When the names of both combatants were displayed on the screen above the arena, the two contestants finally stepped onto the stage.
When Suya Tutai and Onassis walked to the front of the stage, they immediately triggered a wave of cheers from the audience. However, the two contestants did not look at the audience. Instead, they were looking at each other.
He met Suatutai in the valley before entering the purification garden. Suatutai looked like an elegant scholar who shared the same temperament as "Plucker" Professor Anglo from White Coral Floating Island Academy. Gentle and polite, Suatutai's eyes glinted with the light of wisdom.
The current Suyatutai did not look much different from before, except that he looked younger and more handsome. The aura around him was just as elegant as before.
Suyatutai's opponent, "Philosopher" Onassis, was a nerdy young man who looked like a bookworm. When they stood side by side, they looked more like a pair of teacher and student than an opponent.
"Is he that strange contestant you mentioned? He doesn't look like anything special. His energy signature is not as strong as Shalee's. " Greya also looked at Onassis with a curious look. "Utopia Academy is a gathering place for light wizards, and Onassis fits the description. He's a typical student of the academy."
Greya glanced at Angor. "Judging from his appearance, he's even more traditional than you."
Angor did not respond to Greya. Instead, he stared at Onassis quietly.
Onassis seemed to have noticed Angor's gaze and looked back. When he saw Angor, he was a little surprised, but he quickly revealed an innocent smile.
"You know him?" Greya noticed this as well.
Angor was also surprised. He had a hunch that this "philosopher" might be the same person he met before, and it turned out to be true.
"We've met once before," Ye Zichen replied.
Greya frowned. "I don't think so. Why did he pay attention to you among all the people in the audience?"
Angor was also puzzled. He did not try to hide his gaze, nor did he use any spirit power to help him. He was just looking around, but Onassis noticed his gaze and looked at him right away. Even Angor felt that something was off.
"Yes, just once." Angor briefly explained his encounter with the young man.
Once, he saw a young man reading a book in the corridor of the Tower of Infinity. Angor noticed the young man because he was standing behind the young man. He also sensed a strong smell of blood coming from the backstage.
Angor wondered if it was the young man who did it, so he looked at him.
He was reading a philosophy book called "The Lies of Niederbergen".
This is a philosophical book that explores lies and truth. It was not of much help to a superhuman's strength. It was just an idealistic philosophical thought, and it did not seem like a book that young people would read.
Because of this detail, Angor remembered the boy.
When he heard that there was a contestant named "Philosopher", the first thing he thought of was the young man who read Lies of Niederbergen. However, he had never met Onassis before, so he could only guess.
Today was the first time he saw Onassis, and it proved that he was right.
Onassis was indeed the young man he met.
After listening to Angor's story, Greya considered and said, "A young man who likes to read philosophy books? Sounds more like a traditional academician. As you know, philosophy is all about reasoning. Some academic adepts are clearly not in the right position when it comes to certain topics related to combat application, but they can still use this kind of philosophical argument to forcefully turn the unreasonable into reasonable. "
"Anyway, they're just people who want to save face."
Greya shook her head. Clearly, she didn't mean it. Maybe she had experienced something similar before.
"Then what happened in the backstage, was he the one who did it?" Greya was curious. According to Angor's description, Onassis was just a dull young man who didn't look like someone who would do such a thing.
"I don't know," Angor said. To him, this was just an insignificant interlude. It did not matter whether Angor knew about it or not. Angor and Onassis only exchanged a brief greeting before they left. They didn't bother to find out more.
…
While Angor and Greya were talking, someone else was talking on the stage as well.
"Who are you looking at?" It was Suyatutai's gentle voice.
Onassis looked away from Angor and put away his smile. "I'm looking at someone like you."
"Like me?" Suyatutai did not understand.
"Five years ago, during the philosophical debate in Utopia Academy, I was reading a book. You were the only one who affirmed the book I was reading." Onassis paused. "He was the same. He also affirmed the book I was reading."
