Chapter 381: [Workshop Witch] VS [Blue Imp]

[Alright, although things often turn out this unsatisfactorily, we still have to congratulate the winning contestant now.]

[Then let us congratulate the 'Blood Witch' Ursula on winning the first match!]

Walking over, the transparent person cheered, gesturing for Ursula to raise her hand in celebration.

As a result, Ursula fundamentally ignored the other party's gesture and remained standing in place.

Alright...

Seeing that it had no effect, the transparent person was also very helpless.

With a snap of its fingers, a small magic vortex appeared on the arena, directly clearing away the corpse of the Wailing Banshee, who hadn't received any attention from the transparent person from beginning to end.

Following that, the first match of the racial competition came to an end right after being announced.

To be honest, the transparent person, who had originally managed to stir up the audience's emotions with great difficulty, was now a tiny bit angry.

But no matter how angry it was, it was useless.

It was just an MC, a host, fundamentally without any authority to point fingers at the contestants.

Forget it, fighting fast could be considered as getting off work early.

Comforting itself like this, the transparent person waved its big hand, then sent the victorious Ursula back to the Rest Area, while simultaneously summoning the contestants for the second match.

[Welcome to the two of you. I believe you have already watched the previous match, so we won't speak any nonsense.]

[The second match, Workshop Witch Elisa against Blue Imp Asazono Mitsuaki, officially begins!]

As if nothing had happened, the transparent person had already forgotten about the previous matter. After dragging Elisa and Asazono Mitsuaki onto the arena, it couldn't wait to announce the start of their battle.

It couldn't be helped.

The previous first match was simply too unimpressive, but the atmosphere had already reached this point.

So it simply treated the second match as an extension of the first. This way, the emotions stirred up by the first match could also be prolonged.

The key was that it could complete this task even faster and get off work earlier, which could be described as killing two birds with one stone.

Thus, under the premise of zero tension, the battle between Elisa and Asazono Mitsuaki began.

It was even so perfunctory that until it started, the two of them hadn't even processed it.

Asazono Mitsuaki, a large fat man weighing over two hundred catties, with thick hair and a big beard, who didn't look like someone from the Sakura Country at all.

It took him about five seconds after the transparent person announced the start of the battle to come to his senses.

And when he looked up at Elisa, his opponent, he found that the other party had long since returned to her senses, and was even standing there with her arms crossed, waiting for him.

"Are you that confident?"

"I just don't like striking at idiots, it goes against my reserve."

"Haha, you really aren't polite."

Although Asazono Mitsuaki looked like a fat otaku, he was unexpectedly gentle. Even after being mocked, a sunny smile still hung on his face.

However, Elisa didn't relax her vigilance against Asazono Mitsuaki at all because of this reason.

"Put away your set of tricks, start early and finish early."

Still the same saying.

How could a person whose name could be remembered even by a guy like Lan Qingyou, who didn't care about what was happening in the world, be some kind-hearted believer?

It was better to say that none of the eight people who could enter the knockout round were kind-hearted believers.

"My my, it seems the Witches of the Workshop Faction don't really like to talk."

Seeing Elisa say this, Asazono Mitsuaki stopped pretending too.

After all, in the previous battles, he had killed a Workshop Witch wearing a white robe, so he intended to see if this sole leader who showed her face would be any better.

The result was, as expected, she didn't give him a good look.

"Since that's the case, let's begin."

To prevent the situation from the previous round from occurring, Asazono Mitsuaki jumped back two steps, while simultaneously taking out a wine bottle and pouring wine into his mouth as he jumped.

"Pfft!"

While jumping, Asazono Mitsuaki would occasionally spill some wine from the bottle in his hand outwards.

It was just that he spilled it very carefully, making it look as if he accidentally spilled it from the bottle while jumping.

"Is this distance enough? If not, I can yield a bit more to you?"

Although the other party was continuously jumping back, Elisa didn't make any moves against him. After the other party stopped, she even very kindly and politely asked if he needed her to wait a bit longer.

But this wasn't kindness, nor was it politeness.

At least Asazono Mitsuaki didn't feel it at all.

The only thing he could feel was probably the arrogance of this Witch.

No... it wasn't just him on the arena.

Even in other places on Karim Continent, quite a few people could feel this arrogance from Elisa through their screens.

"Tsk tsk, what Workshop Witch, I originally thought she wasn't from the same faction as that supercilious Tower Witch, but she's still just as arrogant."

"You might not believe it if I say it out loud, but I can feel being despised through the screen."

"Otherwise, why are they Witches? In the end, they've never opened their eyes to look at us Transmigrators."

"Isn't that right."

"Sigh, let alone Witches, in the eyes of Evolvers, we Transmigrators are practically no different from lower animals."

"I heard that someone in the Supreme Council is currently researching a method for Transmigrators to obtain compensation buffs without evolving."

"Really?"

"Just hearsay, who knows, but I'd rather believe it's true."

"If it's true, then the Supreme Council has finally done something humane."

"Heh."

Right at this moment, someone nearby who heard this conversation sneered.

"What are you laughing at?"

That person didn't understand.

"Rumors are flying everywhere nowadays. I don't know how many times I've heard this kind of news. I remember the previous version was saying a group of crazy Alchemists planned to create an Alchemy item to boost the attributes of Transmigrators."

"In the end, aren't these all just extravagant hopes thought up because of everyone's dissatisfaction with the status quo? They've almost become Urban Legends."

The sneering person shrugged.

"Sigh... yeah... it's just an extravagant hope after all."

Reminded by the sneering person, the people who were originally excited about the rumors immediately calmed down, looking so dejected they didn't even care about the competition.

"But everyone doesn't need to be disheartened."

Seeing that everyone's enthusiasm seemed to have been struck down by him, this person then walked forward.

"Although those rumors are fake, I have the real thing here."

Saying that, this person who was sneering just now changed into an enthusiastic smile, and took out a few test tubes containing golden liquid from his pocket.

"What is this?"

Someone asked curiously.

"A Potion that can correct everyone's attributes..."