After confirming both sides' status, the referee immediately fired off a quick-cast Fireball.
Jiang Han's vision was briefly blocked by the violent burst of sparks. Ever since 1760, sensory-type witches had been specifically countered by an ability that forcibly locked them on, to prevent them from opening the match by summoning so-called [orbital weapons] for a [locked-on instant kill].
There was no helping it. Back in the '80s, the ITWF rules had been riddled with loopholes.
According to witches who had watched matches back then—like Jiang Xuan—they would flush red with excitement and shout, "Those were what you called real fist-to-fist matches!" Because anti-magic fields were not [banned moves].
But even those spectators who had watched matches during the ITWF's most chaotic rules period, from the '50s to the '80s, had to admit that the current version carried quite a fondness for the old ways.
The Witch Agency had successfully rolled the entire ITWF ruleset back nearly twenty years.
Well done.
It left the ancient-times enthusiasts rather embarrassed.
After all, even witches who had witnessed the precious, rare footage of Kraken and Angelite pulling each other's hair out in the ring during those truly fist-to-fist matches would still sleep soundly when looking back at this Transfiguration Zoo match—one that, by all rights, was even more fist-to-fist than the old days, with punches already smashing straight through hearts and lungs.
Jiang Han could no longer use sensory magic to seize the first-move advantage. She was truly being targeted.
Once Emperor Han ascended the throne, she would replace all the referees with Giant Cat Lamps. Hehe.
Jiang Han raised her hand slightly, and a cold flash appeared before her eyes. With an extreme reaction speed of 0.001 seconds, she darted sideways. The force she unleashed instantly made Eightfold Island tremble beneath her