I'm really a necromancer

Chapter 178 The Coercion of Extraordinary Life!
Not far away, Rudolph, who was implicated by Petain's taunt, remained silent. In the end, he was still in charge of the operation of the high tower of the academy. The middle-aged female tutor Audline, who had changed Yihua's badge, stood up.

"Okay, okay, the academy forbids us to kill each other, are you two going to violate the rules set by the tower master?"

Seeing Audrina acting as a peacemaker, Simon, who was planning to teach Pétain a lesson, casually lowered his raised palm.

Petain, who was hundreds of meters away in the air, saw that Simon was no longer trying to attack him, and exhaled softly. His body turned into a blood-colored dragon shadow, and he returned to the referee's seat in an instant, and found a new seat.

The conflict between several fifth-class mentors in the referee's seat also caused a flood of exclamations among the tens of thousands of apprentices outside the stadium.

Seeing the terrifying spherical hollow with a radius of about ten meters covering Petain's previous seat, many apprentices shrank their pupils, and they were immediately glad that several fifth-class instructors were able to stop in time and the situation did not get out of control.

If a few fifth-class mentors really wanted to fight, with the astonishing destructive power of the fifth-class wizards that can easily spread hundreds of meters in a radius, few of the tens of thousands of apprentices present might survive.

The scene of the quarrel between several fifth-class mentors also caught Yi Hua's eyes.

Although Mentor Simon directly fought back against Pétain for the sake of Yihua and his own dignity, it didn't make Yihua lower his vigilance towards Mentor Simon.

But just talking about this move, it still made Yi Hua feel a little grateful.

Not long after, seeing the surrounding chaos subside, the fourth-class apprentice referee flew up to the stage again and started the final round of drawing lots.

The suspense between the two sides in the third round has long since disappeared, and the current lottery process is just a formality.

"In the third match, Rey played against Melkor!"

As soon as the referee's words fell, there was an unprecedented uproar on the field.

Now, due to Yihua's successive surrenders, both Rey and Melkor have accumulated one victory.

This means that the next game will be the last game of this competition, the winner will be directly promoted to the champion, and the loser will only be reduced to the runner-up.

Many spectators began to talk eagerly about the outcome of Rey and Melkor.

"I think the champion will be Rey. With his soul witchcraft, I feel that even I, a veteran third-class apprentice, will be hard to resist!"

After a short thought, a middle-aged third-class apprentice wearing black-rimmed glasses expressed his opinion.

Not long after he finished speaking, a third-class apprentice with a hooked nose showed a sneer, shook his head and said:
"Mirkor has the blood of the snake of the shadow of the extraordinary life, and his strength cannot be defined by the level of a wizard. Relatively speaking, although that Rey is strong, he is not at the level of a top third-class apprentice after all."

Hearing this, the middle-aged third-class apprentice wearing black-rimmed glasses was a little unhappy, and retorted:
"Isn't the level of the top third-class apprentices not enough? The champion of the college competitions in previous years was also at the level of ordinary third-class apprentices. On the contrary, it seems that Melkor, at present, is just relying on coercion to bully the lower apprentices. The third-class Rey may not be able to exert the previous suppressing power!"

Hearing the rebuttal from the apprentice with black-rimmed glasses, the third-class apprentice with hooked nose clapped his hands, intentionally showing an expression of sudden realization, and mocked unabashedly:
"A veteran third-class apprentice? A ten-thousand-year third-class apprentice! You really have no eyes, did that Rey convince you before? Let you support him so brainlessly?"

"You bastard!"

Just as the audience outside the arena fell into a fierce quarrel, Yi Hua silently calculated in his heart.

Compared with the runner-up, the champion can get a higher reward, although it is not much, it is worth thousands of witch crystals.

But compared to Rey getting the reward of the thousand witch crystals, Yihua didn't want to see Melkor win and let these resources be used for nothing.

Although Yihua wants Rey to win more, in Yihua's perception, the strength of Melkor is better than that of Rey in the current battle.

In order to ensure that Rey can beat Milko, Yihua must intervene in this game.

Just as Yihua was thinking, Milko stood up first, and his figure instantly turned into a long shadow snake, spanning a distance of tens of meters, and directly appearing in the arena.

Seeing that Melko came to the stage first, Rey was not to be outdone, and tried to fly into the arena as fast as possible.

Unexpectedly, Yi Hua on the side stopped him, took out a holy light bead, and threw it to Lei casually.

"What is this?"

Seeing Yihua throwing him a mysterious golden bead, Lei subconsciously took it, glanced at it between two fingers, and then showed surprise.

"It's a third-class enchanted crystal, which contains two third-class witchcrafts, which can be used together to enhance your defense."

After all, Yihua briefly explained to Rey the usage of the magic crystal and the abilities of two kinds of witchcraft.

Hearing the effects of the two kinds of witchcraft, Rey suddenly remembered the little-known Gabriel in the previous competition, and suddenly broke into the top [-] of the competition by virtue of his almost absolute defensive ability.

