’s body. The nearly unrecognizable Aipuli gradually recovered under the spell’s radiance, showing some signs of movement.
However, what she saw first upon opening her eyes was her mentor performing the healing.
“Are you done playing?” Unexpectedly, Chris asked this question.
But it seemed the only response was silence.
Aipuli lay on the ground, her body gradually healing, yet she lacked the courage to move. Tears streamed down from her eyes, as if all her emotions were contained in those crystalline, fragile droplets.
The anticipated reprimands and curses did not come. The uproar had shifted from earlier jeering to current silence.
The audience felt the aura of delight, yet for some reason, they instinctively quieted down.
At this moment, I also left Chris’s side and moved to Tan Han’s side.
Tan Han’s condition was equally grim; her injuries were severe.
I temporarily pushed aside the nearby medical personnel.
I intended to use the Reincarnation Rebirth Spell on Tan Han, of course, without needing to k*ll her to resurrect her; that would be cumbersome.
I had participated in the derivative research of the Demon Transformation Transmutation Technique relevant to rebirth, so I was quite adept at using “Resurrection Spells” on living beings. Thus, I applied this skill to the Reincarnation Rebirth Spell.
Tan Han became the clinical test subject for this process.
This was akin to allowing Tan Han to skip the stage of flesh healing and return to her optimal state.
After all, this was merely using the techniques at the “Resurrection Spell” level to repair simple wounds. Naturally, it was a dimensional attack.
Even the nearby medical personnel widened their eyes in shock, unable to imagine that someone could master such a terrifying healing technique!
“Xiao Han… that’s…”
“Oh, your opponent’s mentor; I’ll explain the details later.”
“Huh? Mentor?” Upon hearing this answer, Tan Han immediately pieced many things together, but she truly needed time to recover her composure.
I then turned my gaze back to Sister Chris.
“Look how far you’ve come, Aipuli. Isn’t it amusing to bully a lowerclassman as an assistant?” Chris stepped forward, grabbing Aipuli by the back of her collar and lifting her up like a chick.
“The key is that you also lost.”
“You’ve embarrassed me as your mentor. Do you know that? If you think I won’t properly discipline you when we get back, you might as well forget about being an assistant!”
Chris exaggeratedly lectured Aipuli, and although she spoke of her shame, she said it aloud before such a crowd. It was unclear if she was acting…
“Phew~ You’ve tarnished my reputation. I’ll deal with you when we get back.” Chris said sternly to Aipuli before turning her head toward the announcer’s position, “I’ve caused quite a bit of trouble for your arena; I’m taking Aipuli with me. You handle the rest.”
After Chris finished speaking, she glanced at me, giving me a smile that seemed to say “Are you satisfied?” but said nothing more. Then she tore through space, taking Aipuli away directly from the arena.
Once Chris’s silhouette had completely vanished, the announcer nervously wiped the sweat from her forehead with a handkerchief.
She hadn’t forgotten her duties.
“The arena just experienced a small mishap, so… Please don’t mind, everyone; this match has concluded. Please exit the venue in an orderly manner during the intermission. After the arena completes the repairs, the next match will be even more exciting!”
“Also, let’s look forward to contestant Tan Han bringing us more in the upcoming challenge matches…”
“Wait a moment!”
Just as the announcer was concluding her remarks, my voice, enhanced by spells, directly drowned hers out.
“You… you must be Assistant Yang Yuelan, right? I wonder what you want…” The announcer cautiously inquired, looking at me standing on the stage.
If she were an ordinary assistant, she would naturally represent the arena’s authority, and the arena would back her up, meaning she wouldn’t fear any assistant. After all, the arena would support her; if the assistant disrespected her, she also needed to respect the arena.
However, this assistant… was genuinely someone they couldn’t provoke.
Not to mention her widely known identity as a Little Witch, just the fact that she came out alongside Mentor Chris meant no one dared to say anything to her.
Thus, she could only inquire this way.
But I wouldn’t respond politely; after all, I was currently just a soulless assistant exercising my authority.
“Tan Han will not participate in any arena matches for some time.”
“The new semester has begun; Tan Han will join my laboratory as an assistant to assist me in experiments on Self-Generated Magic.”
“Any challenge against Tan Han will be considered a provocation towards me! The consequences are to be borne by you.”
