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The great arena had suddenly fallen into a deathly silence, and almost everyone was somewhat incredulous about what they had just seen.

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So, what just happened? Weren't they supposed to be having a match? How come it suddenly ended?

In the audience, many witches hadn't even clearly seen what had just happened. They only saw the squad leader of Thirteenth Squad rushing up, and then that brash country girl threw a punch, and then there was no 'then'.

I swear I just watched loneliness, feeling like this squad leader's strength might be a bit too weak?

Many of those watching thought so in their hearts.

However, this thought was soon overturned by themselves, considering that she was the captain of the Disciplinary Team Thirteenth Squad.

Regarding the strength of the School Guard Team that regularly patrols the academy, many witches on the scene were well aware, especially those problem students who had violated school rules and clashed with the School Guard Team before.

Witches who could enter the Disciplinary Team Thirteen were always among the most outstanding in the Armed Society, and to be the captain, one needed to rank within the top fourteen in the whole Armed Society. Thus, there was no doubt about this little squad leader's strength.

What's more, this squad leader was also well-known in the academy; she was often active in the Great Colosseum. Basically, whoever challenged her, as long as she was free, she almost never refused, easy to talk to, quite popular among the students, not only the mascot within the Armed Society but also a high-profile star throughout the Witch Academy.

Many witch students liked this little elder sister.

And the opponent's strength had already been proven in the past duels, a true powerhouse indeed.

So the question arises, why did such an impressive squad leader fail so miserably this time, getting knocked out on the spot?

Was this a fixed match? Or was today's challenger, who looked countrified, really that impressive?

So, after the silence, the spectator seats came alive with noise as the onlookers began to argue over this issue.

"Damn, refund, is this a rigged match?"

"Exactly, squad leader, your acting skills are not up to par. Where's your immortality, where's your regenerative ability?"

"This is too absurd, directly headbutting into someone's fist, that's practically suicide."

"Just this? I could do it too."

"Stop, I just saw on the Magic Net Black Market that someone started betting, really thinking today the Armed Society would be slapped in the face, and they even put down a pile of money. This must be a setup; this little squad leader probably took money."

......

A portion of the witch students who didn't quite grasp what had happened began to make noise, while another part of the witches started to rebut these opinions.

"Nonsense, Alice the squad leader is not that kind of person."

"You lot of keyboard warriors only know how to yap, you didn't understand anything and speak nonsense. Go home and train your eyes before watching the match."

"Alas, don't blame little elder sister Alice, only say that the opponent was too strong, I felt like I was seeing a second President Madeline."

"Truly worthy of being the woman the Student Council President noticed, this lady really has something special."

.....

The two groups began passionately sparring with words, and by this time, those who had seen on the Magic Network that there was juicy drama arriving also began arriving at the scene.

These latecomers had arrived a bit too late; the match had ended by the time they got there, so they really didn't catch anything, but that didn't stop them from smoothly joining the fray after being briefed on the situation, beginning to play devil's advocates, or just barraging for the sheer joy of it...

"Yeah, even though I didn't see the match, I also think this little squad leader took money."

"Scram, you didn't watch the match so shut up, can't you be factual like me? From what I know about Alice the squad leader, she probably just simply lost because she wasn't good enough."

"I think you all have a point, so when is the next match? I've already missed one juicy piece and want to catch the next one fast."

.....

Well, one can only say that witches, being a super-evolved human species, still show that familiar human nature when they start bickering, even if their strength is great.

However, these varying strength gossip enthusiasts might not have understood what just happened, but in the VIP seats above the audience, the members of Disciplinary Team Thirteen, especially the other twelve captains, had their eyes widened in disbelief.

They began to look solemn and serious. If before they were just casually watching this uncouth challenger out of respect for the Student Council President, now, they were all as if facing a great enemy.

They knew the Armed Society might genuinely be in trouble this time.

"Quick, contact the club president immediately."

The first seat, a calm elder sister witch, began ordering her adjutant next to her. Then, the adjutant took the order and quickly flew out of the arena to look for the invincible club president to control the situation.

Seeing the adjutant leaving and knowing the club president would arrive soon, the first seat felt a bit more relieved. She just needed to maintain the situation temporarily.

"Sister Mia, this person is tough to deal with. Just now, I kind of didn't understand how little Alice lost. Her instinctual wildness is usually quite tricky; how come it failed this time?"

"Yeah, Sister Mia, did you get a clear view of what happened? What about Alice's self-healing ability? Her usually undying self-healing ability is the most annoying; I always struggle whenever I spar with her, she can't possibly be defeated in a second."

"Sister Mia, this lady who's the Student Council President's favorite seems to be a Dragon Witch like you. She's so impressive; she can't just be a minor character, right? Do you know her?"

......

The calm elder sister witch, Mia, hadn't yet had a chance to speak when she was bombarded by her teammates' magic transmissions, busying her mind with buzzing thoughts.

