Retired God King becomes Witch Idol Manager

"what!"

Parkinson's massive fist arrived in an instant; the icy blood of the Arctic made his body strong and robust, slamming into Nolan's petite figure.

With a nimble backflip, the blood-haired girl dodged the punch. She braced herself with her hands on the ground and her feet together, and immediately counterattacked. She spun in the air in an upside-down position and kicked Parkinson hard in the chin!

boom!

Blood and flames erupted on the nose of the aircraft, sparks flying everywhere.

However, Parkinson's body froze, and he only staggered a few steps before regaining his balance. He shook his head and swayed, but did not suffer any serious injury.

The boy snorted coldly, and ice armor formed on his limbs, transforming him into a clumsy armored warrior. With the blessing of the goddess, both his strength and defense broke through to the peak of the thirteenth rank.

However, the drawbacks are also obvious: Parkinson's abandoned speed in favor of overwhelming force!

Nolan squinted, advancing instead of retreating, his crimson shadow flashing continuously as he dodged the icy spikes beneath his feet, closing in on the ice man at close range.

Parkinson was slightly surprised, not expecting her to deliver the blow to his face. The slam of the blow to the ground stirred up layers of ice crystal waves, attempting to freeze his opponent in place!

Sizzle-------!

Nolan slapped the ground with his small hand, injecting more blood and soul energy. Scalding magma erupted from the ground, engulfing the snowmelt waves. He then turned and kicked Parkinson in the back of the knee, forcing his left leg to bend.

The girl moved backwards, using her hands to support her weight on the ground, her long legs serving as her most powerful weapons. Her slender hands moved swiftly across the scorched earth, replacing her feet to move at high speed, launching a storm of attacks around the armored ice man.

Nolan is slippery and agile, often getting close and swinging his arms, making Parkinson's wide-ranging, aggressive attacks ineffective.

Instead, her long, slender legs frequently bounced and kicked, each spinning stomp and knee strike bringing forth explosive flames that violently tore through the shattered ice armor, making her resemble a fiery little wildcat.

Ice and fire, blue and red, two figures locked in a fierce battle. The thrilling details of their clashes were magnified on the screen, providing the audience with the ultimate visual experience and finally giving Edgar's comedic commentary a chance to shine.

"Reverse Flame Stake".

Mengmeng touched her chin. She was most familiar with hand-to-hand combat techniques, but this was the first time she had witnessed someone use them so skillfully. Wasn't Nolan a knight?

Whether it was elemental attributes or martial arts, the blood-haired girl completely suppressed the enemy. Despite not having much experience in expeditions, her combat experience was as rich as that of a veteran.

"But that's a martial art from the Temple of War, and a high-level martial art at the fifteenth rank..."

Justin was filled with astonishment and disbelief, not only because the two Joes had crossed the border to study martial arts, but also because of the complete separation of their faiths.

326. Dedicated to the Destroyer of All Realms

"But that's a martial art from the Temple of War, and a high-level martial art at the fifteenth rank..."

Justin was filled with astonishment and disbelief, not only because the two Joes had crossed the border to study martial arts, but also because of the complete separation of their faiths.

The various holy sites do not interfere with each other, and high-level martial arts techniques should only be practiced by the most devout believers.

This time, Nolan didn't use the rudimentary martial arts training he learned in class to fool people. In order to end the pain of Parkinson's as soon as possible, he gave him plenty of face.

The audience and mentors on the stage were on edge, and every close-range attack by the girl gripped their hearts, making for a truly spectacular performance.

Nolan was moving at incredible speed, and Parkinson couldn't shake off this clingy pest. Sparks flew everywhere in his body, and even the harshest ice couldn't withstand the countless bursts of lava.

However, despite it being a reversed position fight, the unscientific school skirt remained clung to her legs and never drooped down, failing to provide the audience with a visual feast.

The little witch somersaulted through the air to dodge another icy pressure, then raised her leg and delivered a devastating knee strike to the ice man's temple.

Boom!

The blood and spirits bombarded the nose of the plane, and the crimson sparks finally pierced through the thick ice armor.

"Well!"

Parkinson's saw stars, blood trickled from his ears, and he was momentarily dizzy.

Nolan seized the opportunity to hook his arms around Parkinson's neck, clamp his legs around the airplane's nose, and twist his waist to use the momentum to flip him to the ground.

The Ice Warrior's armored body collapsed heavily with a loud thud.

"it's over!"

Nolan's eyes were cold, and he showed no mercy.

She straddled Parkinson's back, her fingers interlaced, her hands raised high, and her fists fell like warhammers, the blazing crimson flames in her palms growing ever stronger!

!

Parkinson, regaining his senses, looked horrified and hastily removed the Frost Embrace.

The ice sculpture of the goddess in the blizzard trembled slightly, then collapsed with outstretched arms, carrying the heavy snow into the forest and swallowing the gleaming blood-red candle.

The audience's vision was filled with white. When the white fog on the big screen dissipated, a point of blood-red light ignited from the drifting clouds, yet it remained standing.

The deafening cheers were deafening. Although the process was a bit strange, neither Parkinson nor Nolan disappointed them; both freshmen were monsters.

Other elementalists in the Frozen Hell could not survive, but the Crimson Form was completely unaffected.

Nolan patted her skirt and stood up from the snow. Her white stockings had several large holes burned through them, making her look exceptionally alluring.

