The people of Curry Country were dumbfounded.
In just a blink, the mage on the other side summoned tens of thousands of huge fireballs.
Earlier, he had looked down on Lin Yi’s Fireball Technique with disdain, but now he was utterly humiliated.
A single Fireball Technique is indeed weak.
But how many fireballs has this Xia kid actually summoned?
He had no idea!
Because Lin Yi had already disappeared.
Surrounded by nearly forty thousand fireballs, he was completely imrsed in a blazing brilliance!
Previously, Baric was surrounded by countless wind arrows, which looked incredibly impressive.
But now, the fireballs around Lin Yi didn’t just make him look impressive.
They made him impossible to look at directly.
Sorry, my special effects are above yours!
"Lin Yi retaliates with an eye for an eye!"
"He seems to also have a power-charging skill!"
"Fireballs, fireballs everywhere, his entire being is surrounded by the countless fireball techniques he summoned!"
"Is this... could this be a defense skill??"
"As long as there are enough fireballs around , you can’t hurt !"
Lin Yi even admired Ah Liang’s wild imagination.
But no, seriously, you shouldn’t say that.
Currently, in this state of being subrged and surrounded by fireballs, those other skills with trajectories really can’t hit him.
Moreover, even without trajectories, skills like Lin Yi’s Finger Flick.
There’s no way to aim at him with over forty thousand ultra-bright light bulbs all turned on simultaneously.
One extra glance might even make you go blind!
Baric was extrely nervous and even considered whether to be cautious, and surrender before the match even started.
As for avenging his brother, the thought had been scared out of his mind by the sight before him.
But Ah Liang’s words made him wonder if the skill on the other side was nothing but a facade?
Indeed, he wasn’t dumb enough to believe Lin Yi’s skill was genuinely defensive.
But it might just be a bluff!
Imagine, even if he could instant-cast a Fireball Technique... how could he instant-cast such a huge number of them?
Even if he could, where would he get so much Mana Value?
Therefore, this skill might just look terrifying.
The actual power might just be on the level of a Fireball Technique!
2!
The number on the big screen counted down to 2, and Baric’s eyes lit up!
He reaffird that this sudden inspiration might be the truth!
That was close!
Almost fell for this cunning Xia person’s Heart Attack Skill!
So despicable!
"1!"
"The match begins!"
With the countdown over.
The power build-up for Baric’s Storm Arrow Rain also officially ended.
Thousands of wind arrows aid directly at the bright center and shot fiercely.
Lin Yi raised an eyebrow: "You actually didn’t surrender imdiately."
"As a fragile archer, I admire your courage."
Baric sneered.
The more Lin Yi talked, the more it revealed his own insecurity, in Baric’s eyes!
"Die!"
People are blind, especially when they go all in, firmly believing what they trust to be true.
But Baric’s belief crumbled faster than it was built.
Thousands of wind arrows were swallowed by the blinding blaze.
No sound was heard again.
Baric instantly understood what this ant.
It wasn’t an illusion!
His opponent wasn’t being deceptive.
All of it was just his own fantasy.
"But your stupidity surpasses even your brother’s."
Lin Yi’s words were like a death knell.
Exploding beside Baric’s ear.
His mouth opened wide, ready to surrender imdiately.
However, it was too late!
The overwhelming heat wave engulfed everything.
The thirty-seven thousand plus Fireball Techniques, in an instant, spread out.
The number was so vast that the system collecting information nearly crashed.
At this mont, the big screen showed the details of Lin Yi’s skills.
[Fireball Technique]
[Number of Fireballs: 37,528]
[Theoretical Damage: 8,046 million]
The dispersed fireballs surrounded the entire ring, even filling the sky above Lin Yi!
Like a sea of stars, then forty thousand flaming teors began bombarding Baric’s body at a terrifying rate.
Thud, thud, thud...!
The damage from a single fireball, after Lin Yi removed the Extinction Hand, wasn’t actually high.
Just over 2,000.
But the terrifying number leveled out the disparity in quality, and calling it a fragnted Forbidden Curse wouldn’t be an exaggeration!
Moreover, the bombardnt rate was extrely fast.
Almost instantly, hundreds of fireballs hit Baric like a barrage of cannonballs.
All received hits had a stiffening effect.
And archer class professions have no warrior class body skills.
So Baric’s surrender declaration, already on the tip of his tongue, couldn’t be spoken.
His whole body convulsed uncontrollably.
This was intentional by Lin Yi.
He could have made all thirty-seven thousand plus fireballs hit at once.
But who wouldn’t want to watch a firework show?
In just half a second, Baric’s health was drained.
He fell to the ground, his body still twitching continuously.
The ring’s inbuilt health lock chanism turned him into a "corpse" that couldn’t die even though it wanted to.
Nearly forty thousand fireballs lined up to smack his face, conducting a brutal post-mortem humiliation.
This ti, without needing Lin Yi to remind the referee, the staff responsible for maintaining the competition facilities rushed in.
The life-support array beneath the ring was crackling like New Year’s firecrackers.
The ring normally maxes out its protective capacity for participants at around 100 million damage.
No one expected that on the first day of the elimination round, a participant could use a monstrous skill with a theoretical damage of over eighty million.
"Quickly announce the result!"
"Make him stop, or else for each array that breaks down, there’s an extra maintenance cost!"
Only then did the main referee take off his sunglasses after hearing the maintenance crew’s loud cries.
Squinting as he looked atop the platform.
It was too bright just now, almost blinding his eyes.
He was forced to wear sunglasses.
But the sight of Baric convulsing like a regular mud-covered dog on the stage made the referee twitch.
What a tragedy!
This kind of brutal post-mortem humiliation, in all his years refereeing, he had never seen such a thing.
"Participant Baric, unable to get up!"
"Lost combat capability!"
"Participant Lin Yi wins!"
The referee blew the whistle, announcing the winner of the match.
In the audience, those in the Curry Country seats looked as distressed as if they had eaten crap.
Lin Yi’s Great Silence Skill lasted a bit too long.
Their players had provocatively challenged Lin Yi in two consecutive matches, yet both tis were instantaneously defeated.
So humiliating!
They felt utterly ashad.
In contrast, the Xia audience was all smiles.
If the performance against Di Rang was Lin Yi showing them an ultimate takedown show.
Then they liked this fireworks show even more now.
"Participant Lin Yi..."
"Umm..."
"You’ve already won, could you cancel your skill...?"
The main referee lowered his stance, sounding a bit pleading in his speech.
Lin Yi looked at the referee with a gaze that suggested he lacked intelligence.
His expression was like asking if you could retract sothing that you had already excreted.
This left the referee speechless.
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