According to the relationship between Gabriel and Yihua, Rey guessed that the secret treasure used by Gabriel is most likely the magic crystal that Yihua gave him.

That ordinary second-class apprentice with mediocre strength was able to break into the top [-] of the competition with this secret treasure. In the end, he lost to the blood hand because his own strength was too weak to fully display the ability of the secret treasure.

If it were him, a top third-class apprentice, he would definitely be able to make this third-class magic crystal display even stronger strength.

However, when Rey recalled his previous attitude towards Yi Hua, he couldn't help having some doubts about this matter.

"This secret treasure is probably worth hundreds of witch crystals at least? You gave it to me like this?"

Hearing Rey's doubts, Yi Hua didn't bother to take care of the other party's face, and said bluntly:
"Give it to you? What are you thinking? It's just loaned to you temporarily. Remember to return it to me after the game is over."

Hearing Yihua's words, Lei Yi showed embarrassment, held back for a long time, and said with a cold snort:

"Forget it, since it's your thought, I'll accept it temporarily, but with my strength, it's almost impossible to use the chance to transform the crystal you gave me in the next battle with Melkor. It's a waste of time."

After all, Rey accepted the holy light bead casually, cast the air defense technique, and fell into the arena across a distance of tens of meters in an instant.

Yihua didn't care about Rey's claim that he would not use the Holy Light Bead. In his opinion, in the next battle, Rey would inevitably use the Holy Light Bead.

The holy light bead that Yihua temporarily gave to Lei was naturally not the one given to Gabriel before. In fact, Yihua still has several of the same holy light bead in his hand.

As for why Yihua didn't use the Holy Light Bead to participate in the competition, the main reason was that the life armor in the Holy Light Bead overlapped with Yihua's own life armor, which didn't produce any effect.

This also means that among the holy light beads, the only one that is effective for Yihua is the third-class holy light technique that can replenish one's own life energy.

However, bloodline warlocks often have extremely strong physiques. With the strength shown by Yi Huaming, facing Melkor, who may have reached the fourth level, the best result is to fall into a war of attrition.

But with Yi Huaming's superficial strength, even with the magic power stored in the holy light bead, it is still difficult for him to have a greater proportion of his own physical and blood talent than Melkor, who consumes magic power in witchcraft.

Just before the start of the game, the apprentices off the field began to throw witch crystals on their favorite Cod.

Due to Yihua's abstention in the previous two games, Wu Jing of the apprentices was useless before.

In this match, many apprentices watching the battle invested amazing witch crystals in Rey and Melkor.

In the end, after statistics, the odds of the two sides are surprisingly similar, which also means that the supporters of both sides are almost the same.

Just before the start of the game, Milko's cold gaze turned to Rey who was tens of meters away, revealing a cold sneer:

"I remember that I said at the beginning that I would trample you under my feet in the competition, but now I have changed my mind. How about letting you die in my hands in full view, even when the fifth-class mentor has no time to rescue you? ?”

Hearing Melko's arrogant remarks, Rey's eyes flashed with anger, and he tried to refute:

"you……"

Before Rey could finish his rebuttal, the sound of the referee announcing the start of the game suddenly resounded on the field.

As soon as the referee's voice fell, a huge black giant snake with three scarlet vertical pupils appeared behind Milko.

A trace of coercion from an extraordinary life appeared in the arena, even the audience outside the arena could feel it.

The moment they felt the coercion, many first-class apprentices outside the venue fell into a hallucination that they couldn't extricate themselves from

The second-class apprentices were all lying on their seats, their bodies were so stiff that they couldn't even stand up straight.

Although the third and fourth class apprentices could still move, their joints felt jerky as if they lacked lubricating oil.

That is to say, the seven fifth-class instructors on the referee's seat just frowned, seemingly unaffected.

"It's too terrifying. Is this an existence at the same level as an official wizard, a trace of coercion from an extraordinary life!"

"That Rey is doomed! As a third-class apprentice, how can he compete with such a terrifying existence?"

At the moment when they felt the coercion of the extraordinary bloodline exuded by Melko, most of the audience outside the stadium no longer had hope for Rey's victory.

Although such a level of coercion cannot be compared with the fifth-class mentor in terms of total amount, the effect produced by relying on quality alone is hardly inferior to the coercion released by the fifth-class mentor with all his strength.

At this moment, the biggest crisis Rey faced on the field was not the coercion emanating from Melko, but the shadow claws that condensed from a dozen meters above his head in an instant and slammed heavily at him.

The previous Melkor started the game with his shadow claws and killed a top second-class apprentice in an instant.

Now he uses the same trick to deal with Ray.

Because he didn't refute Melkor's ridicule in time, Rey, with a face full of aggrievedness, was affected by Melkor's extraordinary coercion while upset, and his body fell into a short-term rigid state.

"Oops, is Rey going to lose?"

(End of this chapter)