Vishdair, standing nearby, also extended his hand, making a universally friendly gesture.

Wang Dawei was visibly taken aback by this statement, then slightly furrowed his brows.

"Stubborn fool!"

"Begin the battle!"

The next moment, as the referee's voice dropped the command, the battle abruptly commenced.

In Wu Jie's eyes, fierce flame ignited, his entire presence becoming intense as he exhaled deeply and said, "Go."

In the next instant, the Molten Dragon Lizard suddenly raised its head, opening its massive, gruesome jaws.

"Roar!!!"

The pitch-black scales glittered as if with dangerous red light, as it propped itself up on its front limbs, raised its head, and opened its massive jaws. A wave of Evil Ether, akin to a Spiritual Shock, dispersed alongside a sense of indescribable might.

This was the trait of the Molten Dragon Lizard, [Dragon's Intimidation], which actively invoked the rare Dragon Might of its race, fusing it into various forms of attack. Not only could it reduce opponents' attack, speed, and battle will, but it could also affect the opponent Spirit Masters significantly, making it difficult to issue commands if using a Roar skill.

That was how it should have been.

Yet in the next moment.

Wu Jie and the Molten Dragon Lizard were met only by two pairs of dark golden flames burning in eyes, Vishdair's sneer... along with an oncoming surge of Evil Attribute Ether.

[Fearful Face] activated!

In the next moment, Wu Jie and the Molten Dragon Lizard suddenly felt a creepy sensation.

It was something he had never realized before... the so-called killing intent!

On the podium, the leaders began discussing privately.

They were not looking at the big screen but instead using a superhuman level of eyesight and perception to sense the situation at the center of the field.

Thus, the information they gained far surpassed that of ordinary students and teachers.

"That kid and his Spirit Beast can actually withstand the Molten Dragon Lizard's Roar with Dragon Might and still forcibly release a skill afterward?"

"Indeed, I've heard of Spirit Masters who are determined and have honed their spirits on the battlefield being almost immune to intimidation skills, but with their status and age, can they really manage it?"

"Logically, a Magic Beast Spirit Master's spirit should be more unstable, but he is somewhat... unique."

Han Lingxi, the curator, raised an eyebrow, her eyes showing an undeniable color of surprise: "The intent and aura infused in this [Fearful Face]... why does it feel familiar to me?"

Even the curator Hua Bo slightly widened his eyes, stroking his chin, showing a look of keen interest.

On the field.

Lin Guang and Vishdair were indeed affected by the opponent's skill, their bodies briefly controlled for an instant, but their thoughts weren't hampered, and they moved immediately after regaining their mobility.

Vishdair grabbed with his right hand, golden particles coalescing into a rugged hand cannon in the air, with a high concentration of Fire Attribute Ether gathering at the muzzle, heating it until it was glowing red in almost no time at all.

Meanwhile, Principal Liu Feifan almost sprung to his feet with excitement.

This is it! At this moment!

Could it be?!!!

"Daxi!"

It was then that Wu Jie barely snapped out of the killing intent, hurriedly issuing commands. The Molten Dragon Lizard hastily crawled back beside its master, trying to shield him from the muzzle.

However, it was a step too slow, as the abundant Fire Attribute Ether in the volcanic arena allowed Vishdair to charge rapidly.

Boom——!

Yet in the next instant, Liu Feifan's heart nearly sank halfway.

The crimson bullet shot through the chamber, trailing a red trajectory, yet it didn't hit Wu Jie behind.

Instead...

It struck the forehead of the Molten Dragon Lizard, exploding there.

When the black smoke cleared, the heavy blow only left a barely noticeable mark on its scales.

The Molten Dragon Lizard growled softly, clearly causing it some discomfort, but that was the extent of it. A look of contempt flickered in its black eyes gazing at Vishdair.

It was at this moment that Wu Jie... or rather the majority of the spectators realized what had just transpired.

The direction of the shot was too far off from Wu Jie's position; even Wang Dawei wouldn't miss at such a short range.

There was only one possibility.

Lin Guang had not intended to attack Wu Jie.

He wanted a fair and square showdown!

After the second member of Experimental School won using the "Beheading" rule, almost everyone aware of Vishdair's attributes and skills "understood" why Experimental School deliberately chose the "less favorable" volcanic terrain, and now even having Hua Bo's support, there was no reason not to use this strategy, as the gap between level 9 and level 17 was significant.

The leaders seated on the podium hadn't foreseen this outcome either, engaging in a low-voiced discussion.

Principal Liang Xing, a bit relieved earlier, suddenly furrowed his brows, silently pondering what Liu Feifan was plotting.

They said the only one possibly knowing the answer here would be Liu Feifan, but as everyone's gaze turned to him, his expression didn't look like he understood the situation at all.

"An act of individuality? It's commendable for its courage..."

Han Lingxi understood something, giving it a brief compliment before shaking her head, "But on the flip side, it's failing to recognize his own capabilities."

"He seems so quiet and gentle, how could he have such a personality, has he really passed the recognition test with his contracted Magical Beast?"

"Han curator, surely you jest, how could we possibly be careless on that front?"

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