"Five years ago … Such a long time ago." Suyatutai's eyes glinted. "Or rather, my life at Utopia Academy and my current life are worlds apart."
Onassis looked at Suyatutai quietly and did not reply.
Suyatutai remained silent for a moment. "I remember that you were reading The Pink Elephant and the Colorless Rain, right?"
Onassis nodded seriously at the mention of his favorite book.
"It's a philosophy book that talks about necessity and non-necessity, the sense of existence and cognitive bias." Suyatutai had obviously read the book before. He quickly found the key points of the book. Seeing Onassis' serious expression as if he had just found the truth, Suyatutai sneered and changed the topic. "Too bad it's full of absurd fallacies."
Onassis widened his eyes.
"The pink elephant won't enter your mind for no reason. You think it's a presence that can't be ignored, but it's just your own imagination. Colorless Rain is like air. You think you didn't notice him, but that's just your. Perception. Your body actually remembers his presence."
"In other words, these books are just the author's own trap in his own idealistic world," Suyatutai sneered.
Onassis did not argue. He only asked, "But that's not what you said back then. You said you agreed to read the book. "
Suyatutai chuckled. "That's because I don't care what kind of book a nerd reads. It's better if you read fairy tales. "
Onassis looked at Suyatutai and said calmly, "Fairy tales are written for children, but many of them contain philosophy. That's why I read them too."
"Since we've met before, I can remind you that they're all lies. Philosophy is fake. "Suyatutai's voice lowered slightly.
Onassis sighed softly. "I've always remembered your nickname. When I came up with it, I was following in your footsteps … I thought you would understand me. "
Philosophy scholar and philosopher. In fact, from a broad perspective, they could be equated.
"In Utopia Academy, I just wanted to make myself look more like an academic, so I came up with this nickname. You also know that Rabelais likes this … I heard that you seem to be following Rabelais now? "
Rabel was a professor in Utopia Academy. He firmly believed that the truth was hidden in philosophy.
"Yes, Professor Rabel has been missing you," Onassis said.
Suyatutai's eyes lost focus for a moment. After a moment of silence, he said, "When I become an official Wizard, I'll visit him."
Onassis said, "If you came up with this nickname just to make yourself look more like an academic, why haven't you changed it yet?"
Suyatutai said, "Don't tell me you think I'm still holding on to my past beliefs? I'm not changing it because there's no need. "
Onassis said, "But I don't think you've given up."
Suyatutai laughed mockingly. He did not destroy Onassis's stubbornness.
At this moment, the countdown on the screen entered the last five seconds.
Onassis thought for a moment. "Perhaps you just don't see the path ahead. I'll try to show you the path ahead today. "
Suyatutai said, "Then I'll wait and see."
…
The moment the match began, Suyatutai made the first move. He flicked his finger lightly, and the fish scale tattoo on his neck began to emit a faint blue light.
As the blue light flickered, large amounts of water elemental energy condensed and turned into raging waves that surged forward.
Amidst the raging waves, everyone could vaguely see the surface of a lake. That was the ocean under the night sky. It went from being calm without waves to suddenly being blown by wind, followed by the appearance of a violent storm. The ocean became undulating, and the terrifying raging waves continued to spread. At the end of their vision, there was a solemn sea god holding a trident, overlooking the vast sea!
This was an ocean-type cantrip. It seemed to be a variant of the Tidal spell. It was more powerful and had a wider range. It covered the entire arena.
It was already a peak level-three cantrip!
Even a bloodline type apprentice would feel their legs become unstable when the waves of water came crashing down on them.
However, when the waves washed over Onassis, he suddenly closed his eyes and started chanting. Onassis's entire body instantly entered a state of floating. It was as if he was in the world, but also as if he had transcended it.
It was a bit like the Illusory Body, but not here. When the waves passed over him, even his clothes were not wet at all.
However, everyone could clearly see that Onassis was in the same spot. He definitely did not step into the Illusory World to hide.
Then how did he not come into contact with the water?
While everyone was still puzzling over this question, Onassis's lips moved again.
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