Mo Di spread his hands open, and the fanatical expression on his face completely froze.

The surging heatwave dissipated as Lin Yi canceled the skill.

He felt like an idiot with delusions...

"Jok... joking...?"

The host Ah Liang was dumbfounded.

He was already prepared for Lin Yi to finish the fight at light speed again, but unexpectedly, after the match started, Lin Yi actively canceled the skill he had charged for so long!

"What is going on, did Lin Yi notice something?"

Zhao Enquan's gaze was deep; in fact, he had already noticed the oddity of Curry Country challenging Lin Yi three times in a row.

Especially when Lin Yi's current display of power was almost overwhelmingly dominant, yet they stubbornly went up to throw themselves at him.

Too suspicious.

He had also reminded Lin Yi, but how the fight would play out ultimately depended on the situation.

On the stage, Mo Di put down his opened hands and pointed at Lin Yi, hesitating for a long time.

He was almost at his wit's end, his plan was almost succeeding, and he had prepared to sacrifice for the country.

In the end, Lin Yi withdrew more than twenty thousand Fireballs, directly rendering him speechless.

The main referee on the sidelines was also full of resentment.

Didn't you damn well say skills once used cannot be taken back?

And now the shit pulled out isn't retracting anymore?

Truly infuriating!

"You seem quite disappointed I couldn't send you on your way with the Fireball Technique."

"Don't worry, don't worry, I promise to fulfill your wish and let you experience Baric's joy."

Mo Di swallowed his saliva, feeling he could still salvage the situation.

But he also understood one thing, saying anything at this time only made him look more like a clown.

So for a moment, he really couldn't think of anything to say.

Lin Yi didn't expose him but merely raised his hand again.

Except this time, the skill he used was not the Fireball Technique.

But the rank was not high either.

[Summon: Necromancer]!

This was a tier-3 skill of the Necromancy Element.

The last time Lin Yi used this skill was during provincial exams when he was testing the Undead Space.

As Lin Yi's thoughts moved, an array emitting a dark, evil glow appeared in front of him.

Then, a skeleton-thin Necromancer, wearing a ragged robe, crawled out from the array.

"Uh..."

A sigh escaped his decaying throat.

Two blue ghostly flames also lit up within the eye sockets under his hood!

[X4396!]

A prompt appeared before Lin Yi's eyes.

Multiple Casting, with an additional 4395 Skeleton Mages as a bonus!

And Lin Yi's casting didn't stop at all.

Currently, he only needed a thought, and this kind of lower-tier magic meant ten consecutive casts!

[X3369]!

[X4086]!

[X3994]!

...

A series of Primordial Chaos-triggered Multi-casting prompts instantly appeared before Lin Yi.

In the next moment, centered around Lin Yi, over forty thousand arrays emitting black, evil light suddenly appeared!

Due to the sheer volume, most of the arrays had extended beyond the stage.

They spread throughout the vast Penglai Island arena!

The aura of death emanated from the forty thousand arrays, causing the heartstrings of all present spectators to tremble.

In the height of summer, why did the temperature drop so drastically?!

"Uh..."

The densely packed Necromancers crawled out from the arrays.

For a moment, the entire arena turned extremely ghastly!

After all the Necromancers were summoned, Lin Yi, surrounded by these terrifying creatures, looked more like a villain than a villain himself.

Mo Di's brain had already crashed.

Surrounded by undead monsters, at a loss of what to do.

"Necromancy Element skill!"

"It's surprising that Lin Yi also possesses Necromancy Element skills!"

"My God, just how many undead creatures did he summon... has he brought an entire legion onto our competition stage???"

Everyone was seriously startled by this lineup, even the audiences forgot to applaud.

But Lin Yi didn't delay.

With his right hand, he pointed at Mo Di.

In the next moment, the ghostly flames in the hollow eye sockets of countless Necromancers suddenly burned brighter!

Forty thousand Necromancers began chanting in unison!

After a mere second.

The arena was once again illuminated by brilliant firelight!

Fireball Technique!

Forty thousand Fireball Techniques, at this moment, soared across the sky, flying towards Mo Di on the stage!

"No!"

"Help..."

Mo Di's second word hadn't even left his mouth when he was swallowed by a sea of flames.

"I said I would fulfill your wish."

"See, didn't I make arrangements for you?!"

Lin Yi's speaking voice was drowned in a sea of scorching brightness.

Baric endured several minutes of continuous Fireball extreme punishment.

But Mo Di had it much easier.

The over forty thousand Fireballs erupted simultaneously.

So he was instantly incinerated into ashes.

At the same time.

All the Life Maintenance Arrays beneath the stage shattered!

The popping sounds echoed like firecrackers.

[Fireball Technique (Necromancer)]

[Number of Fireballs: 41964]

[Theoretical damage: ??????????]

"So that's how it is!"

"So that's how it is!"

Along with host Ah Liang's commentary, a brief description of Lin Yi's summoned creatures appeared on the big screen.

The countless Necromancers present all had low health, as if they had been damaged by something.

Then, Mo Di's counter damage talent was officially posted by the event organizers.

"Player Lin Yi must have discovered Player Mo Di's counter damage talent in advance, which is why he withdrew his own skill."

"The skills used by summoned creatures, the damage source is the creature itself, so Player Lin Yi remains unharmed!"

"What a keen combat instinct!"

After Ah Liang finished speaking, the stage's firelight dissipated.

A scene appeared that sent chills down everyone!

Compared to Baric, the extra over 4,000 Fireball Techniques became the straw that broke the camel's back.

After the last Life Maintenance Array on the stage broke, Mo Di turned into a heap of black ash, and with a gust of wind, he was completely annihilated.

Mo Di, dead!

No further chance of rescue!

The arena only had Lin Yi left, accompanied by the dense swarm of Necromancers!

Lin Yi's gaze was icy as he looked once more in the direction of Curry Country's team.

"Who else wants to die, come find me."

"I will surely oblige."

This time, those previously cursing Curry Country members fell collectively silent.

They were truly terrified!

Because someone among them had actually died!

In front of Lin Yi, even the event committee couldn't save them!

Subsequently, Lin Yi's gaze swept over the mid-tier group preparing in the background.

Almost all of them shrank their necks and hung their heads wherever Lin Yi looked.

Their pride, their dignity.

In the face of the embodiment of death, it was meaningless!

Lin Yi felt uninterested.

He lost the enthusiasm for fighting.

Anyway, the three victories were already secured.

Let's wait for tomorrow when the high-tier contestants take the stage, then we'll talk.

If you find any errors ( broken links, non-standard content, etc.. ), Please let us know < report chapter > so we can fix it as soon as possible.