The Shock of the Various Academies

"What is this?!"

A scream suddenly erupted from the live broadcast studio, and William didn't answer Moritz's question; he simply pointed to the sky.

This is because Moritz focused on William himself and neglected his perception of the environment.

The light suddenly dimmed, and a chill made it clear that the temperature had dropped.

But normally that shouldn't be possible!

Sirius Dome is a fully enclosed arena where the lighting is maintained by light bulbs on the ceiling and the temperature is maintained by central air conditioning.

Therefore, these two items are absolutely impossible to change!

Still harboring her doubts, Moritz looked up in the direction William was pointing.

At that moment, he could no longer maintain the furious expression on his face, and cold sweat poured down his back, soaking his school uniform.

Thick, Dark Cloud loomed over the entire stadium, extending into the stands, and flashes of lightning could even be faintly seen within the Dark Cloud.

I'll give you one more chance! Do you want to surrender?

William, completely oblivious to the surprised, admiring, and fearful gazes coming from all directions, spoke again, somewhat bored.

Although Moritz used some rather ruthless tactics on him, William didn't care. Who would get angry with a child?

"Waaaaah!"

Moritz concentrated his Star Power and roared, trying to dispel the ever-emerging fear in his heart.

A fierce gust of wind rose from the center of Moritz, converging to form a tornado that resembled a dragon.

The tip, like the "Storm Spiral," is conical, as if the core were being pulled out of a giant drill bit.

"Storm Bite Extinction!"

The veins on Moritz's forehead bulged, and he clenched his teeth tightly, clearly under immense pressure.

This is Moritz's trump card, a deadly move that should not be used lightly.

Because of its uncontrollable nature, the enormous consumption of Star Power, and its slow attack speed, making it difficult to hit the enemy, he almost never uses this move.

However, given the urge to take a gamble and with William's tacit approval, he successfully unleashed the move.

"Take this!"

Moritz roared and swung his arm violently, sending a tornado hurtling towards William like a dragon's tail.

"Fall!"

William brought his raised hand down with a bang, and the Dark Cloud in the sky immediately burst into dazzling light.

The audience members present all instinctively closed their eyes because of the dazzling light, and could only hear the continuous rumbling thunder.

"Win! Win! Winner is here!"

"William Spengler of the Jielong Seventh Academy!"

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Chapter 160 The Shock of the Various Academies (4000 words, please subscribe)

At the moment William's victory was announced, the entire Sirius Dome was eerily quiet.

The entire audience fell completely silent!

The battle stage, made entirely of specialized materials, is now pitted and pitch black, a far cry from its previous smooth and pristine appearance.

"Monster!"

Moritz collapsed weakly to the ground, uttered his last words, and then completely lost consciousness.

The Festas's competition criteria don't solely rely on destroying the school emblem to declare victory.

The ability to completely neutralize the opponent remains one of the criteria for determining victory or defeat.

After the ambulance dispatched by the hospital arrived and took Moritz, who had completely fainted, to the hospital.

Only then did a storm of screams and applause erupt in the hall.

--Sirius Dome, Players' Lounge!

A woman wearing full-rimmed glasses sat upright in a chair, her brows deeply furrowed.

Beside her was Silvia, who had just finished her performance and was returning to the dressing room to rest before the first round of eliminations.

Are you sure?

She is Petra, the chairperson of the Queenvale.

Petra is also the operating entity behind the Queenvale Academy for Girls, a cadre of the Integrated Enterprise Foundation.

Therefore, she can be said to be the person with the most power at the Queenvale Academy for Girls.

At the same time, Petra is also the manager of Silvia, the newly crowned world's number one diva.

Silvia knew perfectly well what Petra meant by asking her that question!

She nimbly picked up a strawberry from the table and put it in her mouth.

"If this is all the strength he has, I'm still confident I can withstand his attacks with the new piece and then find an opportunity to win."

"But if he's still holding back, then it's hard to say!"

"So that's how it is!"

Petra's brow furrowed even more deeply, and her fingers tapped rhythmically on the wooden tabletop.

She was acutely aware of the girl's strength.