World’s Strongest Became the Game’s Weakest Villain

"Not bad."

The control of all the mana in the air was completely neutralized in the blink of an eye.

Iffy leaped back and swung her staff.

"[Fireball Barrage]"

Dozens of fireballs mercilessly tore through the air at her cold voice. The balls of seething hot flames boiled the air and rushed toward the figure of the casually standing boy at the side.

He snapped his fingers.

"[Honeycomb Defense: Dormatio Domus]"

The dozens of fireballs reached Eugene and crashed into an invisible wall before fading away.

Iffy increased the speed of the fireballs until they covered all of the skies above the battlefield and sent them hurtling toward the boy, completely blocking his vision.

She tapped her staff twice on the ground and a wide magic circle formed over the entire arena.

"[Field of Impalement]"

Before the people could even blink, the entire arena grounds were filled with spikes. The aftermath of the smokescreen of flames hadn't yet faded away when her next attack was already executed.

Iffy watched with bated breaths as she clenched her staff tighter.

Standing gracefully atop a stalagmite with just a single foot was Eugene, watching the girl with a smile.

"You're on the vestiges of breakthrough to Arcana," he muttered. "Still, there is too much waste."

"Hah, cheeky brat."

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Eugene raised two of his fingers into the air. "Watch and learn," he said.

Mana started contracting in the air.

"[Fireball Barrage]" As his fingers drew an arch, the words came spilling out.

Iffy let out a chuckle when she noticed the lines upon lines of fireballs stretching up to thirty meters in the sky.

In the next moment, Eugene clenched his fists.

The vast balls of fire contracted into tiny, extremely tiny droplets of magma.

"[Rain of Flames]"

An onslaught of magma fell from the skies with the flick of his wrist.

"[Barrier]" "[Barrier]" "[Barrier]" "[Barrier]"

Iffy scrambled to fix her defenses as smoke rose from the melting ground.

Eugene watched with amusements from atop the stalagmite. He couldn't sense her location through her barriers and the smoke.

In the next moment, an ominous presence neared him.

Eugene twisted his head and body to the left as a spear of wood came rushing toward him. As if time had slowed down, Eugene avoided the spear by the breadth of a hair as he twisted to the side, the length of the spear passing right in front of his eyes.

There, he noticed it.

A small magic circle etched on the spear.

Eugene smiled as mana crackled in the circle.

She was a specialist in wood-attribute magic of the elemental series then. She noticed he would have had to bring his defenses to a minimum to launch his attacks. All this information flooded his mind as he saw a bold of lighting form from the circle.

She wasn't wrong, he did lower his defenses.

Lower it.

Eugene quickly controlled the shield he was standing on and sent up to block the attack. The tip of the stalagmite dug through his boots and into his skin as the shield reached just in time to stop the bolt of electricity.

His foot was impaled through as he narrowly blocked the attack.

Blood was drawn.

Eugene turned to his side to see a giant magic circle form where iffy was.

"You're strong, kid," she said, heaving as the giant magic circle started to spin. "If we drag this, I might just lose."

It was almost as if he didn't care about his impaled foot as Eugene casually twisted his body to face her again, or more accurately, the magic circle.

"You definitely passed, now go rest," she said.

The glow of the magic circle grew brighter.

"[Wood Magic: Hundred Lives Coffin]"

The glow of the magic circle reached a peak.

Layers upon layers of wood emerged from the circle as they coiled and sharpened.

The layers of wood reached the unmoving Eugene.

They came to his face.

Just as the root of the wood was about to touch his eyes—

—It turned to dust.

All the wood disappeared into the air as the magic circle suddenly collapsed.

Iffy was confused beyond reason as she frantically turned around. She tapped her staff and muttered many chants, but was unable to get the magic spells going again. Finally, her eyes landed on the boy in front of her.

His crimson eyes were now glowing with a shade of amethyst.

Interference.

In all those fleeting seconds, this boy had not just seen through her spells, but had calculated and nullified every last bit of her magic.

His cold voice brought the trembling Iffy back to the ground.

"Who gave a second-rate like you the qualifications to judge me?" he asked.

He snapped his fingers.

A magic circle slowly formed mid-air. It's scale much larger than the one Iffy had created.

"[Trinity Series. Destruction Attribute: Breeze of Destruction]"

The grandiose magic circle activated and disappeared. Unlike what the terrified audience expected, nothing big happened.

At that moment, Iffy felt a gentle, almost calming gust of air blowing at her.

And in the next moment, she fell to the ground.

Every place the breeze touched disappeared, as if it were ceasing to exist. From the arena to the clothes of the girl, only her body was left unharmed after great control by Eugene, but he made sure to take away all her energy.

Blood started trickling down Eugene's nose who had overused his brain a bit too much.

Not a soul uttered a word as he roughly wedged his foot out of the stalagmite and hopped on the ground, urging the breeze to disappear.

'Using the trinity series is still too much,' Eugene thought. Amongst the powers of mages, this special series of attributes that went into the realms of heavens was a little too great for humans to control. Though, magic was fair to all, and anyone who dared was welcomed with open arms by any spell.

Eugene let out a sigh and stretched his hand above his head.

"Y'all don't wanna announce the results?" he asked.

At that, the silent proctor got a hold of himself and brought the mics to his lips.

"For the first time... an applicant has won."