Retired God King becomes Witch Idol Manager

A succubus-like homeroom teacher leaned against the glass window, glaring fiercely at the class monitor, exuding a murderous aura.

"If you dare not go, you can forget about having a good holiday!"

Janna's hand traced across her neck, clearly indicating to Nolan that no matter what method she used, she had to bring glory to the bottom-ranked Firevine Class!

"Nonsense!"

Lin rubbed her temples and immediately asked a space-related instructor to locate Nolan's school badge and forcibly teleport her to the simulated battlefield.

The silver-haired girl disappeared from the stands and instantly appeared in a primeval forest on the big screen.

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Today's annular solar eclipse is quite rare! If all coincidences are inevitable, then... Long live Her Majesty the Empress!

323. Come on, hit me.

Nolan sat on a tree stump, her silver twin ponytails paired with the white stockings and school uniform of the Crystal Campus making her extremely attractive.

The aloof and charming girl, however, did not resemble a warrior at all; she didn't even carry a weapon and maintained the Thinker's visual style.

"Based on this logic, if I go off the court, Parkinson's will be saved, but I still can't lose. I have to find a way to let him win..."

Sure enough, Edgar wiped away his cold sweat and continued the broadcast: "Good news! The Parkinson's athlete has miraculously recovered, and the final match will proceed as scheduled!"

The students inside and outside the Nebula venue were completely bewildered, finding the situation both funny and absurd.

As the bell rang, a pale-faced young man was teleported into the arena.

He was not tall, with gray hair and a lean build, but his pompadour hairstyle was quite eye-catching.

Parkinson was still dressed like a barbarian, in a fur coat and light armor, his upper body muscles were exposed, and a dark battle axe with an edge sharpened by ice, looking fierce, as if he had put a lot of effort into his equipment.

His condition isn't very optimistic; he looks very weak!

Parkinson's 12th-tier soul spirit is common among the contestants who advanced today, but just six months ago he was a peak level 6 soul warrior. He seems to be working very hard and is always ready to avenge his previous defeat.

The boy twisted his neck, sneered, determined his location, and sped toward the center of the jungle.

The final round of the main event finally began, and the audience quieted down, waiting for the fierce battle that was about to erupt in the simulated battlefield.

The Holy Alliance and the Polar Snowfield, opposing factions, can be considered old rivals locked in a fateful final battle, where only one can bring glory to their side.

Both being freshmen this year, it's quite remarkable that these two contestants made it to the final round; their age alone is commendable.

Every year, the freshmen who are able to participate in the Starry Sky Martial Arts Tournament attract widespread attention. They compete against their seniors in their first year, and their future achievements are sure to be even greater.

With the addition of either Parkinson or Nolan, there will be three newcomers who will qualify for the finals of the Starry Sky Martial Arts Tournament this year.

Luna, a genius girl from Ceylon Academy, is the prized disciple handpicked by the Saint of the Hundred Flowers. Serani spares no effort in guiding her so that she can defeat Lin in every way.

Meanwhile, Chik of Rhine Holy Martial Academy is the youngest son of the Sandalwood King. In terms of character and prestige, he surpasses Dalton, the playboy. He is not only talented and hardworking, but also has a large family that invests heavily in his upbringing, and the results are obvious.

The first two are both sixteenth-tier Quasi-Saint level monsters, and it is already a fact that they have made a name for themselves at the Starry Sky Martial Arts Tournament.

Although the two players on the field are slightly inferior in spirit level, they are still rare and strong newcomers, representing the growing strength of Star Alliance School.

"The Parkinson's athlete rampaged through the dense forest, making no attempt to conceal his movements, seemingly unafraid of being ambushed."

The camera then cuts to a tree stump, where Nolan is still standing, and we haven't even seen him in a contemplative pose.

"What the hell is that brat up to!"

Messiah rolled her eyes; she knew that Nolan's current spirit was no weaker than Parkinson's.

The abundant elements of the Void Continent brought great benefits to the three silly girls, who reached the level of fourteen even without activating their marks.

Edgar rubbed his eyes, gasped, as if he had witnessed something extremely terrifying.

"And Nolan, Nolan... she didn't move at all! What a Nolan! So calm in the face of such a strong opponent! She must have been prepared and had everything under control!"

The expressions of the spectators in the stands grew increasingly solemn.

The student council president's acting was so realistic that even the professors on the podium were fooled, genuinely believing that this girl had some secret weapon up her sleeve.

Because of the student council's mistake in the previous intelligence report, which misreported Yero's strength, Edgar no longer dared to make assertions about the strength of both sides, fearing that he would be proven wrong again. Instead, he focused on analyzing the psychology behind the players' actions and descriptions!

Parkinson was both lucky and unlucky; he was fortunate in the system's allocation process, avoiding all the abnormal players.

However, all these coincidences ultimately benefited someone else.

This is also Nolan's most painful point: if the opponent is too strong, he can easily lose as long as he doesn't cheat.

And this kid just happens to be someone whose physical body can defeat...

