T0 Gaming Guild Saves the World.

Chapter 91.029. Taking the Initiative
Mint returned to the observation deck, and as soon as she sat down, she was surrounded by the boundary between reality and illusion.

Instead of being discouraged, she boasted about her glorious feat of almost piercing through Renee in one fell swoop.

"Trading bases, what a despicable tactic!"

Everyone exchanged glances, and, being very tactful, refrained from mentioning that you were the one who changed places first.

Zhong Zemo hurriedly asked, "Don't be angry, don't be angry. Is there anything you want to eat or drink? This round has a long halftime break, so you can replenish your energy a little."

Mint had been drinking something. The results of the first potion contest had been returned to her. She took two big gulps, which almost made up for all the energy she had consumed.

French Fries personally went to prepare a fruit platter for Mint.

Mainly bananas, oranges, and grapes.

She's an expert at this; she always uses fruit as a cushion before engaging in strenuous exercise.

Before Jiang Heyi came, she would just wash the fruit and eat it directly. After Jiang Heyi arrived, there were more fruit platters in the house.

Orange Tea said, "Don't feel pressured. You've already won. You've made Renee, the strongest person in the Annos' hearts this generation, suffer a defeat. This is a story that will be written in history."

The jailer's emotional intelligence suddenly spiked: "Tomorrow, everyone on the streets will know your name, Mint, and we'll help you torture those old bastards at the Star Speakers Academy. The strongest dropout case in history has appeared."

The quilt added, "Exactly, exactly. Winning or losing is no longer important. You made Renee look utterly humiliated, something that countless young magicians in Anna only dreamed of. Now your goal is to make Renee stumble and fall again!"

Mint nodded repeatedly as she ate her fruit, and couldn't help but straighten her back proudly, her posture becoming more proper.

During the final adjustment period before the match, the Grelian family was also working hard.

Renee took the water glass from the maid, rinsed her mouth, and then picked up a peach and ate it.

The incessant chatter behind me was like a shadow.

"Rene, don't be stressed. The last match exposed Mint's weakness in actual combat. Victory is within our grasp."

"It's not just about winning, it's about punishing them! Using challenges to gain attention is intolerable. Accepting the challenge showed Renee's class, and winning the match is an undeniable test of her strength. But the process... must effectively deter potential opportunists!"

Renee's head buzzes whenever she hears that sound.

It felt like a needle swirling around my ear, piercing my mind, and a wave of pain and irritation washed over me in an instant.

He took two bites of the peach and casually tossed it onto the table.

This action failed to make the woman understand; she continued talking.

"It's enough to make her suffer serious damage; it would be even better if we could go further."

"Unexpected events are common in magical duels; who can guarantee they'll stop themselves in the heat of the moment?"

"Your spatial magic is the strongest weapon, impossible to defend against. Hmph, tomorrow Anna will regret that an excellent potion master has reached the peak of his career, but unfortunately, he has not made any further progress since then."

Renee's mouthwash glass flew straight toward the woman who was speaking.

"Boom!"

It hit him squarely on the head, then shattered upon impact.

Water splashed on half of her body, her hair was wet and stuck to her cheeks, and the magical throw cut her forehead, blood flowing down her cheeks.

It looks just like a water monster from a story that rises from the water and devours children.

The incident happened so suddenly that no one in the Grelian family had time to react.

Renee stared at her mother, her gaze icy cold.

"Rene, she is your mother!"

Her father's reprimand did not make Renee "wake up." She ripped open the space with her hand, leaving a cold, dark gap in front of her.

Dussel developed many variations of the Space Slash, which is praised for its ability to bridge the gap between the real and virtual worlds.

To a space mage, Renee's movements were equivalent to placing a finger on a trigger.

This is the most dangerous starting stance.

Soundproofing arrays can block out sound, and human walls can obstruct the view, but the sudden surge of magical energy was clearly identifiable to everyone on the viewing platform.

Spatial magic shattered the magic circle's restraints, unleashing a torrent of noise and shrill arguments.

Kurien's eyes narrowed slightly, and the lines of his face gradually softened from the stiffness of losing Mint.

He waved his hand to dismiss the guards—what a bunch of idiots, don't bother him while he's watching the show!

Although the reason is unknown, the Grion family is certainly having a good time.

"The soundproofing array has shattered."

Someone whispered a reminder in the ear of the lord of the Grion family.

“Then rebuild.” The patriarch of the Grelian family was furious, but he was also suppressing his anger.

"Unable to construct, Miss Renee has already crushed it twice..."

Renee gasped for breath, her chest heaving violently.

"Keep quiet, I don't want to say it again."

Everyone fell silent, and her stinging pain finally subsided.

