I, the All-Class Magus, All My Awakening Skills are LvMax

John felt the surrounding air pressure becoming increasingly fierce.

He knew that if he didn't find a way to escape soon, he would surely meet a grim end without a place to bury his body!

To everyone watching, it seemed that John had only paused for a few seconds.

But only those with great strength could understand just how dangerous those few seconds were, and how much energy they contained!

Using all his strength, John finally felt a slight give.

With joy in his heart and without any hesitation, he quickly retreated in the direction behind him.

Almost the instant he moved, the spot where he had been standing collapsed into a large hole.

This dark hole continued to spread rapidly around the area!

It was about to reach John's position when he realized he had exerted himself too much and had no strength left.

He rolled to the side, gritting his teeth and desperately gathering his spirits.

The black hole spread forward another three meters before it finally slowed.

John, watching all this unfold before him, found his breathing becoming increasingly rapid.

It was terrifying, truly terrifying!

He had nearly died there!

But he was powerless.

An opponent far stronger than himself wanted him dead; the pressure was immense.

The opponent could afford countless mistakes, but a single error on his part would mean death awaited him.

As John once again dodged Victor's attack, everyone started to grow confused.

What kind of background did this man have to repeatedly avoid the Immortal Messenger's assaults?

It seemed too incredible to believe.

They had imagined that Victor would cleanly tear this man apart, but reality was proving otherwise.

This man had survived far longer than expected and dodged attack after attack.

"What's going on with Immortal Messenger? Maybe he didn't eat today and is feeling weak?" "Immortal Messenger, just finish him off already!"

"I can't take this anymore, I've bet 20,000 federal coins on Immortal Messenger."

"It's hilarious, I bet 10,000 federal coins on this clueless challenger; am I actually going to win?"

Everyone knew the odds were now 1:1000.

If Immortal Messenger lost, some people would be facing huge losses.

A hint of alarm crept into John's heart.

If it weren't for the system's cheat he was using, he might have already become a ghost under Victor's hand.

His stamina was slowly recovering, already back to half of what it had been.

He also distinctly noticed that Victor's demeanor seemed off.

While each attack was powerful, the speed was gradually decreasing.

This indicated that Victor too was experiencing some consumption here, albeit relatively minor.

But no matter what, he must win!

Victor's gaze fell on John once more.

He tilted his head slightly, seemingly puzzled by how John had managed to escape time and again.

"It seems the Immortal Messenger is starting to get angry. How many more rounds can our challenger withstand?" the announcer mused excitedly.

"Let's see whether the Immortal Messenger will prevail or if this challenger will prove superior."

"To force the Immortal Messenger to use his Spatial Collapse move in the first round, and now to have dodged this deadly attack, it shows this challenger truly has some skills."

The announcer was thrilled as he introduced the action, unaware of the true background of the contestant, only knowing that he came from one of the private boxes.

Initially thought to be just some thrill-seeking rich young master, it now appeared that wasn't the case.

But no matter who it was, once they entered the arena, their fate was in their own hands, and fortune as decreed by heaven.

As an announcer, he knew there were things he should say and things he shouldn't; he was well aware of his role.

John immediately increased the distance between them without any hesitation and deployed a controlling ability.

"Thorn Wrap!"

"Thorned Rock Serpent!"

In an instant, the previously dull yellow ground burst forth with numerous green vines.

These vines grew at a visible rate, quickly forming a cage that trapped Victor inside.

Additionally, two huge serpents coiled around the outside of the cage, as if ready to strike at anyone emerging from within.

As John launched a magical attack, the crowd erupted with excitement; some cheered, while others couldn't help but sigh.

The announcer's voice carried a hint of exhilaration.

"It seems our challenger is completely unaware of the situation here; he has actually used a magical attack, my goodness, he's really gone for a magical attack!"

"Let's see how the Immortal Messenger will respond to this!"

Everyone here knows very well that once inside, the consumption rate, especially of MP, increases exponentially.

No replenishing items are allowed in this arena.

Moreover, once a person's MP is depleted, the rate of stamina decline doubles!

This means, if you're merely using stamina for close combat, the consumption rate might only be twice as usual.

But if your MP runs out and you continue fighting hand-to-hand, your stamina consumption could reach four times or even eight times higher!

It's simply not a cost-effective strategy, and anyone who thinks it through would know how to act.

That's why, aside from those who are truly powerful, no one would choose to use magical attacks in this place.

Except for the Immortal Messenger.
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His Spatial Collapse is indeed a magical attack.

Everyone was incredibly excited, their eyes glued to every action unfolding in the arena.

They were anxious not to miss even the slightest detail, for fear of missing out on a spectacular match.

In the private box observing John, those present showed expressions of surprise.

The portly man, cuddling a beauty in his arms, glanced towards John and then couldn't help but chuckle.

"Do you think he knows what he's doing? Using MP in this place—is he brave or just naive?"

The middle-aged man beside him chuckled softly, picking up a grape and beginning to eat it slowly.

"How could I possibly know? Besides, since he's saved so many and has become a young hero of the alliance, he must have some capabilities, right?"

The two exchanged glances, both smiling but neither speaking further.

Talking too much about the young ones was pointless, and they were very interested in the divine artifact in John's possession.

If John were to die here, their chances of obtaining the knife would increase.

So, for them, John's death would only be beneficial, with no downsides.

Others might not know what John was relying on, but he was well aware of his own strengths.

After all, his Spring of Soul and Mana Recovery were no joke! If it came down to a contest of MP, even though he was only gold-tier, he was more than a match for a diamond-tier opponent.

Even a supreme-tier opponent wouldn't be out of reach for a fight!