Taking all the vast amount of Magic Pressure borrowed from his past life's spirituality, Antoine poured it all into this arrow. This was the spell model with the strongest attack among First-Ring Force magic-*Vector Bow*!

Locke looked at the overwhelmingly vast amount of Magic Pressure and the exquisite spell model of the Force bow, then sighed softly.

The opponent possessed the ability to concentrate all his power at a single point.

At this moment, the opponent had poured all his Magic Pressure, all his spiritual fluctuations, and all the energy accumulated over time into a single bow and arrow. At the same time, all his Creation Chains had entered the bow, condensing all his power.

Locke felt himself locked in place by the Creation Chains, unable to escape the attack of this arrow.

"This is the end." Locke looked at Antoine and thought, "But he can gather the power of his two systems into a single spell and turn it into the most terrifying attack spell. Do I have that ability?"

Locke looked at the Peach Arc Thorn Arrow in his hand and frowned, seemingly pondering what to do.

This was truly despairing.

They had clearly fought all the way to the end, yet he had discovered that he was still one stage behind his opponent.

As a reincarnated Third-Ring Wizard, Antoine had to start over from scratch, but he had indeed walked farther than Locke on the path of Great Magic.

At this moment, Arena One was covered in cracks, as though it could no longer withstand this force.

The Second-Ring Wizard who was still hosting the match had already been dumbfounded.

This was also the first time he had learned that Antoine was actually a reincarnated Third-Ring Wizard. He had hidden it far too well!

In an instant, Antoine's previously unimpressive image in his mind became unfathomably profound.

At the same time, the Elder Council and the Academic Committee automatically sealed off the Second-Ring Black Wizards to prevent them from approaching.

When the