Chapter 127: Mo Aotian: Sorry, I Am Simply Too Strong

"I've confirmed one thing: the Battle Mage class is not for me."

"You really are amusing. Now, I shall face you with my true strength."

Qianye wiped away the tears she had shed from laughing too hard. She simply put away her weapon and raised her right hand high above her head. Gold light began to concentrate in her palm, and before long, she was wielding a golden blade over ten meters long. A golden dragon was coiled around the long hilt, its jaws wide open at the pommel, spitting out a crescent moon blade.

"Is that the Battle Spear of Bellatrix?"

Shuodor asked, puzzled. He had indeed heard rumors that someone in the Black Stone Empire had pulled forth the divine weapon left behind by the God of Battle millennia ago, but he had never seen it in person. If it were real, using such a weapon in a mere sparring match would be excessive.

"No. Although the Battle Spear of Bellatrix has been unearthed, Her Highness the Princess leaves it in the plaza as a symbol of national faith. That is the 'Huanglong Crescent Moon,' one of the combat techniques left by the God of Battle. It is an advanced technique that can only be used by those who have truly mastered the Will of Battle."

Hal shook his head. He had never expected the Princess to be driven to such lengths. If she weren't so young and still unable to fully control the power of the Battle Spear of Bellatrix, she might have been able to wield that instead.

"So that's how you broke through the steam earlier."

Moyuna finally saw what she had been looking for. It must be said that the visual impact of Qianye's small frame wielding such a giant blade was immense, as if a true God of Battle had descended upon the world.

"Clear the field."

Qianye's small mouth parted slightly. With a gentle swing of the crescent blade in her right hand, she struck the dazed Vine Treant. The golden battle-auras circling the edge of the blade embedded themselves into the creature one by one. Moments later, it could no longer withstand the force and burst apart, scattering black vines across the ground. The Battle Mages who had been restrained by the treant were freed, but rather than joining the fray, they fled to a safe zone; they weren't about to risk being caught in the wake of that blade.

"If you don't fight seriously, you will die."

After clearing away the obstructing treant, Qianye swung her blade mercilessly at Moyuna. The golden sword whistled through the air, carrying a fierce gale.

"I won't die, you know. Gravity Magic: [Mountain]."

Moyuna's voice came from behind Qianye. Of course, she wouldn't be defeated by such a simple attack. Her fair fingers tapped lightly on the blade's hilt, applying a spell. Instantly, Qianye felt the blade in her hands become as heavy as a mountain. The tip crashed into the ground, carving a deep trench into the earth.

"Fire Magic: [Blazing Sky Rush]."

After casting the spell, Moyuna leaped back quickly. A red magic circle appeared where she had just been standing, and crimson flames erupted from the ground like a fire dragon, launching both Qianye and her blade high into the air. The young Mage God knew how to control her strength; the force was just enough to shatter the Battle Mage’s prideful magic shield while still dealing enough damage to Qianye—and as long as she wasn't dead, Rubi could always heal her.

"How could it possibly end like this?"

Qianye felt herself being launched into the sky. Her magic shield had shattered under the pressure, and her white shirt was scorched. If this continued, she would suffer severe burns. This woman was truly ruthless. With that thought, she removed the purple crystal from her neck.

Moyuna was squinting, admiring her own handiwork, when she suddenly saw a speck of golden light blooming within the flames. Its intensity clearly surpassed the fire, and soon, the flames were reduced to nothing. Floating in mid-air, bathed in a golden glow, was the girl, her golden blade now even longer than before.

"A Magister? Was such an excellent student hidden away all this time?"

A flash of surprise crossed Shuodor’s eyes. According to the records, the girl was only seventeen, yet such strength was truly humbling. He didn't even need to sense her magical fluctuations; the mere act of flight was enough to qualify her as a Magister.

"She couldn't hold back after all, it seems."

Hal shook his head regretfully. Suppressing Qianye’s rank served two purposes: to help her better master her own power and to keep her brilliance concealed. After all, the only other person to reach the Magister level at seventeen was the Mage God herself. But Qianye was a Battle Mage—a class that progressed by training both body and magic simultaneously—which perhaps made her even more exceptional than Moyuna at the same age.