"Rene...she's your mother."

Renee covered her forehead, suppressing her surging displeasure, her voice trembling.

"Yes, that's right, you and she worked together to create me, but that doesn't mean I'm your object."

"Join forces... to create?" Renee's father was stunned. "Your mother carried you for ten months. She suffered so much."

“In the eyes of the Anna magical community you are nothing, but when you say my name and proudly tell them ‘Renée is my daughter,’ they all smile and become respectful.”

"Why do you think they spoke so gently to two good-for-nothings who spent half their lives jogging to reach level 6? Isn't it because of me, the person you created!"

Renee's inner rage finally erupted: "The suffering you endured has brought you more than ten years of prestige in front of others. According to alchemy, this has gone beyond equivalent exchange. You have performed an enchantment that countless alchemists can only dream of in their entire lives. From now on, until you are buried, you can continue to show off, riding around in exquisitely decorated and luxurious carriages."

The head of the Grelian family closed the soundproofing array halfway through Renee's excited speech.

He quickly reassured her, "Let's talk about it when we get back, Renee."

Today, Renee seemed unusually distant, speaking with a sharp tongue and every word seemed to be a barrage of barbs.

She was always gentle and polite to her elders, and every teacher who taught her considered her the best student. Her manners, character, and behavior were impeccable.

"You're still blaming us for dealing with that snake, aren't you?"

The head of the Grion family turned and glared at Renee's mother, signaling her to shut up.

It was too late; Renee's heavy breathing sounded like a monster crawling out of the abyss.

“Deal with?” Renee forced a stiff laugh, her body trembling. “You killed him. Don’t use such ambiguous words to downplay the seriousness of the matter. I’m not bad at rhetoric; what are you avoiding?”

"Little Tail crawled to my window before he died. As a monster, it's normal for it to unleash its bestial instincts and struggle when facing death, but he just curled up and buried his head in my arms, asking me to hold him tight!"

“His wisdom was insufficient to enable him to speak goodbye, and the potion you used was enough to kill him on the spot, but he still managed to find me.”

Renee's eyes were red.

"You keep saying you're doing this for my own good, but are you really thinking of me, or are you just unwilling to give up your own positions?"

The inner guard used magic to lightly touch the soundproof array, transmitting the information.

"Preparations for the competition have begun."

Upon hearing the news, Renee took a deep breath, and her trembling body gradually calmed down.

As if she had put on a mask again, she once again became the Renee that the public knew, tearing through space with a blank expression as she left the scene.

The soundproofing array prevented Kurien from watching the drama unfold, but the few ears he heard in between were enough.

"Is this what a thousand-year-old magical family is like? Even geniuses can be turned into madmen." "The deployment against Renee can be reduced a bit."

In the center of the arena, Wick is emphasizing the rules.

The use of props and weapons is not allowed; the battle will be fought solely based on magic.

The referee will intervene based on the situation on the field, but only to a limited extent.

Mint wasn't focused on Wick; she vaguely sensed that Renee's magical aura was unstable, churning and churning.

"Do you need to adjust it a little longer?"

“No need.” Renee took another deep breath, trying to suppress the dark thoughts that were stirring within her. “Let’s begin.”

Ignored by the two, Wick left the scene on his own.

There was no signal to start the competition; the rhythm was determined by the two players on the field.

“In the academy, your practical combat performance is among the worst,” Renee joked. “When I spar with you, I’m probably more nervous than you are.”

Mint stood with her hands hanging down at her sides, her body slightly bent forward, ready for battle.

"Two years ago was two years ago, now is now."

Renee had gathered the power to tear through space in her hand, but in an instant, as if she had thought of something, she clenched her fist and shattered it.

"In that case..."

At the same time, the two figures intertwined.

Both of them surprisingly chose close combat.

Weapons are prohibited, but creating weapons using magic is clearly outside the rules.

Both started with elemental magic, with Renee using the abundant moisture to conjure a spear.

The gun barrel was revealed, and the blade was still gathering in the blink of an eye when Mint, enveloped in a howling wind, charged in and struck Renee's chest with a burning fist.

A strike combining speed, power, and explosiveness, as fast as lightning. Many low-level mages couldn't keep up with Mint's movements, only seeing a series of afterimages on the field.

In their first encounter, Mint surprisingly gained the upper hand.

Jiang Heyi couldn't help but cheer: "Kexia taught so well!"

"Thank you."

"Ugh?"

Everyone turned around and suddenly realized that Kesha had also arrived at the observation deck at some point, and was leaning on the railing with them, looking down at the scene below.

"What?" Kesha said, "Mint is also my student. How can the teacher not be present when the students are fighting?"

