Flashy Adventurer System : Show Off to Get Stronger! - Chapter 699

Chapter 699: Eight Azure Orbs
“Miss Wendy, what’s the meaning of this?” Oriel asked with a cold voice as he retreated.

There was no way in hell he could destroy all fifteen layers of barrier in the last three seconds he had left before his spell restriction skill timed out, so he decided that it would be better for him to retreat for now and assess the situation.

Meanwhile, Wendy’s head slightly tilted to the right, a confused expression emerging on her face.

What did she mean by what?

Well, the beautiful priestess’ reaction to the question was rather understandable, as Oriel had stupidly assumed on his own that Wendy was simply giving Fanfir a free win.

In reality, she planned to win.

This was why she was confused by her Fanfirian opponent’s sudden words of appreciation.

Noticing her reaction, Oriel spelled everything out: “Weren’t you gracing us with a free win? Why are you making things so difficult?”

Upon hearing the young Fanfirian’s words, Wendy was enlightened.

It seemed that her class was looked down on in the Inter-regional Sparring Matches.

She was smart enough to know that she couldn’t fault Oriel, though, as priests and priestesses were generally good at providing support and were usually not great classes for dueling.

“Ahh, I apologize, Sir Oriel, if you misunderstood my intentions. I will not be gifting you a free win. In fact, I might be handing a loss to your team, so allow me to apologize once more.” Wendy sincerely said with a deep bow, appearing extremely apologetic.

She had genuinely good intentions.

Unfortunately, her sincerity and honesty merely sounded arrogant to everyone’s ears.

Her confident words sounded hilarious to Shye and the others, though.

After all, knowing Wendy, they all knew that her words contained no ill intent and that she was only being honest and had nothing but genuinely good intentions in her apology.

This was why everything was so funny to the Valenzian youngsters.

To the Fanfirians, however, such words were anger-inducing.

The positive impressions they’ve developed towards Wendy suddenly vanished, replaced by pure resentment and disdain.

A priestess defeating a scout in a duel? Delusional!

Naturally, it was Oriel who was enraged the most, his hands shaking in sheer fury.

A mere priestess dared humiliate him!

“Hoh, it seems that I misjudged your character, Wendy Primrose.” the young Fanfirian said coldly, staring menacingly at Wendy, who was mildly perplexed at what was happening. “Never have I encountered a mere support-type as arrogant as you. Fine then, scratch our deal, I’ll destroy you mercilessly!”

Wendy couldn’t understand why she was called arrogant, though she had no time to mull over it, as Oriel was already madly bolting towards her in a zigzag motion, his pair of blunted katars gleaming silver under luxurious white lights.

“Shadow Dispel!” the young Fanfirian exclaimed, summoning a humanoid shadow that attached itself to the barrier, though nothing happened immediately.

Nonetheless, jet-black veins crawled all over the transparent barrier.

It seemed to be slowly corroding the barrier.

While waiting for his skill to take effect, Oriel leaped into the air, swiftly performing intricate hand seals again.

The next moment, four low-tier clones materialized at his side.

They immediately lunged toward Wendy, whose barrier was gradually breaking apart, its mana particles scattering in the wind.

“Detonate!” shouted the Fanfirian scout.

The clones suddenly ballooned, appearing rather comical, but the vibes they gave were far from the word “funny”.

They were about to explode.

To everyone’s surprise, Wendy did not raise any sort of barrier.

Instead, she nimbly dashed forward with unbelievable speed for a priestess and jumped, brandishing her life staff as though a baseball bat.

In the next moment, everyone’s eyes widened in disbelief, while Oriel’s filled with horror.

With each forceful hit from Wendy with the help of her skill [Knockback Lv.5], the detonating clones ferociously shot toward Oriel’s location.

“Sh*t!” the Fanfirian scout cursed loudly, scrambling to get out of the way.

Unfortunately, as fast as he was, the clones were already at a critical point in their detonation.

As a result, Oriel was caught in the blast.

If not for his quick reflexes and agility, the Fanfirian scout would have been finished on the spot, as the explosions, though small in radius, were incredibly powerful.

Despite his quick reaction, Oriel still took some damage.

He rolled across the ground, his skin slightly charred, coming to a stop just a few meters from the edge of the runic boundaries marking the sparring area.

“Oriel! Watch out!” one of the Fanfirians exclaimed, snapping the disoriented scout out of his dazed state.

Turning his head, Oriel saw Wendy sprinting towards him, casting various buff spells on herself as eight blue orbs orbited around her.

“You’re out of your damn mind, priestess!” the Fanfirian scout cursed angrily as he hopped on his feet, charging right back at Wendy.

He would never tolerate such disrespect.

If the priestess wanted a melee fight, then he’d gladly give her one—and teach her a lesson in the process.

The two combatants arrived within prime striking distance, with Wendy attacking first as her life staff was longer.

Unfortunately for her, Oriel easily dodged the downward staff strike by sidestepping to the right.

He then closed the distance once more by dashing in.

With her staff still extended, Wendy had no way to defend herself, or at least that was what should’ve happened.

Just then, the blue orbs suddenly extended, transforming into thick mana roots that shot toward the Fanfirian scout, aiming to immobilize him.

“Crap!” Oriel cursed inwardly.

He had been wary of the blue orbs, but their true purpose far exceeded his expectations.

He initially thought they were small barriers Wendy could use for defense, or perhaps mana blasts that could explode at close range.

That was the extent of his preparations.

Never did he imagine that the orbs were seeds all along—ones that would sprout into binding roots and vines.

Nevertheless, Oriel was a highly skilled scout, and he still managed to fend off the mana roots while backpedaling desperately.

He had no choice but to delay his plans, as he had to defend himself first.

Unfortunately, although he was able to deal with seven roots, the eighth one caught his left ankle.

Oriel didn’t care much, though.

He thought he could slice through the roots using a [Common]-tier skill.

This, however, was where he miscalculated.

Just as he attempted to sever the root, it suddenly electrocuted him, paralyzing him for two crucial seconds.

In that brief moment, the remaining seven orbs encircled the Fanfirian scout, morphing into chains that anchored securely to a magic circle in the air.

The orbs bound Oriel tightly, even wrapping around his neck.

He was completely immobilized.