"He's a dual-element Spirit Master."
Mu Sheng and Lü Xing worried about Bai Rou back in the Small Courtyard while keeping an eye on the movements of the people in the arena.
The moment her opponent entered, he released tremendously powerful spiritual energy. His aura carried an extraordinary sense of pressure. If she was right, her opponent this time was a dual-element Spirit Master, and one of his elements was thunder, just like Seventh Sister's.
As soon as the referee called for the match to begin, she stepped forward three paces and introduced herself.
"Royal Academy, Dongfang Minghui."
"Rakshasa Mercenary Corps, Night Eagle."
Vines surged out behind her and spread across the entire arena, leaving not a single gap. She moved incredibly fast. Almost as soon as she finished speaking, the vines wound around his legs and restrained his body.
"Wood element."
Night Eagle frowned slightly. The people he most hated dealing with were wood- and light-element users. How should he put it? They were far too gentle, whether in their techniques or their spiritual energy. Punching them was like punching cotton, stirring up no waves at all. He could never work up any passion for the fight. Wood-element users were especially troublesome-their binding abilities were a real headache, like sticky candy he could never shake off.
She watched an ice sword gather in his hand. With a flourish of his blade, the wooden vines around his feet and waist were cut into several pieces by his ice-element spiritual energy.
Worried about Senior Sister Bai's injuries, she wanted to finish the fight quickly. She had not expected her opponent to have the same idea.
A sky full of ice crystals swiftly froze Little Lecher's vines, coating them in thick frost. Holding his ice sword, he stood roughly a meter from