However, one can't blame her comrades for this, as the captain of the first squad of Thirteenth Squad, in the absence of the Club President, she was the one in charge of the Armed Society.

Just...

"Sigh, you all ask me, but who do I ask?"

The Dragon Witch sighed deeply, feeling extremely weary.

Fortunately, as the second strongest in the Armed Society, just next to the Club President, she had managed to figure out quite a few things.

Firstly, as a teammate, Mia was very aware of Little Alice's strength, having often sparred with her within the society.

This young junior sister was a true genius, not only in terms of magic power but also in talent and specialty, her abilities were impeccable.

She was one of those rare witches of a Dual-race template, that is, she had inherited templates from two major races.

Of course, although such Dual-race templates were rare, they were not necessarily powerful, as talent and specialty depended much on compatibility.

If compatibility was poor, like inheriting a water talent from one and a fire talent from another, and both talents contradicted and hindered each other, it could lead to embarrassing situations like the little witch suffering from frequent illnesses from a young age.

In such cases, it was best for the little witch to choose one of the water or fire templates and let the other talent degenerate.

This degeneration of talent was harmful to the body and the process was extremely painful, but it was necessary for a better future.

Therefore, in some cases, having Dual templates could actually be considered a congenital defect.

However, if the talents of the two races were compatible and complemented each other well, then such a Dual-race witch could be very powerful.

According to Mia's knowledge, Little Alice was such a powerful Dual-talented witch; her paternal lineage was a Werewolf while her maternal lineage was from the Vampire Clan.

Werewolves and the Vampire Clan, although sworn enemies, this was merely a grudge developed later on. If one only considers the essence of the powers of these two races, they are almost from the same source and complement each other.

Having inherited the templates from both races, Alice was truly a Child of the Blood Moon, with the Werewolf's keen animal instincts and formidable strength, and the Vampire Clan's unique blood energy talents and ultimate speed, she possessed both.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

Even more so, the already strong regenerative abilities of both the Werewolf and the Vampire Clan were compounded in her, becoming even more formidable, almost like a lower-grade version of immortality, frighteningly hearty in vitality.

Not to mention that the Vampire Clan had the talent to summon the Blood Moon, and the Werewolf would go berserk under the Red Moon; the combination was simply shameless.

However, Little Alice was still young, and her combat system had not fully formed yet, so those in higher positions like the squad leaders could still suppress her. But just waiting a few more years, as the little witch grew older, even the top position Mia would find a fully matured Alice headaches inducing.

But even the current Alice was already quite troublesome. Mia could easily defeat her, but killing her instantly was absolutely impossible, not only for her but probably even for the Club President Madeline as well.

After all, the youngster's wild intuition (ssr) talent inherited from the Werewolf template had been honed to be extremely precise. As soon as someone harbored a deadly intent against her, it was almost instantly sensed by Alice, and she would quickly dodge or defend.

The Vampire Clan's speed allowed her to dodge smoothly, and her powerful self-healing let her survive even blood-for-blood exchanges without loss, which was very annoying.

But in that recent battle, none of Alice's abilities seemed to have worked. Initially, Mia thought Alice might have been careless or made a mistake. But after carefully recalling the previous scenario in her mind, she was shocked to discover that the little witch had indeed given her all.

The moment before Alice came into close contact with that young lady, the little one had a slight change in motion, seemingly detecting the murderous intent and preparing to dodge. However, the end result was that although she dodged, she ended up delivering her head right in front of the opponent's fist, leading to a clean and straightforward explosion of her head.

Just, if only her head had been crushed, that shouldn't have counted as a severe injury for Alice; she should have been able to continue fighting. But in reality, the little witch was instantly killed, her cheat-like self-healing seemingly locked out by someone.

So, that seemingly plain punch from the young lady might also not be as simple as it seemed. Could it possibly have included some sort of instant-death effect?

Mia was unsure for the moment.

But one thing was certain, that young lady seemed very familiar with Alice's techniques; otherwise, such a targeted move wouldn't have been possible.

And if they had gathered all the information on Alice, what about others?

Thinking of this possibility, Mia's heart gradually sank.

This young lady was not easy to deal with.

But speaking of which, wasn't this a Faction assessment? Since the young lady had already defeated Alice, theoretically, she had already qualified, so there seemed no need to continue fighting.

Mia suddenly considered this point.

If she declared the opponent qualified now, that might even avoid further fighting.

Just...

Having been dominated like that, how could the Armed Society possibly avoid a battle; retreating from a battle was not something an Armed Witch would do.

So...

"Lena, you're up next, try to buy some time; the Club President will be here soon,"

Mia transmited to her colleague in the second seat.

"Understood, leave it to me," responded the second squad's adjacent booth. A wild, voluptuously figured witch who was scantily clad but with fierce beast ears rose confidently from her seat, and said,

.....Trashy Witch on standby...