Scorching flames flowed from the girl's fingertips, her fair skin covered in red marks like eerie tattoos, as if magma flowed through her veins instead of blood. Her blood and soul had transformed into a pure fire elemental vessel.

The terrifying aspect of the Crimson Stance lies in its ability to perfectly counter the opponent by mimicking their actions, embodying the law of mutual generation and restraint in all things in the world.

The fifteenth level, mid-stage—this is Nolan's current soul fluctuation.

Although the speed gradually weakened and slowed down, she was still constantly absorbing elements and transforming them into blood and souls.

The many mentors on the platform looked at each other, completely clueless, and could only attribute it to the blessing of the throne of chaos; the will of the gods was unfathomable.

Alicia's advancement speed after awakening was also terrifying, but not as shocking.

"Pooh!"

The battle didn't seem to be over yet. Parkinson struggled to his feet, spitting out a mouthful of blood. His slicked-back hair, styled with a whole box of hair wax, hung wetly on his forehead.

The boy's face was ashen, his legs were trembling, and several small footprints had appeared on his face for no apparent reason.

Parkinson's still had the strength to fight on; the barbarian's cold blood wouldn't give up so easily, but his stomach couldn't take it.

"Gurgle----------!"

As Nolan approached, rubbing his hands together in anticipation, the boy twisted his legs together and suddenly raised his hands.

"I'm not fighting anymore!"

Nolan stopped in surprise, and the rising blood-red twin tails gradually subsided.

"I...I can't hold it in anymore!"

Parkinson, filled with shame, anger, and despair, surrendered, leaving behind a string of loud farts, and slunk away to the toilet to defecate profusely.

Nolan covered his nose and sighed. It was finally over.

The student council president was stunned for a moment, then said with a wry smile, "Congratulations... Congratulations to the last contestant... Nolan has successfully advanced... Let's give a round of applause to the thirty-two strong contenders!"

Although the process was somewhat outrageous, it was still a breathtaking and spectacular duel, representing the pinnacle of San Lense's strength.

After a moment of silence in the stands, thunderous cheers erupted, bringing a perfect end to the preliminary rounds of the San Lucas region at the Nebula venue. Nolan's image was also listed as one of the thirty-two people on the big screen.

"Ah~"

There's nothing to be happy about, because the Free Federation's grand event has only a moderate effect on increasing the R-value of the beautiful goddess king. They are all followers of the Eternal Time Dragon, unless they can make a big splash like the Void Continent.

Or perhaps we should kill Perentit!

But... how can Asteria keep her promise now that the notary is dead?

Thirty-two martial arts fighters took to the stage together, proudly enjoying their moment of glory in front of the entire school.

The four guardians gave each student high praise and, on behalf of the principal, delivered a formulaic speech, briefly summarizing the ups and downs that Star Alliance School had experienced this year, symbolizing the end of the first semester.

The unassuming Regent King also applauded the host from the podium. Nolan gave Leiri a meaningful look, indicating that they shouldn't rush to warm the bed yet, as he had something to say later.

"Great!"

After the meeting, Messiah took Nolan's arm and kissed her on the cheek.

The student council has prepared a grand feast and ball in the Summer Hall to celebrate the victory of the thirty-two Star Warriors. All students are welcome to attend, and the theme is open to all. Just have fun!

This is also a traditional end-of-term party at St. Lenza College, saving the trouble of a complicated closing ceremony.

Most students have finished their exams and are only staying here to witness this year's Star Warriors. They gathered early in the Summer Hall for the last celebration of the first semester, before going their separate ways through the portal in the City Hall tomorrow.

The last to leave the Nebula venue were the mentors and the victors.

Nolan and Messiah wanted to slip away, but Mengmeng and Baihe held them back, solemnly stating that they couldn't miss the most beautiful memories of their campus life.

The two were dragged into the senior's girls' dormitory and carefully dressed up from head to toe, intending to look their best for the candlelight party in the summer hall.

The most pitiful one was probably Lin Dichen. The black-clad swordsman stole the show at the Nebula venue, and there should have been many young girls willing to spend an unforgettable night with him. However, he screamed and was dragged into a room by Mengmeng and Yeluo and given a beating.

They claimed it was a sacrifice to the invincible teacher and the great destroyer of all realms!

Whether it's passive or active, there's only the difference between wearing women's clothing zero times and countless times.

327. Competing for beauty

Nightingale's dormitory is quite different from 516. It is clean and quiet, decorated in a unique way, full of girlish charm, and the foam shampoo from Trap Island smells very nice.

Messiah and Nolan tried on overly sexy dresses in the living room, their giggles cheerful and pleasant, while Nolan was pulled into his room by Lily.

Lily picked out a black butterfly-tail dress for the cute junior schoolmate, gently combed Nolan's long silver hair, and pinned feather hair clips to her adorable twin ponytails.

The charming little witch suddenly looked much better, possessing both handsomeness and allure.

"Alicia specifically told us that if we leave you unattended, you'll definitely stay in your room all by yourself and won't participate in any activities~"

"eventful......"

Nolan curled her nose, swung her legs, and lay down on her senior's soft bed.

At this moment, the beautiful goddess king is more inclined to instigate the Holy Alliance and the Abyss to fight each other fiercely, and then take advantage of the situation.

Tyranny and power are the hallmarks of the destroyers of all realms, not sweet school dances!

"Your tsundere attitude is just as cute as Alicia said!"

Lily smiled and calmly took off her combat suit in front of the girl, then strolled naked in front of the wardrobe, trying on different outfits.