Flashy Adventurer System : Show Off to Get Stronger! - Chapter 351

Chapter 351: Stalemate?
“Begin!”

Promptly after the referee jerked his right arm upwards, both mages jumped back.

However, this time, Shye wanted to teach this young woman a lesson for posing haughtily in front of him time and time again.

Hence, he didn’t toy with her like he did with the midget.

Aiming his high-grade ruby tier elemental staff relic towards Megan, Shye put her plan to the test as roaring fireballs, howling wind cutters, and other basic yet vicious projectiles flew her way.

‘Hmmph! Relying on your talent…Lame!’ Megan inwardly thought, slightly irked at the fact that Shye didn’t give her time to cast her skill. ‘At least you know when to respect someone more skilled than you! If I had your talent I would’ve achieved much more!’

Megan didn’t want to admit it, however, she was clearly envious of Shye’s chantless casting, thinking that it would suit her better as she believed that she was the better adventurer be it in terms of fighting monstrous creatures or duels.

An obvious case of severe narcissism.

There were at least a million people like her in Adthiopia, those who thought they were better than everyone at everything when in fact, there were a hundred million people way better than them.

Delusional individuals, basically.

Blinking away from the space she previously stood after chanting for half a second, Megan reappeared a few meters away.

She knew that she had to use the skills she prepared for this day or she wouldn’t even be able to cast a single offensive spell.

‘Hmmph! No matter, I’ll show you the difference between us…by utterly defeating you even if you were born with an epic-tier talent!’

‘*2 seconds of gibberish*, uninterrupted casting!’

After successfully casting the most important skill in her arsenal, a confident smile emerged on Megan’s face. Now, even if Shye fired everything in his arsenal to disrupt her spellcasting, it would be futile.

This skill was essential in the first phase of her plan.

Subsequently, Megan jumped back to dodge Shye’s earthen spikes, allowing her to cast her ace in the hole to bridge the gap between her and Shye’s casting time.

‘*3 seconds of gibberish*, rapid mana channeling!!’

This specific rare skill would reduce her casting time by 90%, allowing her to fight on almost equal footing with Shye.

Unfortunately, both skills would only last for 60 seconds, hence, she had to supplement it with another: [Increase Spell Duration Lv.3(Uncommon)].

‘*3 seconds of gibberish*, increase spell duration!!’

After gracefully dodging Shye’s icicle spears and rock bullets by madly sprinting sideways, Megan successfully finished casting the supplemental skill, increasing uninterrupted casting and rapid mana channeling’s initial 60 seconds to three hundred seconds.

Now, even if both skills timed out after five minutes, she would simply be able to recast them again as they would already be off-cooldown by then.

“Hmmph! Now that I’ve bridged the gap brought about by your talent, everyone will see who’s the better mage!” Megan exclaimed with a confident smirk, thinking that she was being all mysterious and sh*t.

“Hoh? Is that so? Come then, let’s show everyone who’s the better mage.” Shye said while smiling arrogantly, igniting a small flame of anger in Megan’s heart.

She was quite proud of her skills in pissing people off.

However, everything she did simply doesn’t seem to work on this Shye Crowley, in fact, she found herself angered by his arrogant antics instead.

Her playful mood ruined, a serious expression emerged on Megan’s face, deciding to let her actual skills do the talking.

Aiming her staff towards Shye, anger mildly clouded her judgment, causing her to fight Shye’s fireball head-on with a fireball of her own.

The result? Her fireball was absolutely annihilated, forcing her to use one of her repositioning skills, spatial tunnel, to dodge.

She felt slightly humiliated, causing fury to burgeon further inside her slightly distressed heart.

‘Better than me? This arrogant bastard who only attained what he had by relying on his [Chantless Casting] talent? I’ll never buy such crappy stuff!’ She inwardly roared in defiance as she prepared herself to unload her skills and fight fire with fire.

Not in a direct manner, but she would fire back after masterfully dodging Shye’s skills, overwhelming him with superior fighting technique.

Embers blazed, icy winds shrieked, the earth trembled, and powerful gusts whistled in the intense battle between Shye and Megan. They fought fiercely, like a blazing fire one moment, and then retreated with fluid grace, reminiscent of flowing water, the next.

Their ferocious spellcasting duel lasted for around four minutes until Shye suddenly stopped firing projectiles, tired of all the shit Megan was saying mid-fight.

“Haaah, I’m tired of playing with your bullshit. I shall end this.” Shye exclaimed with a sigh.

Naturally, his words confused the audience, prompting most of them to jeer at him, thinking that Shye was merely speaking empty words.

After all, the two of them had been in a stalemate for the last four minutes.

If Shye truly could end the match whenever he wanted, then there wouldn’t be a stalemate, would there?

Moreover, who would dare hold back in such an important fight?

Witnessing this specific pathetic moment, those who were sent by other guilds to see how strong Shye Crowley was, sneered in disdain as a single thought resonated in their minds:

‘Heh, so this was what the hype was all about? This is THE Shye Crowley? Laughable!’

Only, they didn’t expect that Shye truly dared to play around in the semi-finals of an important tournament as the next few moments blew their minds.

‘Sword realm!’

A dark canvas suddenly materialized beneath Shye’s feet, swiftly expanding at the speed of sound to envelop the entire stage in a purple world, causing unease and anxiety to consume Megan’s heart as this was the first time she had ever seen such a skill.

Subsequently, she felt a familiar cold sensation envelop her entire body.

This…was the feeling of having her mana sealed and her attributes reduced!

With a panicking heart, Megan tried casting a spell, only to confirm that she indeed couldn’t.

However, upon noticing that Shye also wasn’t casting any spells, she gradually calmed down, believing that everything was nothing but a bluff intended to strike fear into her heart.

After all, if the user of the skill himself, a mage just like her, had his mana sealed, then how would he end the fight?

“Hmmph! Stop bluffing. I know your mana is sealed inside this space too so what could you do to me when you’re also a mage, you pretentious clown?”

“Heh, who told you that I can’t cast spells inside my own space? Watch this!”