Chapter 63 Smashing the Turtle

Old Wang was smug, looking like he had just won.

Sarcasm? On what basis?

I’m a real man who stood up to the best fighter of the Yecha Clan for thirty seconds! Can you do that? You cowards who almost peed your pants on the sidelines don’t deserve this. This is skill!

The fourth match ended, and with the pressure from Hei Wukai gone, Old Wang was fully rejuvenated. Without giving anyone a chance to react, he proudly shouted, "One more match, one more match! Oh, our team isn’t quite in form today, Winnie. It’s all on you now!"

"Your Highness," Longmoer respectfully asked. The sparring was his arrangement, but this Old Wang team didn’t seem to have much substance. If the princess wasn’t interested, he could take her place without anyone saying a word.

"No need." Lucky Heaven clearly understood Longmoer’s silent inquiry. Her mask even seemed to show a hint of a smile as she gracefully entered the field, speaking for the first time today, "I’ll take the last match."

Finally, it was her turn.

Winnie happily stepped forward.

"Sister Lucky Heaven, I’m a first-year Fire Wizard at the Wizard Academy!" Winnie said sweetly.

Everyone’s gaze turned to Winnie.

Her cute little dress, her rosy cheeks, and her smooth black hair made her look like a delicate porcelain doll, speaking timidly and softly.

"Oh my, this one is too young!" Mo Tong ranted. How could Wang Feng force such a little girl into battle? What kind of person does that make him? A beast!

"Haha, what else wouldn’t that waste do?" Ma Tan sneered. "He’s disgracing Rose’s name!"

"You’re not much better!" Mo Tong retorted, feeling protective of his senior brother. Even if he was useless, no one else should insult him.

Old Wang ignored them completely; it was a basic survival skill. With a good mindset, every day was sunny. Besides, the Wang brothers were magnanimous and wouldn’t stoop to their level.

Lose, maintain formation?

Win, show off and embarrass?

None of that mattered to Winnie. For her, all standards were meaningless. She only cared about having fun.

Joining Old Wang’s team as an innocent was just like this.

What’s so great about Lucky Heaven, or the princess, or the Eight Tribes? Watch me trick you.

When it came to hiding things, the Li family never backed down, whether it was hiding identity or hiding moves.

A sly glint flashed in Winnie’s eyes as she raised her right hand, letting soul power flow naturally. She formed a standard fire control gesture, typical for a new student at the Wizard Academy.

Boom!

A small fireball quickly appeared in Winnie’s palm, but she didn’t throw it immediately. Soul power continued to gather, making the fireball grow larger and larger, from the size of an egg to a goose egg, then to a basketball...

Winnie’s serious face was illuminated red by the firelight, as if she was trying to concentrate all her wizardry power into one strike. Of course, no one noticed what her left hand was doing on the side of the fireball.

The Black Rose members burst out laughing.

Typical beginner’s mistake!

As a formal student at the Wizard Academy, being able to perform basic fire control was expected. Otherwise, she wouldn’t be qualified to enter.

But her understanding and performance were too amateurish. Strictly speaking, this wasn’t even worthy of a wizard. Bigger doesn’t mean stronger!

A truly effective spell must hit its target, which requires speed and precision.

If you spend so long forming a fireball, do you think your opponent is a stationary target?

Moreover, because of its bulky size, the attack speed would be slow. The opponent isn’t a stationary target.

Even worse, simply increasing the size doesn’t enhance the power. True high-power fireballs require concentrated energy. Are you planning to use it to make dumplings?

"Winnie, it’s big enough, it’s big enough!" Fantasia was getting anxious. Even he knew, "Stop forming it and throw it already!"

Perfect!

A sharp glint flashed in Winnie’s eyes as the fireball grew to the size of a basin. The fiery red glow on its surface made it look like a supersized basic fireball, but hidden inside were hundreds of explosive fireballs, the true killing move.

It might not kill, but it would definitely surprise Lucky Heaven. Imagine the joy of seeing that mask-wearing pretender covered in ash!

"Sister Lucky Heaven, watch out!" Winnie’s eyes sparkled as she said sweetly.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh~

The massive fireball moved at a speed matching its bulk. It looked like a clumsy balloon, slowly drifting toward Lucky Heaven.

Was she planning to smash a turtle?

Others shook their heads with bitter smiles. Was this Old Wang team a collection of all the oddballs in Rose Academy?

