I Cast Forbidden Spells Until the World Breaks-Chapter 66 Do Not Blame Me for Being Blunt

A stone wall rose from the ground between Zayne and the Flame Tornado Curse.

The wall was extremely strange.

It did not feel like a solid object at all.

This was one of the Forbidden Spells Zayne had just unlocked after leveling up. 𝐟𝐫𝕖𝗲𝘄𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝕧𝐞𝚕.𝕔𝕠𝐦

Forbidden Spell Shadowless Wall. The Forbidden Spellcaster sacrifices their own life force to summon Shadowless Wall from the deepest layer of the Netherworld. It blocks frontal attacks. If the attacker’s level does not exceed the Forbidden Spellcaster by more than twenty levels, the attack is completely negated.

With Zayne at level 18, the Shadowless Wall he summoned could not be broken by any class below level 38.

All they could do was stare at it in despair.

The raging Flame Tornado Curse slammed into Shadowless Wall.

There was no explosion.

No sound at all.

The violent flames were slowly swallowed, bit by bit, until they vanished completely.

Shadowless Wall dissipated.

Zayne still stood there steadily.

Nia was firmly protected behind him, completely unharmed.

Seeing the danger resolved, the examiners stopped moving at the same time.

"What kind of power is this..."

Nia stood frozen.

Her beautiful eyes were filled with disbelief.

She had been prepared to die together with Zayne.

Yet he had effortlessly neutralized her strongest attack and shielded her behind him.

At that moment, Nia finally understood just how vast the gap between them truly was.

"Stop spacing out. Turn around."

Zayne gently rubbed Nia’s head.

His smile was warm and kind.

For a moment, Nia was stunned.

She suddenly felt that Zayne did not seem as hateful as she had imagined.

"Why does this suddenly feel sweet? I think I am starting to ship them."

"A stubborn proud princess meets a powerful gentle knight. Oh my god."

"I get it now. Zayne was not trying to give up the championship."

"He was afraid of hurting Nia, so he kept dodging."

"This is too sweet. How can a man be this gentle?"

"He really could not bear to let Nia get hurt at all."

Watching the live broadcast, the people of Old Shipyard Port smiled unconsciously.

That warm scene made them grin like proud aunties.

Under everyone’s gaze, Zayne slowly turned Nia around.

Then he lifted his leg and kicked her hard in the butt.

"Get lost. What is wrong with you."

Nia was completely unprepared.

That full force kick sent her flying through the air.

Her body traced a beautiful arc before she crashed outside the arena.

She landed face first in the dirt.

It was an absolute mess.

The people of Old Shipyard Port fell silent.

The examiners fell silent.

Astrachior fell silent.

Zayne’s sudden kick stunned everyone.

There was even a clear size forty four shoe print on Nia’s lifted rear.

The live camera zoomed in for a close up.

The entire audience stared with their mouths open.

One second it was sweet romantic tension.

The next second it turned into violent discipline.

Kicking a beautiful girl into a faceplant.

Was that even human behavior.

"Ye Lin."

"Pfft pfft pfft."

Nia scrambled up from the ground and spat out dirt.

Her face was red with rage.

She had just started to slightly revise her opinion of Zayne.

That single kick shattered every bit of it.

Zayne showed absolutely no mercy.

Nia could clearly feel half her backside swelling up.

One side was bigger than the other.

The bigger side throbbed painfully.

"This is not over."

"Just you wait."

She dropped those words and tried to walk away.

The moment she lifted her leg, pain shot through her.

She sucked in a sharp breath.

Watching Nia limp away, the proctor on the arena gave Zayne a strange look.

Such a pretty girl, and he really did kick her without hesitation.

Complaints aside, the proctor did his job.

"The final round of the arena."

"Zayne wins. Ten points awarded."

Zayne’s total score reached 150.

He was the champion.

"That should be enough to enter Supreme Academy, right?"

Zayne muttered to himself.

A perfect score plus the championship.

This was the highest achievement possible in the college entrance trial.

A host wearing black stockings and high heels hurried onto the arena.

She held a microphone and smiled sweetly at the camera.

"Hello to all viewers watching the live broadcast."

"I am Nancy from Old Shipyard Port Vision."

"After a full day of thrilling battles, the champion of the 886th college entrance trial has been decided."

"He is Zayne, standing right beside me."

Normally, the city would erupt in cheers.

This year, there was only eerie silence.

"Zayne, as this year’s champion, do you have anything you would like to say to the viewers?"

Nancy looked at him expectantly.

"No," Zayne answered honestly.

"N... no?"

Nancy froze for a moment.

As a professional host, she quickly recovered her sweet smile.

"Zayne is really cool and reserved."

"Then how do you feel about winning?"

"Or is there anyone you would like to thank?"

"I guess I should thank the examiners," Zayne said honestly.

"They gave me two byes."

"This..."

"Do you not want to thank your parents?"

Nancy tried again.

"I am an orphan," Zayne answered honestly.

Nancy fell silent.

Cold sweat formed on her forehead.

How was she supposed to continue this interview.

This might become the biggest black mark of her career.

She quickly changed topics.

"Then does Zayne have any wishes?"

"I want to enter Supreme Academy," Zayne answered honestly.

The moment he said that, many viewers looked confused.

Was not the best academy Imperial Capital Academy.

Where did this Supreme Academy come from.

Nancy finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Zayne had said something she could work with.

"What a coincidence."

"Today, the person in charge of Supreme Academy recruitment in Old Shipyard Port is here at the trial."

"Let us welcome Instructor Charlotte."

As Nancy finished speaking, the camera focused on Charlotte.

Charlotte appeared on screen in a white long dress.

Many viewers lit up in admiration.

What a beautiful mature woman.

That kind of graceful charm was lethal to men of all ages.

"Let me explain for everyone watching."

"Supreme Academy only recruits the top one hundred candidates from the college entrance trial each year."

"You can think of it as an elite special forces training camp among academies."

Nancy explained.

"Instructor Charlotte."

"This year’s Old Shipyard Port champion Zayne wishes to enter Supreme Academy."

"You are responsible for recruitment here."

"May I ask if Zayne’s wish can be fulfilled?"

Nancy asked sweetly.

Charlotte frowned slightly and shook her head.

"Zayne."

"Do not blame me for being blunt."

"I am afraid this wish of yours will not come true."