Judging from the current rapid momentum, Ed's final victory seems to be a foregone conclusion, it is just a matter of time.
However, Carlisle is a high-ranking pure-blooded elf noble, and he is proud and arrogant. How could he be willing to sit back and watch things develop so naturally? That would be tantamount to making him lose face and dignity.
Although he was extremely reluctant to admit it in his heart, Carlisle, with the last bit of his remaining rationality, had clearly realized that with the "talent" he had shown at this stage, he was no match for Ed in this fierce competition.
Every time he clashed with Ed, the tenacious fighting spirit, exquisite skills and amazing adaptability shown by the other party were like a heavy hammer, hitting his heart hard and shattering his originally indomitable self-confidence into pieces.
But the deep-rooted pride in Carlisle's heart, as majestic as a mountain, would never allow such a thing to happen - a commoner of humble origin and without any background actually wanted to step on the head of a high-ranking pure-blooded elf noble with noble blood and a thousand-year-old glory. This was simply the greatest blasphemy to his family and the aristocratic dignity he upheld.
so! At this critical moment, Carlisle made up his mind to gamble everything he had, even if it cost a heavy price, to take back the victory that was about to fall into his hands.
In an instant, a majestic and mysterious power surged out of his body, and a layer of dreamy green light instantly appeared on Carlisle's slender and agile body, like the first ray of warm sunshine penetrating the mist in spring, dazzling yet somewhat weird.
At the same time, the ordinary emerald green grass under his feet seemed to be inspired by some mysterious force and grew wildly on the stone platform at a speed visible to the naked eye. In a moment, it was intertwined into a dense bush.
Around the competition field, the flowers, plants and trees that had been standing quietly began to dance violently as if they had heard the general’s clarion call to battle. Their branches and leaves swayed and rustled, as if it was a grand carnival.
"This is... this is a domain! Even though it's not a complete and mature domain, judging from its momentum and power, it can definitely be called a simplified version of a simple domain!" A knowledgeable male student widened his eyes with disbelief on his face, his voice trembling slightly with shock.
"Oh my God, isn't Carlisle only a fourth-level intermediate wizard? With his current level of cultivation, how could he possibly cast a domain!" A first-year student had fear and confusion in his eyes.
In the stands, Arthur stared at the surging aura fluctuations on Carlisle's body and muttered thoughtfully: "Carlisle is also a God-favored One. It seems that he has used the power of a God-favored One... This unique aura, is it from the Natural God Cult?"
Domain, this is the key to why the fifth-level magician is so powerful and awe-inspiring.
Once entering the realm, the magician will become the master of this world, possessing unimaginable perception abilities.
In this magical realm of space, even the tiniest dust movement and the weakest magical ripples cannot escape the magician's perception.
The direction of each air flow, every subtle movement of the opponent, and even the direction and intensity of the flow of magic power in their bodies, are all displayed in the magician's mind like a clear map.
This allows the magician to seize the initiative in battle, anticipate the enemy, and gain the greatest victory at the lowest cost.
Moreover, the domain also has a powerful suppressive function. For those opponents with weaker strength, the moment they step into the domain, it is as if they are carrying a heavy burden. Their movements are slow and the circulation of magic power is blocked. They can only struggle under the control of the domain master and find it difficult to use their fists and feet.
The moment Carlisle's field emitting a mysterious emerald green light suddenly appeared, the atmosphere in the entire stadium was instantly pushed to a white-hot extreme.
The points he earned by smashing the floating balls were like a wild horse running wildly, rising madly all the way.
Those floating balls had just popped up their heads from their hiding places, and before they could even reveal their full appearance, they were ruthlessly crushed by the tremendous force whistling out from the field, turning into tiny pieces of light flying all over the sky and dissipating into nothingness.
The speed at which the floating ball was smashed was simply astonishing. It was several times faster than the speed at which Ed had predicted the final landing point of the floating ball with his extraordinary computing ability.
Not only that, Carlisle's territory was like a huge net that covered the sky and the earth, slowly expanding and completely covering the area where Ed was.
In an instant, Ed felt his whole body was tightly bound by an invisible pressure, as if he was trapped in a sticky swamp. Every movement became slow and difficult, and the circulation of magic power was seriously disturbed, becoming sluggish and unsmooth.
In the process of this temporary and extremely thrilling digital grouping calculation that was like dancing on a tightrope, Ed suddenly encountered such a huge and unexpected interference. This was undoubtedly a disaster for him and absolutely fatal.
Just because of the emergence of the field, many key factors such as the speed, angle, trajectory, etc. of the floating ball ejected around Ed were all disrupted in an instant, as if the carefully built building block castle was knocked down by a rough big hand, and the mathematical model he had worked hard to build was about to shake and collapse.
Scarlett stood in the stands, her eyes wide open and her heart burning with anxiety. As someone who is also well versed in the secrets of calculation and able to embark on this dangerous journey, she is very aware of the dangerous situation that Ed is facing at the moment.
Once the mathematical model collapses, Ed will suffer mental backlash and his soul will be severely damaged. The consequences will be disastrous. There was no time to lose, so she moved and tried to stop the game to prevent tragedy from happening.
However, just as Scarlett was about to make a move, Merlin appeared beside her quietly like a ghost, and quickly reached out a hand and held her shoulder firmly.
Scarlett was filled with astonishment. She turned her head, and when she saw that the person holding her down was Merlin, her eyes were full of confusion and doubt.
In her opinion, Merlin is also a gifted and intelligent genius. Can't he see that Ed's current condition is extremely dangerous?
Merlin? genius? If Merlin knew what Scarlett was thinking at this moment, he would probably roll his eyes helplessly.
He knew clearly in his heart that he was not a genius at all. If it weren't for the fact that there was a "powerful trainer" living in his body - the moon goddess Selene, he would not be able to keep up with the "progress" of his friends around him. He would have been left far behind and could not catch up.
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