Chapter 47 Gambling and Fighting Part 5

Cloe ignored the pain and threw the hammer effortlessly. The hammer flew and spun like a helicopter propeller. With a stream of blue lightning that destroyed the sharp blades of origami paper.

Like an obedient animal returning to its master. Cloe took back her hammer, she shortened her attacks and when Elisa was no longer able to make different objects or animals from origami paper. Cloe felt very confident in her calculations that this was the end of the girl's success. This time, Cloe would take Elisa's glory.

His smile had widened and turned into a frown. At the last minute, Elisa used a large number of origami paper butterflies.

The butterfly blocked his view, even the hammer fell off. From behind the group of butterflies surrounding her, Elisa stepped into the group of butterflies, her legs swinging upwards. On the other side, Cloe blocked the attack with her hands. The girl's kick was very powerful. Her footing began to wobble and Cloe was dragged to the edge of the arena.

It could be that with one kick, Cloe would be out of the arena and lose. She tried her best to keep her body still.

"You'd better give up," Elisa said happily. She continued to increase his mana aura on the soles of his feet.

Cloe smiled mockingly. "No. You are the one who will lose today."

Only a short distance remained. Cloe let her guard down, but she was no fool. By pushing her body to the side, Cloe didn't leave the arena.

Likewise, Elisa tried to keep her footing, knowing that her prey could easily escape the trap. In fact, it wasn't Cloe who became the victim, but Elisa. Elisa didn't notice the hammer spinning and moving behind her. The hammer, which was covered in a mana aura, hit Elisa right on the head. The girl didn't just leave the arena, she flew far away and landed hard on the ground. Unconscious.

The man who was commentating the game was wearing a luxurious and shiny suit. The man was stunned and came back with an astonished look on his face. "Very exciting. We have a new winner, let's call her the Beautiful Hammer Goddess.

The audience applauded, and the clapping that echoed throughout the arena became even louder. Cloe won the match in the first round, scoring 50 points.

"They gave me the nickname 'Beautiful Hammer Goddess? Not bad. It actually sounds cool." Cloe laughed happily, but she had to stifle her laughter because of the pain in her shoulder. His friends were waiting for them in a special room.

In a special room, she would not only get luxurious facilities, but also the best care and healing. Cloe received the best treatment from the Healing Wizard, who healed the serious wound on her shoulder.

A five minute break is called. In the second round, Peter will fight Daniel.

There are only five minutes left before the second round begins. Again, Peter is not confident in his abilities. He just wanted to be alone and away from the noise, enough to calm down. The thought of having to get perfect points was too much of a burden on his head.

He continued to lower his head until he noticed something touching his head. Lucas was holding his sword, which was in a long pouch.

Peter didn't want to disappoint his two friends, especially Lucas. He was determined to win this fight. His determination began to show and the break was over. Peter ventured into the arena.

The rumbling became more animated. Peter was like a little mouse in the middle of a group of cats that kept meowing. He shook his head to dispel his silly thoughts. Right now, his opponent was quite formidable, an adept wizard.

Daniel is bigger than Peter, but not by much. Not tall because he is fat or muscular, at least he has a better body. With a handsome face, sharp, jet-black eyes, and a strength that could make people afraid. The way he walked looked dignified, not like a wizard or a fighter, but someone from the military.

Seeing his formidable opponent, Peter's confidence immediately collapsed. He really was like a frightened mouse, walking to the center of the arena with his legs shaking constantly. He was ready for anything.

Peter gripped his sword tightly and thought of the training he had done with his friends. Lucas had taught him how to use a sword and how to channel the mana aura into the blade of the weapon, reinforced by his magic element technique, the wind element technique.

The battle has begun, and Daniel begins to use his magic element technique, ice element. The ice attack traveled far, forming stakes that continued to attack. Peter jumped around to avoid the ice stakes. Not to mention the crystal rod-shaped ice that just appeared from the arena floor.

Peter jumped to the side, but didn't notice an ice crystal bar hitting his back from behind. He fell to the arena floor.

The blow hurt. Peter tried to stand up, taking a stance and holding his sword. The mana aura in his body flowed profusely, like a sea of fast water, and Peter had felt it when Clemens opened a blocked mana path in his body. The virtual points in his body formed like train tracks.

Poles and bars of ice crystals appeared before his eyes, a minefield that had to be treaded carefully. Rods of ice crystals slid in front of his eyes. Peter swung his sword and broke the two ice crystal bars into small pieces.

He channeled the wind element into his body. Peter moved very quickly, swinging his sword at Daniel. However, his sword was blocked by a wall of ice that froze half of his sword.

My sword is frozen. Peter tried to pull out his sword, but the ice continued to rise around his sword, and he might be frozen by the ice.

Peter jumped and landed in a safe place, but without his sword, Peter was completely vulnerable. He couldn't master martial arts techniques perfectly, but his sword skills were quite good.

The stakes appeared and pursued him relentlessly. Daniel seemed to have the upper hand, seeing that his opponent was easily defeated and was only a wizard who didn't have a level yet. Like fighting a novice mage.

Using magic elemental techniques. Peter concentrated the wind in his palm, the wind condensed and took the shape of a ball that kept spinning. Peter's ice stakes destroyed it with a solid ball of wind. He ran and jumped high, taking firm footing.

Peter was very sure that Daniel had no martial arts skills at all, just like him. Daniel only attacks with magic element techniques, his magic element is ice.

But he couldn't get close to Daniel, the ice stakes kept appearing when Peter approached and tried to take his ice-covered sword.

"You're just a novice wizard. I could kill you right now, it's so boring to play with a kid like you." Daniel waved his hands in the air and made a boring face.

This time it wasn't an ice stake, but a fist made of ice hurtling towards him. Only a few inches away, the ice fist slammed into the arena floor. Peter rolled around on the arena floor, his body collapsing. He controlled his breath, which was roaring so fast.

'He is very strong. What am I going to do?' Peter thought, trying to find a way to get his sword back.

It was as if a light went on in his head. He knew what he had to do. A fist of ice rushed at him. In his running state, Peter dropped his body and slid across the ground. It was like surfing on a board.