Mint's onslaught continued. Realizing that Renee was gathering water elemental energy, she changed her strategy, absorbing some water elemental energy, creating waves beneath her feet, and walking on the waves.

Renee's actions ironically benefited Mint's quick attack.

The flames vanished from the fist, and Mint flashed forward with another strike, accurately hitting Renee in the waist and abdomen, shattering the breath she had just managed to muster.

"Hmm, this move shouldn't be in the physical combat courses for magic sparring. Who did she learn it from, or did she just apply what she learned to other situations?"

Kesha clicked his tongue in amazement, while everyone stared at the bed.

"Huh? Mine?"

Despite possessing extraordinary power that is beyond the reach of ordinary people, his body is still fragile flesh and blood.

Both sides are made of flesh and blood; they feel pain when hit, and their movements become distorted when injured. Taking the initiative to defeat the enemy has become the creed of duels between mages.

"Why is Mint using hand-to-hand combat?" the Primal was puzzled. "Her elemental magic is all enchanted to her fists and legs."

Ksha chuckled: "What do you think is the basis for calling the siren a dominant species?"

"A natural affinity for magic?" the jailer replied quickly.

Kesha shook his head: "It's Word Magic. Ordinary magicians need to communicate with magic to complete spells, but we can do it just by using language."

No pre-launch lag, no post-launch lag, quick and fast.

It's like an American-style iaido tournament; while the ordinary magician is still drawing his gun, the siren has already taken him down with a three-round rapid-fire, precise Mozambican shooting technique.

Only high-ranking mages can barely bridge this huge innate gap through experience; for mid- to low-ranking mages, magic academies everywhere will remind their students...

Don't go into minefields unless absolutely necessary.

The Anna nobles also had their reasons for wanting to obtain the Siren bloodline.

Knowing that Renee was skilled in spatial magic, Kesha deliberately trained her in combat using mint.

Unless Renee is a siren, her spellcasting must be completed with the final guiding strike using her body.

If she tries to cast a spell by raising her hand, hit her hand. If she has a hidden trick up her sleeve and can cast a spell with her feet, then kick her in the back of the knee or the back of the knee.

Interrupt the opponent's spellcasting during the preparation phase.

To achieve this, many of the elemental magic skills that Mint excelled at were also optimized by Ksha.

It must be able to be completed instantly and output seamlessly.

Mint hadn't forgotten the results of Kesha's special training. Renee hesitated for only a second before completely losing the initiative when she started releasing spatial magic.

A gun is fast beyond seven paces, and accurate and fast within seven paces.

But if it's close to zero distance, it still has to be a brick!
Renee dodged and weaved awkwardly, occasionally using her hands to block Mint's powerful enchanted fists.

Although she followed suit and changed her combat habits, generating an instant elemental shield to resist the stinging elemental damage, the physical damage still struck her flesh and blood solidly.

The continuous blocking made her arms numb and sore. She wanted to break free, but Mint wanted to stick her whole body to her and roll around and fight with her on the spot.

It looked like a set of wild, unorthodox punches, but Mint actually threw them with a lot of method and rhythm, striving to interrupt Renee's magical buildup with every move.

Wick nodded repeatedly as he watched. In terms of battle design, if it wasn't Mint's own ingenuity, then she must have had an excellent teacher.

The high-ranking mage of the Grelian family also saw through Renee's predicament.

All the magical techniques she was so proud of were suppressed by physical techniques.

Mint's damage wasn't high enough to finish off Renee in one hit, but the continuous accumulation had already made Renee's flesh and blood body sluggish.

"What was Renee hesitating about at the start? She unleashed her spatial magic, and Mint was completely powerless to fight back!"

No one can answer this question.

"That's too safe. She doesn't even attack Renee's face directly, which is the best opportunity to incapacitate Renee with a single blow."

"I'm not greedy at all."

"Can this still be called a duel between mages? She's using the fighting style of a martial artist!"

"A magic warrior is also a magician."

Renee, with a bit of luck, hit her in the stomach.

He channeled his magic and immediately struck the chest cavity.

The raised hand gesture that tears through space is interrupted by an elbow strike.

To jump backward, stomp on their foot!
Mint gave Renee no chance to escape the battle, and every attack was perfectly timed to interrupt her spellcasting.

Kurien pondered, "The Grion family didn't find any martial arts or magic-martial arts instructors for Renee?"

Why not look for it?
Even a master of spatial magic like Dussel was willing to go to great lengths to personally pass on his secret techniques, so there's no reason for him to skimp on this investment.

　Don't worry, I said I'd finish updating the competition today, and I will. There's more to come later. I'm cooking late into the night.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)