Kill me again, Miss Witch

Under his calm gaze, hundreds of ice splinter spears trembled slightly like a rainstorm that was about to fall. The heads of the spears were twisted, as if they had spirituality, and they were aimed at his position in unison, ready to go.

There is no way to avoid it!

"fall!"

Accompanied by a scolding sound, the ice spears flying all over the sky buzzed, like a swarm of bees returning to their nest, and like a storm of dark clouds overwhelming the city, they rushed towards Xia quickly!

This amount is enough to plow the entire arena from start to finish.

"So strong!"

"Such a quantity is too scary!"

"Senior, come on!!!"

"If I can handle this, I can eat all these ice guns!"

"Hurry up and admit defeat, country boy, go home and find your mother! Hahahaha!"

At the same time, bursts of loud exclamations and jeers erupted from the stands.

For ordinary students, this is like a miracle!

Others are just starting out, and it will take them more than ten years to catch up.

ended.

This is the thought in the hearts of everyone present.

......

"Senior Anjie's magic power has increased again."

There were countless bright blue spears reflected in the pupils, Nia said calmly.

Meiweisi propped his chin, watching the scene on the arena leisurely, without speaking.

After a while, she said to herself: "If you fight head-on, even a big knight of about one star may not be able to take all the spears of the ice creeper safely... Unexpectedly, Angelica I hate your brother so much."

"That's it."

Naia on the side looked indifferent, standing there quietly like a puppet.

But where Meiweis couldn't see, a trace of confusion and anxiety flashed in her eyes, an inexplicable impulse was constantly brewing in her heart, but it was constantly suppressed by the cold reason.

Even she didn't notice it herself.

......

"ah!"

Seeing her sister's real action, Sylvista covered her small mouth nervously.

She subconsciously looked at Deidora, only to find that she was as nervous as she was, pinching the fabric of the long skirt with both hands.

"Will he, will he take the initiative to admit defeat? If he doesn't admit defeat, it is impossible for Xiaya to survive in the face of such magic!"

Sylvista stood up and said anxiously to Deidora.

Didora looked at the other party with a slightly pale face.

Obviously, from the very beginning of this battle, it has unilaterally exceeded all the imagination of a maid. If someone else went up, I'm afraid they would not even have a chance to react, and they would be shot into a pulp by random guns.

"I... believe in the young master."

In the end, Didora bit her lower lip tightly and said softly.

......

"Hehehe, you are worthy of being a rare magical genius in the Algeria family. Even if you are an old man, you are still a little inferior."

At the highest point of the stand, an old man with a white beard in a gray wizard robe was sitting. He was watching the densely packed Icespear, and a clergyman in a black robe next to him commented in a low voice.

The old man with the white beard is named Lucius Darren, the fourth dean of the Norton Public Royal Practice Academy.

The priest sitting next to him was a kind-looking middle-aged man, wearing a black robe issued by the Holy See, which symbolized the identity of the archbishop.

He is the archbishop Edmund mentioned in the dialogue between Sitar and Rhodes.

"Miss Algeria's talent is indeed outstanding, but it's a pity that the light element affinity is relatively weak, otherwise, I'm afraid our Church of Light will also offer her an olive branch." Edmund echoed with a gentle smile, "However, This freshman is not bad, at this age, he can actually have the cultivation level of a quasi-knight."

"It's a pity that the age gap between the two sides is a little bit big, and the realm can't catch up."

Lucius nodded and stroked his white beard lightly: "If I'm really powerless to resist later, I'll rescue him."

"Then you have to be careful of that lady, she seems to be staring at you all the time."

Hearing this, Edmund kindly pointed to the master and apprentice Meiweisi who was sitting on the opposite seat, and reminded.

"Hmph, just a young man who has just been promoted to a magician."

Lucius snorted softly, ignoring the gaze.

It seems that there are some old complaints.

......

The spears of ice sprang up all over the sky, shooting towards Shaar's position like a storm, blowing gusts of strong wind, making his black hair flutter with the wind.

There were streaks of blue light reflected in his eyes, and he pulled out two light knight straight swords from the sword cluster in front of him, and held them in his hands.

"Shhhhh-"

"Whoa, whoa, whoa—"

With an afterimage that the naked eye could not capture, the first wave of ice splinters rushed in, blocking all directions in front of Shaar, and even the space for avoiding was compressed to the extreme.