Lucky Heaven’s expression remained unchanged. With a flick of her finger, a ripple of light spread outward.

Zing!

A ripple spread through the air, and a square light screen appeared perfectly in front of the fireball.

The light screen looked like a shiny mirror, but with ripples like water.

The two met, but there was no violent collision. The fireball seemed to wobble, trying to break free, but was eventually swallowed by the light screen.

The light screen instantly tightened and closed, the space around it rippling slightly, as if taking a deep breath.

Puff~

A small flame escaped, shot into the air, and weakly flickered, seemingly revealing its unfortunate experience before disappearing.

In an instant, everything returned to calm. Lucky Heaven smiled silently, while Winnie pouted in dissatisfaction. Damn, he’s quite cautious.

Longmoer’s eyebrows also raised slightly.

Not just Longmoer, Hei Wukai, Mo Tong, and even Yin Fu—all four of them—became somewhat serious, unable to resist looking at Winnie on the other side.

That was definitely not a mere fireball spell.

Lucky Heaven’s Light Dimension spell could devour any magical attack without hesitation... but just now, a large fireball didn’t get completely swallowed!

The small flame that emerged, though weak, proved its power beyond imagination.

Of course, to others, it looked entirely different—a slow-moving fireball prepared for so long only to be instantly absorbed without a trace. You can’t help but admire it.

"Ouch, I can't take it anymore," Gunner Xin Ji laughed heartily, unable to resist mocking: "Where did this silly dwarf come from? Such a big fireball spell, our Rose Holy Sanctuary's Wizard Academy couldn’t teach that."

He was the most unstable member of the Black Rose’s five main players. Although his strength matched that of Beastmaster Senna, he lacked her wealthy background. To secure his position in the team, he had to follow the captains closely both on and off the field.

In short, if the captains wanted to fight someone, he fought them; if they wanted to scold someone, he scolded them.

"A captain gets the kind of team they deserve," Ma Tan finally let loose, unable to hold back: "Can’t curse the beastman, but I can curse others: what a moron! Doesn’t even understand basic magic logic!"

Winnie’s face fell as she glanced over.

... Forget it, I’m just collateral damage. These two idiots are mainly targeting Wang Feng. I’ll endure it!

"Sister Lucky Heaven is amazing!" Winnie switched to a face of admiration: "I concede!"

She hadn’t intended to fight to the death. If someone could casually absorb her fireball, Lucky Heaven wasn’t one to underestimate. A test was enough; continuing seriously might not end well for her.

Lucky Heaven gave her a deep look and nodded without saying anything.

"End it, end it!" Old Wang walked up, pleased. It turns out Winnie has some skill, creating such a big fireball. The scene was impressive, and her soul force isn’t bad. With a bit of training, she could be useful for campfires: "Thank you for the lesson. It’s said the Eight Tribes excel in combat, and today’s battle truly opened our eyes. Truly deserving of your reputation!"

Lucky Heaven showed no reaction. The princess of the Eight Tribes doesn’t flirt with just anyone. Beside her, Longmoer approached with a smile.

"Captain Wang Feng is too modest. We all gained from this exchange." He smiled: "Not just in combat, Captain Wang Feng’s expertise in potion-making is also admirable. The Insight Potion Yin Fu brought last time was very useful. I heard it was your original creation. Would you consider selling the formula? Price is negotiable."

Old Wang immediately looked regretful, though he was faking it. He had thought about selling the formula to the Eight Tribes, who could afford it, but compared to the independent and resource-rich Sea Clan, they were lacking: "Unfortunately, it was sold a few days ago. Perhaps another opportunity will arise."

"That’s a pity," Longmoer said with a smile.

"It’s not a big deal," Old Wang patted his chest. "Brother Long, don’t worry. Regardless of anything else, based on my relationship with Sister Yin Fu and Junior Brother Mo Tong, next time there’s something good, I’ll prioritize you!"

That was a valuable new potion formula, something many potion masters spend their entire lives seeking. Could there really be another chance?

Longmoer smiled faintly, understanding Wang Feng’s habitual boasting: "We’ll wait for good news then."

Old Wang’s team was actually quite happy. Though the process was a bit embarrassing, the gains were worth summarizing. However, when they tried to leave, the Black Rose members blocked their path, sealing it tightly.