(401 - 600) Stay-at-home Dad's Restaurant In An Alternate World

Chapter 460 Let's Go Beat Up the Bad Guys!

"You should go back to kindergarten, little guy; this is not a place for you." Neil cracked his knuckles, and the defined muscles on his arms bulged amid a series of cracks and pops.

"Magus Tower, George Goodyear." George merely introduced himself to Neil in response.

"Neil Barkly." Neil twisted his neck from side to side, and glared at George with a cold expression.

"That's Upperclassman Neil, a 3rd-tier earth magic caster. I heard that in the last magic caster trials, even Upperclassman Claus was unable to break through his earth guardian armor!"

"There's such a massive difference in stature; I feel like that little guy will be sent flying as soon as he raises his hand."

"Magic is not a competition of muscle mass; that's something that only matters among knights. Among magic casters, spiritual power is of the utmost importance. Only with sufficiently powerful spiritual power can magic casters unleash powerful magic."

The students below the stage all began to discuss spiritedly among themselves. At the same time, the kids of the elementary section were cheering at the top of their lungs.

"Our upperclassmen will win for sure, right?" Daphne clenched his little fists with excitement.

"Not necessarily. I heard from Father that the Magus Tower has gathered the most powerful magic casters on the entire Norland Continent." Ignatsu shook his head. He was clearly a bit more pessimistic about Chaos School's chances.

"If only Amy were here. She would definitely beat these guys with ease." Daphne pursed her lips with a wistful expression as she began to search the crowd for Amy again.

"The contestants are ready, so let the battle begin!" Karpas announced.

"Hehe, I'm going to—" A smirk appeared on Neil's face, and he was just about to say something. "True meaning of wind, wild wind blade flurry!" George wasn't interested in hearing what Neil had to say. He raised his hands high into the air, and five crescent-moon wind blades shot forth, each of which was around half a meter in length. They flew through the air side by side, creating a long line.

"So fast!" Neil's expression changed slightly, and even though he still appeared to be quite relaxed, he didn't dare to delay any longer. He abruptly pressed his hand against the ground, and yelled, "Earth guardian armor!"

A suit of brown rocky armor crept up along his legs and soon encompassed his entire body. His burly figure appeared even more imposing after donning the thick rocky armor, and there were spiky rock gloves on both of his hands. His head had also been concealed under a rocky helm, revealing only his eyes. He had transformed into a rock golem.

"Come!" Neil roared as he unleashed a powerful punch.

"Crack!"

The first wind blade was dispelled by his fist, followed by the second, and only two faint marks were left on his rocky gloves.

The remaining three wind blade suddenly changed direction, evading Neil's fists, and striking his chest and neck instead. Three muffled thumps erupted in quick succession, and Neil's burly armored figure was forced back three steps. Shards of rock flew through the air, revealing three light indentations, but the wind blades were still unable to break through his armor.

"That's not going to be enough." Neil slammed a fist into his own chest, upon which the indentations in his armor recovered at a rate that was perceptible to the naked eye, returning to its former condition almost instantaneously. As long as his feet were in contact with the ground, he could relentlessly draw upon the power of the earth to repair his armor an unlimited number of times.