Became a Demon with Pregnancy System-Chapter 71: Zoe vs Nate

A mass exchange among the crowd.

"Do you see? They know each other! The stakes just went up."

"Do you think he even stands a chance?" he looks paler than a sheet of paper.

"She has already wiped off the rest of the summoning department. It is going to be a walkover."

"Hey, he still has a chance. Let’s see if he pulls a stunt on us."

The buzz of excitement enveloped the stadium as a reluctant Nate stepped into the arena.

"Here we go, finally! The last summoning student is about to take the stage!"

"Goddess Zoe is about to complete a clean sweep of the summoning department!"

"Let them mock us now—justice is about to be served!"

Nate stepped into the Colosseum, shaking his head at the jeers and cheers surrounding him.

"You’ve gotten so much stronger, Zoe," he said sincerely, though his tone carried a hint of resignation.

"And you’ve still got that laid-back attitude," she replied, a playful glint in her eye. "But I didn’t call you here to catch up—I want to see if you can keep up."

Nate chuckled, though the challenge in her tone didn’t escape him. "Guess I don’t have much of a choice, do I?"

The crowd’s excitement reached a fever pitch.

"This is going to be good! Do you think he has a chance?"

"Not a chance. He looks too relaxed—Zoe’s going to destroy him!"

In the stands, Marissa Jones frowned slightly. "Luke, is that boy really strong? He doesn’t even have a general-level summoned beast. What’s so special about him?"

Luke’s calm voice resonated from the contract space. "Strength isn’t just about the level of your summoned beast. Nate’s power lies in his own abilities. By the way, he’s Tanya’s personal disciple. She mentioned him to me after our last mission."

"Tanya’s disciple?" Marissa’s eyes widened. "That means he’s no pushover."

"Exactly. But let’s see how long he can hold out against Zoe."

Inside the arena, two star maps lit up simultaneously.

Zoe’s side shimmered with a radiant purple flame, while Nate’s glowed with a fierce red.

"Purple Flame—Fire—Burst!"

"Rose Flame—Fire—Burst!"

The two flames collided in the center of the arena with an ear-splitting explosion.

BOOM!

The impact sent shockwaves through the cage, forcing the spectators to shield their eyes from the searing light.

"Whoa! Did you see that?!"

"They’re evenly matched! The flames canceled each other out!"

As the smoke cleared, Zoe smiled. "Spirit-level flame? I’m impressed, Nate."

"Yeah, well, I wasn’t planning to show my cards this early," Nate grumbled. "But it looks like I don’t have much of a choice."

"You’ll need more than that to beat me," Zoe teased, her confidence unwavering.

The battle intensified as Zoe pressed her advantage. Moving with agility and precision, she closed the gap between them, her star map glowing once more.

"Purple Flame—Fierce Fist—Boom!"

Nate barely managed to roll out of the way, the fiery attack grazing his shoulder.

"That was too close!" he muttered, patting out a few singed strands of hair.

The crowd gasped as Zoe’s relentless assault continued. Each move was calculated, her flames forcing Nate into a defensive stance.

"She’s incredible," Marissa whispered, unable to look away.

"That boy’s holding his own," Luke noted. "But it’s clear Zoe has the upper hand."

In the arena, Nate gritted his teeth as he dodged another burst of flames. "You’re not making this easy for me, Zoe!" he called out, his voice a mix of admiration and frustration.

"Good," she replied with a smirk. "It wouldn’t be any fun if I did."

The crowd was on the edge of their seats, the tension in the air palpable.

"Come on, Nate! Don’t let her beat you so easily!"

"Zoe, show him who’s boss!"

The clash of flames and the sheer intensity of their battle left the audience spellbound.

Despite his best efforts, Nate found himself backed into a corner. Zoe’s unrelenting attacks left him with little room to maneuver.

"You’ve improved a lot," Nate admitted, his voice steady despite the sweat dripping down his face.

"Thanks," Zoe said, her tone genuine. "But I’m not done yet."

With that, she unleashed another wave of flames, the heat forcing Nate to retreat further.

In the stands, Marissa leaned forward, her hands clenched. "Can he turn this around?"

Luke’s voice was calm but firm. "If he can’t adapt, it’s over. Zoe has him exactly where she wants him."

As the flames danced around them, Nate’s expression shifted. He wasn’t ready to give up—not yet.

Boom!

The fire exploded in a brilliant burst, and a thick plume of smoke enveloped Nate’s figure.

For anyone else, Zoe would have considered the match won, but the opponent was Nate—a mid-level mage with a dual-element talent. Such an opponent always brought unexpected twists.

Zoe’s eyes narrowed as she peered into the dissipating smoke, her hands glowing faintly as her star path began to form again.

The crowd buzzed with excitement, their voices a chaotic blend of amazement and confusion.

"Wait a minute—he’s a mid-level mage?"

"And did you see that? A spirit-level flame! Who is this guy?"

"I thought Pearl Academy was full of beginners. Guess I was wrong!"

But not everyone was impressed.

"He got hit by Zoe’s fire spell. That’s game over for him. No way he’s walking out of that unscathed," one spectator muttered confidently, earning nods from the summoning students.

"Yeah, no way he can keep up with our goddess!" another chimed in.

Meanwhile, in the summoning department seats, Everett Holland, head of the department, rubbed his temples, his initial despair giving way to a spark of hope.

"Intermediate! He’s an intermediate mage!" Everett exclaimed. "This boy might actually save the face of the summoning department!"

But then a sudden realization struck him, and his jaw tightened.

"Wait... fire system, summoning system... and thunder system? Three elements?!"

Back in the cage, the smoke finally cleared, revealing Nate standing tall. His clothes were tattered, but he appeared to be unharmed.

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End of the Chapter!!!

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