"Time Reversal!" Flamel, furious and humiliated, looked at his miserable state and initiated another time reversal. However, due to the time lag from when he was unconscious, it restored him to five minutes prior, just when Ye Ruozai had removed his protective state.

This time, Ye Ruozai stepped forward and landed a kick on Flamel's body, followed by a wild beating with a longsword flying through the air, leaving wounds all over his opponent but never delivering a fatal blow.

During the battle, Flamel retreated while fighting back. When he tried to take out items from his storage necklace, he was surprised to find that he had been completely ransacked. At this moment, feeling both rage and sorrow, he shouted fiercely, "Ye Ruozai, you also claim to be a master! How shameless to steal like this!"

"This is a robbery! Your ally could break the rules and use a divine artifact in the match, how would I know if you would shamefully do the same!" Ye Ruozai showed no remorse at Flamel's accusation, continuing his aggressive assault with a calm demeanor.

Flamel, stripped of all equipment and with all magic seen through, truly faced a dead end. He couldn't use time reversal anymore—not due to lack of energy, but because according to the passage of time, if he performed this magic again, he would directly revert to the state of unconsciousness. If that happened, he would become the biggest joke of the competition.

Once again gravely injured and knocked to the ground, losing mobility, Flamel sat limply on the platform, watching Ye Ruozai attack him without ever putting him in mortal danger. He coldly laughed, "Why! Do you suspect I'm part of the Blood Race too? Or are you simply taking revenge for my past humiliation by tormenting and shaming me like this?"

"I had such thoughts before the match, but not anymore!" Ye Ruozai said indifferently to the tattered, blood-soaked Flamel.

"Are you pitying me? Don't put on that disdainful attitude like Pei Yan!" Flamel suddenly stood up, his figure swaying, as he pointed at Ye Ruozai and laughed hysterically, "I know! I know what you're waiting for! You're waiting for me to beg for mercy, aren't you? Dream on! I'm not Moira, do what you want to torment me. If you've had enough, give me a slash to send me off."

"I won't kill you." Ye Ruozai patted his chest, where he kept the spoils he plundered from Flamel, and smiled, "You choose to leave yourself, these things won't be returned. Consider them the price you paid to buy your life."

"You shameless thief!" Flamel roared as he rushed forward, but battered as he was, how could he still be a match for Ye Ruozai? Practically without expending much effort, Ye Ruozai knocked him back down again.

"You coward, wimp! Sissy! Don't you even dare do this? Or have you never killed before? If you're so afraid, why initiate a fight to the death?" Flamel, beaten to the ground, shouted hysterically.

"I've said I won't kill you, and I won't! Do you really want to die? Handle it yourself!" With that, Ye Ruozai drew a dagger from behind his waist and tossed it in front of Flamel.

With a clatter, the sound of the dagger falling to the ground was heard, and Flamel flinched, involuntarily taking a step back.

From the sidelines, Pei Yan sighed, "Was this your instruction?"

"How do you know?" Lin Junzhao retorted.

"Old Ye wouldn't act this way. Unlike me, he'd finish things with a single slash, no matter the hatred." Pei Yan shrugged, smiling bitterly.

"You know each other well. You're right; it was my instruction when entering the field. If the victory is clear, don't kill the opponent directly; spare him a life." Lin Junzhao spoke with a tone also filled with helplessness, "You've already captured Moira. If Ye Ruozai kills Flamel, our relations with the Magic Realm would completely break with no room for reconciliation. Although you and I both despise that Magic Realm guy and will settle the score one day, under these circumstances, if we go too far, it will provoke dissatisfaction from the other realms. So, we must give mercy where we can."

Saying this, Lin Junzhao looked at the platform and sighed, "We must win this match, so Flamel had better wisely withdraw himself. If he insists, then don't blame us for resorting to lethal force."

On the platform, Flamel looked at the dagger thrown before him, shakily extended his hand to grasp the hilt, and under the watchful eyes of the crowd, raised the dagger toward his throat.

A long while later, watching him position the dagger at his throat but never daring to thrust it inward, Ye Ruozai said calmly, "It's not easy, is it? Ending your life takes more courage. But you..."

Ye Ruozai did not finish his next sentence, but the calmness only made it more hurtful. With an even tone, it pierced Flamel deeply, as he switched to holding the dagger with both hands, murmuring continuously, "Devils, you and Pei Yan are devils! Your investigation hall is a group of madmen and devilish organizations! I curse you to die a horrible death! Ah~ Ah~ Ah!"

Flamel, eyes shut tight, shouted to himself as he extended his arms holding the dagger towards his chest.

Clang! After the howl, the sound of the dagger falling to the ground was heard.

"I concede!"

Long after, a voice filled with desolation echoed in the middle of the arena, announcing the end of this match.

With the array's normalcy restored, Ye Ruozai jumped down from the platform, greeted by his cheering friends, while Flamel was left kneeling despondently on the platform alone. No one assisted him; he was left kneeling solitary, even causing his rival Pei Yan to feel a bit of sorrow and helplessness.

"He's ruined." Not yet recovered from K's harm, the physically weak Pei Yan, supported by mechanical arms, expressed this to Ye Ruozai as he approached.

"Mm!" Upon hearing this, Ye Ruozai turned to glance at the platform. It's not a solution if Ren Flamel just kneels there. At this time, the Magic Realm finally sent someone to the platform, helping him off slowly, left and right. No one from the Magic Realm approached Ye Ruozai for the equipment he seized in the match, evidently acknowledging the humiliation and accepting the exchange of these items for Flamel's life.

Compared to Saraf, although Flamel lost his equipment, his body wasn't severely harmed. The powerful reversal and healing effects accompanying the platform were enough to heal his physical injuries. However, the spiritual blow delivered by Pei Yan and Ye Ruozai couldn't be remedied by magic, and this disgrace during the championship was enough to leave him permanently downcast, with a shattered mindset preventing him from ever climbing the ranks of elite masters.

To put it simply, he was beaten into a state of withdrawal.