The more they oppose, the more it shows that I am doing the right thing

Ms. Aixueli truly felt sweat soaking her back.

She looked at Lister as if he were a demon, watching him intently.

Waving his magic wand with a solemn, serious, and sacred expression, he resembled a mythological Water God or a deep-sea mermaid stirring up the tides, his light purple tailcoat fluttering in midair, his long hair swaying in the warm sun of early winter, dancing slowly with the surrounding water elements.

The audience in the stands, seeing Lister's grandiosity, all exhibited looks of admiration.

He truly deserved to be the second man most wanted as a friend by readers of Seaside Morning News, with just that abstinent-looking face, he oozed charisma.

However, why did those dancing water elements seem to have a faint yellow tinge?

It must be the reflection of the sunlight.

They thought to themselves.

This damned nerdy glass-wearer, I absolutely must not let his magic conclude!

Absolutely not!

We're just at the initial stage of the magic, with only a few droplets of urine gathered, but if I let him complete his spell, it's going to be a massive urine bomb of twelve bottles!

I must stop him!

I simply cannot give up.

This moment was undoubtedly the most critical, the most urgent one in Ms. Aixueli's life.

Since it's a vortex used to gather water elements...

Ms. Aixueli raised her own magic wand, also chanting "Gather, water elements," but she created a water element vortex in complete opposition to Lister's, smashing it against his vortex.

She was determined to show these barbarians what true talent looked like, what real nobility was!

The two opposing vortices collided, rubbing against each other, gradually nullifying one another.

She was truly a rare magic prodigy, and in this most critical moment, her magical potential finally ignited.

Ms. Aixueli was still chanting "Gather, water elements," but she created a reverse spiral.

The few rare droplets of urine elements stopped spinning, hitting the ground, and quickly dried up by the wind.

This time, they tied.

Only one spell remained.

Seeing his magic negated did not anger Lister, on the contrary, he was quite calm, even joyous from deep within.

This was how it should be, this is how it should be, a smile splitting from the corners of his mouth as he gazed at his opponent before him, this was perfect!

What a blood-pumping honor duel, Ms. Aixueli, he praised inwardly.

...What a piss-boiling dumbass duel, Lister, you beast, Ms. Aixueli lamented in her heart.

Too focused on casting the reverse vortex, it seems... I might have leaked a drop or two... Ms. Aixueli's complexion turned ashen, as if she were dead.

Her peripheral vision glanced at the exam time. Seven minutes passed.

Only three minutes remained.

Just one last spell to go, the final test...

And the toughest test of all.

The last spell was not of the water school.

It was from the Holy Light school of magic.

This time, Ms. Aixueli caught on to these intrinsic brain circuits and instantly figured out what the Holy Light magic was striving to do.

"Sensory Blessing"

"Low Rank Magic, Beneficial Magic"

"Consumes three Magic Power Points"

"Holy Light's blessing enhances all the senses by a hundred percent, including hearing, touch, vision, and so on, lasting for five minutes."

This was an all-purpose aid magic, useful for detecting enemies as well as assisting swordsmen in combat.

But enhancing all bodily senses,

Included, of course, the urgency of urination.

The exam was finally approaching its climactic finale.

Lister was the first to use the spell, waving his magic wand as Holy Light shone brightly around him, the glory so resplendent and sacred it seemed to transcend all worldly suffering, casting the Blessing Skill directly upon Ms. Aixueli.

The bastard...

Ms. Aixueli could no longer stand; she half-collapsed to the ground, her body curled up, pupils violently trembling.

All she felt was her senses magnified, every pore on her body breathing, her vision incredibly broadened.

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The river, already on the verge of breaching its banks, had reached its peak with the surging waters and fluctuating surface, enhanced further by the supportive magic. Now beneath the Universal Illumination of the Holy Light, the urge to urinate had surpassed any human's limit of endurance!

Only willpower, only that which transcends human capacity, could keep reason intact in this deluge!

Ms. Aixueli had also bestowed Lister with sensory blessings, but to her dismay, the man across from her remained unfazed.

He was still elegant, still calm, standing tall and straight-backed as if nothing in the world could break his poise.

How on earth did Lister manage it?

Could it be, as he claimed, that he was the true noble, the man who truly possessed the qualities of nobility?

The audience around them, though unaware of what had happened, wondered why Ms. Aixueli was half-kneeling on the ground.

They guessed she must have sustained a severe internal injury.

They knew that both parties must have engaged in the most profound and intense magic duel, and they couldn't discern the details simply because it was too arcane, beyond their level of understanding.

It was indeed a profound confrontation.

"Two minutes."

With only two minutes left, the exam would be over,

and, no matter what, Ms. Aixueli was finally holding on, about to claim victory.

"One and a half minutes."

The hint of a smile was already forming on her lips.

Ms. Aixueli knew she was in danger, at the very limits of endurance, where any slight disturbance could cause her to crumble.

She was just one straw away from breaking the camel's back of her rationality.

But, fortunately, Lister had already used up his four memory slots, and had just exhausted his ten magic points as well.

He couldn't do anything more.

"Examiner Aixueli," said Lister slowly pushing up his glasses, his voice calm, "Congratulations for enduring this far."

"I respect your willpower."

"But your struggle ends here."

"I am about to use the ultimate essence of 'Nezha's Riotous Ocean Stream'," declared Lister with solemnity and reverence, "the ultimate magic taught to me by Brother Ansu—

"[Tide Summoning Song]"

Ms. Aixueli's pupils trembled violently.

Tide Summoning Song...?

A magic she had never heard of.

Could it be Ansu's own creation?

What kind of genius was he?

At her best, Ms. Aixueli could only manage to adapt existing spells, unable to create new ones on her own.

And, Lister had run out of magic points...

She watched his movements intently.

He stood with an expression of solemn sanctity, his left hand on his lips, right hand over the left, lips slightly parted, chanting the holy prayer:

"—Sshh~ Sshh~ Ssh-Sshh-Sshh~ Sshh-Sshh~."

"Ssh-Sshh~ Ssh-Sshh, Ssh~"

?

What is this?

Yet somehow, upon hearing that sound, Ms. Aixueli's body began to react involuntarily.

It was an instinct from this body she had taken over, a copied conditioned reflex!

An inescapable, irresistible instinct.

And this was the last straw that broke the camel's back!

Even as Lister walked up to her, hissing in her left ear, then her right, back and forth, a 360-degree surround of hissing whispers, it was as if she were at the ocean, with the soothing sound of the tides all around her ears.

The moon called to the tides, and Aixueli could resist no longer!

In the expanse of the ocean, she was nothing but a helpless little girl.

She was about to wet herself!

"I..." Ms. Aixueli was on the verge of tears, whimpering, "I concede... I am sorry, I was wrong..."

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