The most beautiful one in the whole show

"Father Liu, this time it's your turn to go to the Tianshi Territory. I'll go to the Lolun Territory. What do you think?" Xu Muzhi suddenly said to Liu Feifei.

Although it seems excessive for two notaries to personally intervene just for healing, it's a preventive measure to ensure both sides don't use any underhanded methods during the healing process. A few years ago, someone took advantage of their medical team to use continuous recovery skills and drugs, turning into a formidable opponent in the next match. Hence, an unwritten rule was established that if the winning side needs healing, notaries must be present.

"Ah, okay." Liu Feifei looked strangely at Xu Muzhi's smiling face, unsure why he was so happy. Nevertheless, she proceeded to the Tianshi Territory.

Ouyuan didn't need her assistance for healing. He had only suffered minor injuries, and the physicians in Tianshi City were sufficient for his recovery, especially since he had to participate in the next match. However, they had to maintain appearances and give Liu Feifei some face.

On the other side, after Xu Muzhi cast two Healing Arts spells for Weng Ling, she quickly regained consciousness. However, the gruesome wounds inflicted by the wind blades couldn't heal so quickly. According to Xu Muzhi, if she wanted to avoid scars, it would take time.

"I'm sorry; I lost..." Night Three Geng sighed as he looked at Weng Ling's teary eyes. The pressure she put on herself was immense. She thought she was the pillar of their team, only to be surpassed by Bede, becoming the first person from the Lolun Territory to lose when victory was just two steps away. The shame would be hard to endure.

"Strictly speaking, you should be considered the winner." Xu Muzhi suddenly spoke up.

"Hmm?" Weng Ling raised her head in confusion.

"I'm not consoling you. In fact, if Ouyuan didn't have the purple crystal shield cast by the Lord of Tianshi City and the Feather Fall Art to help him land safely, he would have died twice already," Xu Muzhi said with a smile.

Weng Ling's eyes remained dim. "But equipment is also a kind of strength..."

"But what if that equipment wasn't his?" Xu Muzhi suddenly asked.

"You mean?"

"Yes, that purple staff is actually the Lord of Tianshi City's renowned equipment. However, since he gave it to Ouyuan, I can't say much. But what about your Holy Knight Armor? If you had that, you probably wouldn't have suffered such severe injuries."

"Ah, that..." Weng Ling blushed, unable to confess that she sold the armor to raise funds for goblin extermination, keeping only the gauntlets and leggings.

"Never mind, after the competition, regardless of the outcome, you can take this to any Silver Sanctum, and they will bring you to me." Xu Muzhi placed a round emblem on Weng Ling's arm, covered in wounds.

"At that time, I'll give you a set of armor, and perhaps I can teach you what true Light Arts are."

"Bishop, are you saying..."

Weng Ling opened her mouth wide. Xu Muzhi was a bishop of the Silver Sanctum! Actually offering to take her as an apprentice?!

"Thank you, Bishop, for your kindness. But as the Lord of the Lolun Territory, I still have to take responsibility for my subjects. Please allow me to decline." Weng Ling sighed and returned the emblem.

Xu Muzhi was stunned, looked at the people surrounding Weng Ling, smiled, and shook his head. "Take it. Ecclesiastical rules don't dictate that a bishop cannot be friends with a lord, right? You can come find me for a chat anytime. Well, time is almost up; I'll go back now."

After saying that, Xu Muzhi waved and returned to the notary stand.

"Hey, why didn't you agree to him?" Night Three Geng suddenly asked.

"I'll become his if I leave the Lolun Territory, won't I? I'm still waiting for you to fulfill your promise to revive the Lolun Territory!" Weng Ling scoffed.

"Tsk! You act like the Lolun Territory is already yours." Night Three Geng pouted, opened his hands, and expanded his chest.

"Fine, rest well and talk less. I'll go up first to avenge you."

"But..."

Weng Ling had just opened her mouth, and Night Three Geng had already stepped onto the arena.

"This guy! Can't he listen to people?" Weng Ling pouted, furrowing her brows.

Although she shattered Ouyuan's purple staff, his injuries weren't severe, and he would recover quickly. Even the magical power she had finally depleted was restored to full after Ouyuan absorbed several low-level elemental crystals. This highlighted why Elementalists were more favored in battles than warriors; they had high damage, and their ability to replenish mana using elemental crystals made them formidable. Of course, this also meant Elementalists needed to spend a lot on elemental crystals.

"The match is about to begin," Xu Muzhi said, seeing the two in position.

"Wind Elementalist Ouyuan from the Tianshi Territory versus Summoner Night Three Geng from the Lolun Territory!"

A Summoner as the last contestant?

Ouyuan was momentarily stunned, but thinking about the intelligence report that the rogue leader said this man was weak and inexperienced, everything made sense.

A beast tamer and a summoner were naturally vulnerable in close combat. Him being the last was simply because he had the lowest strength and couldn't even act as cannon fodder.

"Just don't know what kind of summon he has..."

Huh???

Ouyuan suddenly widened his eyes, rubbed them vigorously, and shouted loudly:

"I protest! Why is that beast coming up again?"

He pointed in the direction, and a giant crocodile, with an arrogant swagger, returned to the center of the arena. Its proud head kept baring its teeth to the audience in the stands.

If there was a competition for the most appearances and popularity, Steeltooth would undoubtedly win!

"Why can't it come up? I'm a Summoner; bringing a summon is perfectly normal, isn't it?" Night Three Geng said with his neck stretched out, looking righteous.