The battle under the tower on the upper lane had become the most intense part of the whole game. In a sense, it couldn't even be considered a battle; it was more like a one-sided beatdown. Zhi Lan's combat power with the nine flying swords had long surpassed the level of a student. It was as if everyone else on the field was at level six, wearing only scattered equipment, while she was already at level eighteen, equipped with strong armor.

The nine flying swords launched one attack after another, cutting through the air and unleashing sharp sword energy. They destroyed Milt's minions on the upper lane like a hurricane, and Torres didn't even dare to poke his head out from the tower. The communication channel between the players in the arena was filled with the piercing noise of blades slicing through metal and the crumbling sound of Magic puppets disintegrating.

"I mean, this is just too exaggerated... With this kind of power, why bother being a student? I don't think many of those famous experts out there can beat her," someone exclaimed.

Melan was planning to clear a round of jungle monsters and then go support the upper lane to relieve some pressure. However, when he glanced at the sword net woven by Zhi Lan's fierce blades in the bushes, he immediately realized a certain fact: going up there would only mean becoming another target to be beaten under the tower. And it was possible that the tower would explode, resulting in two deaths.

"I say, Torres, can you hold on over there?" he asked.

"... No problem for now. You should go somewhere else," Torres replied after a moment of silence.

"If you go there, you'll also get beaten. Come down to the bottom lane and help us open up the situation. At least, you need to have the same impact as in the bottom lane. Torres, if you can't hold on, decisively give up the tower. As long as you can hold her off without getting seriously injured and retreat, the situation will be advantageous for us," Joshua's voice echoed through the channel.

On the other side, Milt's duo on the bottom lane successfully suppressed their opponents. Although Afu had decent combat strength, his ranged spells were all ultimates, not something he could use casually. He could only hide under the tower and rely on the Mage's puppets to clear the waves when facing Joshua, who was skilled in various forms of control.

However, in terms of the extent of suppression, Milt's pressure on the enemy on the bottom lane was clearly not as strong as the pressure they were experiencing on the upper lane. They needed to open up the situation as soon as possible, and from the current situation, only their bottom lane could achieve that. Joshua knew this well, and as the one responsible for controlling the overall situation, it was not just a matter of whether or not they could do it, he had to do it.

For victory.

"Earth, freeze! Blizzard!" Joshua quickly traced a complex magic formation in the air with his wand and cast two high-level Magic spells simultaneously, using both verbal and handwritten incantations.

The ground below the tower suddenly trembled violently, and the solid stone surface cracked as countless large ice spikes emerged from the ground. Afu swiftly pulled the Mage beside him by the collar and threw him out of the range of the ice spikes' attack. After shattering the surrounding ice crystals with a high kick, he jumped high in the air and directly pounced on Joshua, who was still defenseless while casting.

"As the crow flies!" With the difference in melee ability between a physical fighter and a squishy Mage, if this strike landed on Joshua, he would probably be forced to retreat. Fortunately, it wasn't a two-on-one fight.

Bang! Afu's feet heavily stomped on the solid shield, causing the shield-bearer's body to tremble slightly as he took a small step back. However, the door-like shield remained completely unmoved.

"Roar!" Ruel roared and exploded forward with the heavy shield as the origin point. He pushed Afu back. At this moment, the second high-level Magic, Blizzard, descended, enveloping both Afu and the Mage in a blizzard of ice clouds and sharp ice cones.

Joshua's heart leaped with joy as he waved his staff again, summoning two giant fists of ice to strike heavily at the two who were struggling against the blizzard. The power of the ice fists was unmatched by high-level or even great magic, but it was still considerably strong among intermediate magic. Most importantly, it was the strongest magic that Joshua could cast instantaneously, designed to deliver the finishing blow to the enemy. In other words, it was the final blow.

As the ice fists fell, Joshua's nerves relaxed for a moment. As long as his side defeated the two and took down one tower first, it would be worthwhile even if Torres lost a tower or was defeated by Zilan and forced to retreat. They had the advantage in numbers, and there was also a character on the other side who was a cannon type engineer, giving their side enough space to maneuver and split push.

...Hmm?

"Don't daydream! It's not over yet!"

Ruel's roar snapped Joshua out of his daze, and Joshua realized that his ice fists hadn't managed to strike. A fist as big as half a carriage was held back forcefully by someone.

"Super! Nova! Burn!"

The man's messy red hair danced in the air as he unleashed his power, making him look like a wild beast baring its fangs. The irrational man was surrounded by blazing flames, and with his own hands, he caught and neutralized the impact of the two ice fists, even though they contained immense power. His feet created deep marks on the ground, and although some of the ice cones from the blizzard had been melted by the flames, the remaining ones still pierced his body.

