Mixed Blessing System

While Viktoria was oppressing her opponents, gradually exhausting and causing injuries to them, Lothur was having a great battle against his opponent.

Lothur's opponent was more substantial than Phil but still not so capable as to put his life at risk. After all, his Constitution was well above this opponent's Strength value.

So as much as he was hardly causing any injuries to his opponent while they were fighting, Lothur was 'dancing' well with this person, forcing him to expend his energy.

While doing this, now and then, he would suffer minor cuts to his opponent's sword, already with his clothes entirely in tatters, showing his white skin to the audience.

At the same time, as that person from the Sitz family was hitting him in anger, he was making the most of this situation to train his techniques.

Their next opponents would probably be stronger, so Lothur wanted to gain as many attribute points as possible by facing this person. And even if this were not enough to prepare him for later, doing this would help him get stronger and stronger, no matter how slowly the process was!

So he once again used his hands to move his ax against his opponent, avoiding hitting this person's sword so as not to damage his weapon.

He was only looking to strike his opponent's body, trying to take advantage of the constant blows he was receiving to do some damage to that individual.

While moving to receive as little as possible of the relentless attacks from this man, constantly retreating, going sideways, and tilting his body at different angles, Lothur hit one of that person's shoulders.

Hitting the shoulder of that individual who had his clothes torn off, Lothur made another small cut, making the muscles in that young man's face twitch.

"Bastard!" Such a person angrily shouted, frustrated at having to 'accept' Lothur's constant blows while barely managing to wound this person.

It was frustrating to face an opponent who did not have the same strength as you but was fully capable of holding you off. That was different from a good battle against someone of an equivalent level, so it could quickly become a very stressful experience.

That was particularly true for those facing Lothur, as this silver-haired young man was the most annoying type of person to fight against!

Hence, this fellow once again struck hard against Lothur's arms, making superficial cuts that hurt but were not dangerous.

"Is that all you got? Where is the person who was talking so much earlier?" Lothur smiled, mocking his opponent as he moved his hands to throw daggers at the said individual.

"Bastard!"

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Simultaneously, Viktoria was increasing her advantage against her opponents.

At the moment, the two were no longer able to attack her. They, at most, were managing to defend themselves, using their techniques as best they could for that purpose.

More than half of the match time had already passed, so both wanted to fight to ensure they continued on the combat platform, making it difficult for the opposing team to win.

Unfortunately, as the roots of the technique of one of the two were trying to form a wall in front of them, another of Viktoria's techniques, one that manipulated water in the air, fired against such a wall.

That was like sprays of water so fast that they could destroy ordinary house walls as if they were high-powered lasers, leaving no trace behind.

As for those roots of the technique of one of the two young men facing Viktoria, they were constantly disappearing and reappearing, sucking the energy of its user to keep it protecting them.

Simultaneously with several jets of water coming at them, the other young man was trying to counter Viktoria's blows by throwing blades of spiritual energy at these jets.

But these blows were not very effective and were barely diminishing the attack power of that woman's technique.

Viktoria continued in the middle of that platform, controlling her offensive technique with her hands, moving as if in a beautiful dance.

Her hands were open, passing through the condensed water in her vicinity, which was forming floating pockets. Each time she touched these pockets, such water clusters moved with her hands like metallic items attracted to a magnet.

That way, when she danced and jumped in the air, spinning rapidly, such pockets changed shape to become jets of water, following the direction of her attack.

"Wow!"

"First Miss Frost is quite skilled!"

"Hmm, she has mastered the Water Dance to perfection, even at a young age..."

"As expected from the greatest genius in centuries of the Frost family!"

Positive comments regarding Viktoria arose among the many spectators of this match, while those two young men suffered from her relentless attacks.

But while Viktoria was getting close to defeating her opponents, Annaliese was about to do such a thing against hers!

After oppressing her opponent for almost 3 minutes, the Second Miss Frost used her spear to deliver several blows that had already severely weakened her opponent.

That level 8 man was already covered in his blood after fighting her for only 3 minutes, feeling exhausted as he screamed in pain due to his new and old injuries.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!"

"Ahhhhhh, damn it!"

He kept trying to dodge, but Annaliese was faster than him and had not suffered injuries capable of making her distracted. Because of this, as she deftly moved with that weapon larger than her own body, Lothur's sister-in-law quickly made new cuts on her opponent's body.

Swooish!

The blade of that spear cut through the air and quickly traveled down the young man's chest, cutting from his left chest to the right side of his waist.

Upon feeling that, he shuddered and screamed in pain, dropping his weapon as he fell backward.

Seeing this, Annaliese did not miss the opportunity and used her spear as a support, spinning her body as she held onto it, directing her two feet toward her opponent's head.

'Shit...' That young man realized Annaliese's blow but could not even move his arms to protect his face.

After a millisecond, that woman's two feet crumpled his head, causing him to faint instantly.

Annaliese had beaten her opponent!

"Oh?"

"Looks like the end of that fight is near, no?"

"Tsk!"

"The Frost family will win this match!"

Annaliese then realized that her opponent was unconscious and wasted no time, immediately running toward Lothur.

She ignored the noisy surroundings and focused all her attention on her man's opponent, that fellow who was already quite tired by the moment, totally sweaty and dirty with blood.

Lothur was also in the same state as this level 9 young man. Seeing this, Annaliese aimed her weapon at the middle of that fellow's back, rushing to finish him off in one strike.

Lothur saw this and was pleased, starting to increase his pace so as not to give this person room to escape Annaliese.

'Let's get it over with...' He thought in his mind, aiming at one of this person's knees as he gave a strong kick with his right leg.

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