"Ever since I learned the Huanglong Crescent Moon, ground combat has become difficult to execute. I’ll say it again: bring out your true strength."

The girl, holding the Huanglong Crescent Moon in one hand, pointed the blade at Moyuna. Only in the air could she wield this weapon to its full potential, without worrying about the terrain interfering.

"Geez, don't be so angry."

Moyuna scratched her cheek, looking a bit embarrassed. She had perhaps gone a little too hard just now, but she swore it wasn't on purpose. As she spoke, she took flight, drifting up to match Qianye's altitude.

"Look, 'Magic Overlord' has ranked up again."

The students in the stands watched the girl in the sky with hollow eyes. Look at how easily she progressed—it was just like breathing. It was enough to drive anyone to despair; she had reached the level of a Magister, enough to graduate from the academy.

"Yeah. What's for dinner tonight?"

"Salted fish over rice, maybe?"

Seeing Moyuna bring out her true strength, Qianye impatiently swung her blade. Moyuna controlled her invisible wings to dive rapidly, dodging the horizontal strike, and then flew along the hilt toward Qianye. She wasn't the only one who had an advantage in aerial combat.

"Huanglong Wild Dance!"

To Moyuna's surprise, the long hilt retracted, and the weapon moved faster than she did. Before she could reach Qianye, the blade had shrunk to about two meters in length. Qianye switched to a two-handed grip and unleashed a dazzling flurry of sword techniques.

Moyuna was soon being chased all over the sky. Even when she used spatial movement, her opponent reacted instantly to catch up. The Mage God kept trying to find a way to turn the situation around, her right fingers moving erratically, gathering different elements into her palm until they gradually formed a sword.

"Finished!"

Moyuna gripped the hilt of the elemental sword, spun around, and parried the incoming Huanglong Crescent Moon. Having been on the defensive for so long, she could finally strike back. She had never studied melee magic before today, but that didn't matter—she could just create it herself.

"You...?"

Qianye stopped her swing when she saw the sword in Moyuna's hand. There were no books that recorded the magic Moyuna was currently wielding.

"Multi-element Composite Magic: [Elemental Rainbow Sword]."

Moyuna lightly waved the iridescent longsword. Blades of seven colors—red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, and violet—scattered elemental light as she swung, creating something akin to a rainbow in the sky.

"You really are interesting. I'm having a lot of fun fighting you."

Qianye revealed a faint smile once more. Moyuna’s ability to break convention time and again completely ignited her competitive spirit.

"Me too. It's been a long time since I've had this much fun."

Moyuna nodded with a smile. Ever since arriving at the Rhine Magic Academy, she hadn't found any reason to use her magic, and she felt as if the mana within her was about to pass its expiration date.

What followed was beyond the understanding of ordinary people. The two girls clashed and separated in the air, each impact causing the very air to tremble. The ground below was already riddled with holes from the leaked wind pressure, and even the distant school building showed signs of cracking.

Though Moyuna wasn't as physically strong as Qianye, her mana reserves were vast. This special elemental sword was enough to offset Qianye’s strength, allowing them to remain evenly matched.

"Hm? Ah!"

Just as Moyuna was preparing to unleash her ultimate technique, [Elemental Rainbow Slash], she felt her waist tighten. Looking down, she saw a rope wrapped around her middle. Following the rope down, she saw the other end held by Rubi. As he pulled the rope taut, he yanked the Mage God downward, just like flying a kite.

"What are you doing?!"

Moyuna struggled, but she couldn't break free from the rope, which had been transformed by Dragon magic. She asked, sounding unwilling.

"What do you *think* I'm doing? Look around you! This is a match, not a live viewing of a disaster movie. Are you trying to tear down the school building?"

Rubi wanted to smack Moyuna on the forehead. He had a feeling that if he didn't stop her, something major would happen. If she really tore down the building, the headmaster might tolerate it, but he wouldn't.

"But..."

"Shut up and come down, or I'm giving tonight's cake to Aqua."

"Oh."

As soon as dinner was mentioned, Moyuna went silent. The fierce battle ended in a draw. After this incident, everyone—whether from the Rhine Magic Academy or the Bellatrix Battle Academy—knew one thing: no matter how tough you think you are, Moyuna is tougher, but Rubi is the toughest of them all.