But he managed to hold his ground just three steps away from the mage.

"Good job, Afu. It's our turn now!"

Only at this moment did Ruel and Joshua notice that the enemy mage had been preparing something since being thrown out by Afu earlier.

Completing the final seal, the mage drew a dagger and cut his left palm, forcefully slapping it on the ground.

From the point of impact, two black lines extended from the ground, forming a complete circle that trapped Ruel and Joshua inside.

"Lights out!"

As the mage's hand dropped, Joshua and Ruel were enveloped in a pure black world devoid of any light.

Immediately after, an irresistible force lifted them into the air.

Black Oblivion Formation, a purely supportive control spell that temporarily blinds and launches its targets within its range. It was activated with incredible speed, but had a long preparation time and completely lacked any damage.

Joshua's reaction was not slow. As soon as he lost his vision, he released a circle of high-pressure water bubbles around himself. The only one with formidable attack power on the opposing side was Afu, whose stature and rough attack methods would definitely break the water bubbles, creating enough impact to create distance between the two sides until Joshua's vision was restored.

However, he missed one thing.

In the empty air, a figure suddenly appeared, agile and slim. It effortlessly maneuvered through the water bubbles and launched a hidden blade attack.

"All things are illusion, all things are permitted. We are assassins!"

...

"Oh my God!" "Oh my God?!"

Witnessing the bottom lane duo being controlled, Aya couldn't help but exclaim softly, and the princess also let out a cry of astonishment, although their reasons were a little different.

It seemed that Li! That blue "len"!

The princess held her chin as she began pondering whether there was a berserker with an axe serving as a substitute in the Gai battlefield.

"Hey, what exactly are you thinking? Your students are getting beaten up by Five-Star Kidneys, hey."

Aya was speechless after reading the scenes in Tiran's mind through the open contract. Although this Highness often had strange thoughts in their head, it's still a bit too much to be brainstorming while your own students are fighting for their lives down there...

Hmm, but come to think of it, maybe this is just a normal state of affairs for Miss Tiran?

At this moment, there was a turning point in the situation on the field.

...

"Go! Go! Go!"

Malin was extremely nervous now. Ever since Joshua started getting closer, he had been rushing towards the bottom lane, but little did he know that the opponents had planned ahead. They seized an opportunity to counterattack before he even arrived.

Fortunately, Malin was not slow either. He was only half a step behind the opposing assassin, but the sleeve sword was already closing in on Joshua. Malin could only throw three short spears, which he had tied to his backstrap, one after another. If he could detonate those high-pressure bubbles in half a second, it would be a success.

The bursting of one bubble triggered a chain reaction, causing a large circle of bubbles to burst. The impact from these bursting bubbles was not enough to harm anyone, but the resulting force was quite considerable.

The most important thing was that it released a large amount of water mist, which obstructed the line of sight. This allowed Malin to successfully buy some time and rush over to drive away the opposing assassin and protect his comrades.

"Now both sides' jungle support has arrived, and after exchanging skills, there have been no losses for the time being. Except for the top lane remaining a one-on-one situation, the mid lane has also started to move down. It seems like a team fight between four pairs of champions is about to break out."

In the hot air balloon floating in mid-air, Teacher Yasuo at least restrained his usual trash talking during the finals and started to comment sincerely.

Of course, this also had to do with the skill level of the fighters on the field. Several players already had skills that were not inferior to their teachers, so it was quite exciting to watch.

From Joshua's initial attack to the support arriving at Gaiya Town, Teacher Yasuo had been commenting all the way. He was already getting hoarse, so when there was a pause, Yusha took the opportunity to continue.

At the beginning, Milt was in a three-on-three situation and had the advantage—after all, chaotic battles like this didn't give the mage much chance to display their expertise in formation tactics. Facing two against one and even three against one, Gaiya Town, whose attack power was lacking, was pushed back into the tower. Meanwhile, Milt, who had a strong battle prowess with all three members, directly forced Gaiya Town back into their base.

But with Moyi joining the battlefield, the fierce attacks from the artillery positions built under the tower immediately drove away Milt's group, even when Nancy arrived later, it was difficult to keep their side from being hit by the artillery while launching their attacks.

In the end, after a probing match, it was still the cannons that successfully drove them away, even when Joshua threw a huge ice spear from a distance, it was shattered in mid-air by the intense artillery fire.

Helpless, Milt had no choice but to retreat and continue to try for the resources of Yuan to strengthen their minion waves. At this point, the frontline tactics were no longer effective. It seemed unlikely to quickly win in the early stage, so they had to slowly accumulate advantages.

...The question was, could Torres hold on until the late game?

"The blue team's defense tower has been destroyed."

The broadcast echoed throughout the entire arena with the news of Milt's first tower being shattered.