Chapter 418: The Winner, Dragon Kingdom Team

"Given that the entire Holy Light Empire team has lost combat capability, I hereby declare..."

 

"The winner of the first match of the quarterfinals is the Dragon Kingdom team!!"

 

When the referee confirmed that the opponent had completely lost all signs of life.

 

He immediately announced the result.

 

"OHHHHHHH!!"

 

The moment the referee's words fell.

 

Not only the Dragon Kingdom team but even spectators from other countries erupted in cheers, loud enough to shake the entire colosseum!!

 

Of course...

 

Except for the defeated nations like Fusang, Free Federation, Holy Light Empire, and Elven Forest.

 

"Damn! The double crown is basically locked in!"

 

"Popping champagne early! We are the champions!"

 

"Don't celebrate too soon; we still have more matches to play, remember?"

 

"Yeah! Don't jinx it by celebrating early! Remember those teams that celebrated too soon and didn't even make it past the top 16 or 8?"

 

"..."

 

All the Dragon Kingdom spectators were beaming with joy.

 

They knew their national team was almost guaranteed to lift the trophy!

 

But they also understood the lesson of not celebrating too early, with several glaring examples of teams who had gotten too confident.

 

Meanwhile, spectators from other countries voiced their thoughts.

 

"Damn! Who would've thought that Dragon Kingdom would end up as the champions?"

 

"That non-specialist! A god forever!"

 

"More like Ling Zhan, a god forever!"

 

"True, not every non-specialist is Ling Zhan! Only he has the insane natural talent to boost all basic skills!"

 

"Not just that, his talent can keep evolving! That's the craziest part!"

 

"Who dares say non-specialists don't have late-game potential now?"

 

"..."

 

Bam!!

 

"Damn it!!"

 

In the Free Federation preparation area.

 

Norton slammed his fist into the nearby railing.

 

The sheer force shattered it instantly.

 

His face twisted in rage.

 

He would've preferred the Holy Light Empire to win over that damned non-specialist!

 

How did it end up like this?

 

Damn it!

 

His teammates didn't dare to come near him.

 

"Norton!!"

 

At that moment.

 

An elderly voice called out.

 

Norton turned, his anger quickly replaced by respect.

 

"Teacher!"

 

It was Luke, the vice-leader of the Ivy League Alliance.

 

And Norton's personal mentor.

 

Luke had high hopes for Norton. Before the competition, he had envisioned his student crushing the competition and claiming victory.

 

Especially when they saw Dragon Kingdom send out a non-specialist, they had laughed.

 

Back then...

 

They thought Dragon Kingdom had lost their minds, sending a non-specialist, and worse, a rookie fresh from a freshman tournament.

 

But unexpectedly...

 

That very non-specialist had shattered the Free Federation's dreams.

 

And Norton's pride along with it.

 

Now, Norton could only rage helplessly.

 

If Norton were to face that non-specialist now, he would likely feel a creeping fear.

 

Funny, really...

 

As someone who thrived on collecting fear, he never imagined he'd one day fear someone else.

 

No one had expected this outcome.

 

"Don't dwell on it. When we return, we'll fully awaken your Chaos Demon bloodline!"

 

"And I'll do everything I can to secure all the resources you need!"

 

"While you may have lost to him now, once you reach your third or even fourth class transition, you may yet defeat him!"

 

Luke said in a deep voice.

 

Norton nodded slightly.

 

Fully awaken his demon bloodline...

 

This meant abandoning his human identity entirely and becoming a true demon!

 

No big deal!

 

He had long wanted to discard his frail human form!

 

He would grow stronger! And crush that non-specialist beneath his feet!

 

He believed that day would come!

 

......

 

......

 

In the Fusang Nation preparation area.

 

Dressed in a kimono, Momoka Gotou watched the tall figure on the screen, her ears filled with the deafening cheers of the crowd.

 

There had always been an opinion about Fusang Nation's nature.

 

That they were a people who only worshipped the strong like dogs.

 

When faced with strength, they would grovel in the dirt and beg.

 

But when faced with weakness, they would viciously tear their prey apart like wild dogs.

 

Now.

 

Momoka Gotou admitted that something had shifted inside her heart.

 

And...

 

Thinking about the challenges she would soon face, she knew she had to prepare in advance!

 

With that, she whispered, "Assistant."

 

"Yes, master. I'm here."

 

A woman dressed in black quietly responded.

 

"I want to transfer schools. Draft an application for studying abroad and submit it to Dragon Kingdom as soon as possible!"

 

"Understood!"

 

......

 

In the VIP section.

 

Lost...

 

They really lost...

 

Prince Saint Lus stared blankly at the screen, fixated on that tall figure.

 

Beside him, the Dragon Kingdom team was laughing and celebrating.

 

The nobles and ministers dared not make a single sound.

 

The prouder they had felt earlier.

 

The more humiliated they were now.

 

"Mr. Zhou, Mr. Liu! Congratulations! Congratulations to Dragon Kingdom for winning the championship!"

 

"Yes, our early congratulations!"

 

"Are you sure you won't reconsider letting Ling Zhan study in our country for six months?"

 

"..."

 

Faced with the congratulations from the powerful figures around them.

 

Zhou Hongfu and Liu Huanran humbly shook their heads.

 

But they couldn't hide the smiles on their faces.

 

Of course...

 

Seeing the somber expression on Prince Saint Lus' face, Zhou Hongfu and Liu Huanran chose not to rub salt in the wound.

 

We Dragon Kingdom folks are polite, after all.

 

But what the two deans didn't realize was...

 

Their completely indifferent attitude only served to highlight just how narrow-minded Prince Saint Lus' behavior had been.

 

"Alright! Even if I have to use all my influence, I'll make sure these kids get the best rewards from the front-line war zone!"

 

Zhou Hongfu laughed, stroking his beard.

 

......

 

On the secret battlefield.

 

Ling Zhan let out a slow breath, his gaze finally relaxing.

 

It was finally over...

 

The nullification field that had suppressed everyone had disappeared with Princess Saint Luni's death.

 

Li Chaoge and the others approached with smiles.

 

The rest of the team smiled too, but most of all, they were filled with respect and admiration for Ling Zhan.

 

They were convinced.

 

Completely convinced.

 

And the little girl Meng Shuang let out a cheer, jumping high in the air and, to the envy of Li Chaoge, Yun Man, and Chang Yue, threw herself onto Ling Zhan, clinging to him.