Joelson slowly lowered his head and looked down.
The tier 9 geniuses who were locked onto by his gaze all had a drastic change in expression. They subconsciously raised their longswords.
Joelson stretched out his right hand and pressed down. Transparent flames crashed down and the tier 9 knights were easily swept away one by one.
Crushing!
Crushing without any suspense!
Each of them was in a sorry state, rolling around on the ground again and again.
The only mage girl, whose relief defensive magic was broken like a piece of paper, was pushed out of the arena with a pale face. Joelson did not pursue her.
Dewitt and the tier-9 geniuses had ugly expressions.
Their eyes were filled with shock, humiliation, and unwillingness.