Parkinson wandered around aimlessly, but couldn't find Nolan, so he found the tallest tree in the middle of the forest and climbed it.

She had been stripped naked by Nolan during a martial arts class, which humiliated her for the entire semester. After that, this lazy little bitch hid and skipped classes every day, never finding another chance to wash away her shame.

Today he finally got his chance, how could Parkinson not be excited!

The boy with the pompadour jumped to the highest point of the simulated battlefield and roared, "You get out here!"

The audience was stunned, amused by the barbarians from the northern polar regions.

This is probably the most arrogant battle so far, starting by jumping to the middle to provoke.

It's important to understand that between opponents of similar strength, the difference between launching a surprise attack and reacting defensively is significant, and no one wants to be put on the defensive.

Previously, a 13th-tier Earth Soul Warrior who relied on defensive power to enter the main city fell into a series of traps and was slowly worn down to death by a nimble and swift 12th-tier Wind Whisper Mystic.

At times like these, strategy becomes extremely important. If the Starry Sky Martial Arts Tournament only tests raw strength, then a bunch of brutes could simply have their souls rated, so what would be the point of competing?

"What an idiot."

Chick shook his head, made an accurate judgment, and secretly cheered for the little witch.

Although they were not familiar with Duke of Destruction, the Holy Alliance could not afford to lose to the Midnight Snowfield.

The roar echoed across the battlefield, but Nolan remained unmoved, as if his little bottom was glued to a tree stump, choosing to cut off Pompey, that bastard, first.

This time, no matter how hard the president tried, she couldn't cover up the negative attitude of the two Qiaos, leaving Mengmeng and Baihe speechless.

This isn't how the Little Witch cuts people open when she starts school!

Ding!

Until the nightmare of stealthy, elusive classes appeared, the tournament's anti-AFK mechanism was activated, marking the positions of both sides on the simulated battlefield.

Parkinson roared, howled for a long time without getting a response, and, filled with rage, grabbed an axe and charged over.

That wretched woman was indeed sitting on the edge of the woods, completely oblivious to her opponent. Parkinson was furious and started to puff up his hair.

The silver-haired girl with twin ponytails stretched and finally moved.

Witnessing a dragon hunter being skinned and gutted by two Night Elves and turned into a fleshy shell is quite interesting, much more so than this delinquent youth in front of me.

How to keep the bloodied and mangled Pompeii alive for his master to slowly torture was even more complicated. Therefore, Black Vine and White Dew were very careful. The victim remained highly conscious throughout the entire process without anesthesia, and his mournful cries made a certain great demon king drool.

You should know that after squeezing every last drop of value out of this kid, he still has to exchange it for money from his employer!

Nolan beckoned with his finger, looked at Parkinson, and said, "Come on, hit me!"

"what?"

The pilot paused for a moment, suppressing his anger as he cautiously looked around.

324. Embrace of Wind and Frost

"There must be a trick up your sleeve. Do you think I'd fall for it so easily?!"

Parkinson chanted softly, preparing to probe from a distance, but unfortunately his arcane skill was too low, and he could only summon a water arrow.

puff!

The water arrow was too inaccurate and missed, hitting a tree trunk nearby, but it did not cause any obstruction.

Parkinson remained hesitant and cautious, circling Nolan several times without daring to attack, much to the dismay of the commentators and audience.

Nolan showed no intention of gathering the souls; he even raised his hand and tried to utter those two words.

"I think......"

"Ow!"

The battle axe in Parkinson's hand fell to the ground instantly, and he began to convulse, his body gradually contorting.

Nolan's lips twitched, and he closed them. Parkinson staggered back to normal, looking angrily at his hands.

After several attempts, the beautiful goddess king finally gave up in despair.

Surrender is not an option; disaster will surely strike even faster. Who knows, Parkinson's might just die on the spot before I even finish speaking!

Edgar clapped his hands and patiently explained to everyone, "Hey! I get it. Nolan doesn't want to take advantage of someone in distress; harming a disabled person would be against chivalry!"

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The trainees in the audience all tilted their heads, wondering if there was anything in this world that the president couldn't explain.

Whenever someone types a question mark, it doesn't mean I have a problem; it means I think you have a problem!

Nolan beckoned with his finger again and said impatiently, "Hurry up and hit me!"

She needs to go home and be with her wife!

"go to hell!"

Parkinson's eyes reddened, and he couldn't hold back any longer. Who knew when he would have another attack? His powerful soul spirit, which had just entered the thirteenth level, erupted, transforming into a body-covering icy flame. He jumped up and swung his axe down at the silver-haired girl!

Everyone was on edge, eagerly anticipating how the little witch would respond, and whether she would display the same extraordinary bloody appearance as last time, which would broaden their horizons.

"An advanced ice-attribute soul spirit of the water element, not bad."

As soon as Mengmeng finished speaking, Parkinson's right eye twitched, and a grain of sand drifted into his eye.

duang!

The battle axe narrowly missed the girl's body, striking the ground and leaving a deep furrow – a truly terrifying moment!

Nolan blinked, but still did nothing, which frightened Messiah and the other students to death.