But in his field of vision, the ice gun that was originally as fast as lightning, now crawls like a tortoise, its speed is extremely slow, and the advantages of dynamic vision are brought into full play, and all trajectories have been seen through.

Time seemed to slow down at this moment.

Shaar's eyes passed through the densely packed spears, and looked at Angelika who was standing there, and the eyes of the two met together.

Seeing the other party's superior demeanor, he smiled lightly, lowered his head and stared at the long sword in his hand.

His current appearance was vaguely reflected on the rusty blade.

He was obviously smiling, but there was clearly a hint of helplessness and sadness hidden in his expression.

"Actually, you really won't be able to do this." Shaar shook his head and said softly, "Nia is my only relative in this world. If she really needs this title, please discuss it with me. Two sentences, as an elder brother, how could I not agree?"

"But you seem to have never seriously asked me for my opinion from the very beginning, and kicked me around like a football, thinking that you can take whatever you want from me."

"You not only want to hurt me, but you even want to hurt Deidora, so that I will sever ties with Naia in a fit of anger."

"You guys never cared... what I think."

The sharp tip of the gun was reflected in his eyes, close at hand.

Shaar raised his head, looked into the distance, raised two long swords, raised his voice slightly, and gradually added a bit of ferocity to his delicate face.

"My parents and the villagers in the territory died under their iron heels in order to resist the invaders. The empire has not found out the true identity of those bastards...but you, a self-proclaimed noble bitch, have Tried and tried to seize the last thing they left me."

"why?!"

"Why?!"

"With your so-called shocking talent?"

"That kind of thing... I have it too!!!!!!!!!"

With a roar—

Bow your body and draw your sword.

"Qiang!!!"

Two intersecting sharp sword lights pierced the air, chopped the ice spear approaching in front of him, and turned into bits and pieces of ice that exploded in the air.

But this is just the beginning.

The second sword light followed closely behind.

"Clang, clang!!!"

Two more icespear guns charged straight in and shattered.

The third way.

broken.

Fourth way.

broken.

Fifth way.

broken.

Broken, broken, broken, broken, broken....

The speed gradually increased.

Until the end, it was so close that the gap between each swing of the sword was barely noticeable!

As Shaar swung the sword time and time again, the sword light burst out like a full moon, frantically resisting the swarming ice spears, chopping them into pieces like ice slag.

The crisp crackling sound resounded throughout the venue.

"!!"

The unimaginable scene was reflected in Angelica's eyes like a fantasy.

Her pupils dilated slowly.

How can it be? !

Facing the Ice Spear of this scale, he should definitely be pierced through in an instant!

Why, why can it be resisted? !

At this moment, Angelica was startled, as if she had suddenly come to her senses, she looked at the boy with disbelief in her eyes.

No... quasi-knight?

"Clang clang clang clang clang—"

The sound of slashing echoed the confusion in Angelica's heart.

arc!

Apart from the cold arc light, there is nothing else!

The two long swords were like ice-cold harvesting machines. A powerful air wave erupted between the blades. With Shaar as the center, a strong wind blew towards the surroundings. It was invisible and bitter, filling the arena.

"how is this possible?!"

"Is this Char?"

"You're lying, freshman?"

"How is it possible for a wild boy from the countryside?!"

When all the students in the auditorium saw this scene, they shouted in disbelief as if they had seen a ghost.

Afterwards, those cries were overwhelmed by strong winds. The sword wind blew their hair and blindfolded them.

The dazzling and crazy slashes turned into sword lights one after another, with a radius of five meters as the radius, like a protective shield covering Xia airtightly.

The black-haired boy was like a sword master descending. With a precise angle and an extreme speed that cannot be caught by the naked eye, he took all the ice spears that swarmed towards him!

For Xia at this moment, the swordsmanship that he usually trained has been left behind, there is no set formula, and everything can only be slashed at will.

The bursting icicles turned into crystal dust, floating around Shaar like brilliant stars, adding a bit of coolness to the boy in the knight uniform.

But his actions clearly contained the most violent beauty!

"Ping—"

The long sword in his hand was overwhelmed and exploded instantly.

Unhurriedly, he pulled out a long sword again from the ground in front of him, backhanded to parry a spear of ice vines piercing his right shoulder, and then swung the sword again.

In such an intensity of slashing, even a long sword made of fine steel can't last long, let alone these broken blades that are about to be scrapped.

But Shaar ignored it, broke one handle, and immediately pulled out another handle to join the battle.