I Can't Be the Head of Chaldea

Du Lin didn't wait for her to land at all, and rushed over with a stride under his feet.

"The left hag bone..." Arturia whispered, and suddenly thrust the holy sword into the ground on the left.In the next breath, her words were like a prophecy, and the tip of Du Lin's spear pierced straight into the body of the sword blocked by her left musculature.

"Huh?" Du Lin paused, and immediately raised the gun, drawing a spark on the body of the holy sword, and falling on the hilt.

Artoria quickly pulled away the hand holding the sword, snorted coldly, raised the hem of her black skirt, kicked Du Lin's gun sideways, and immediately raised the holy sword in her hand, giving Du Lin another fatal blow. Hit stab.

Chi!

The blade pierced through Du Lin's lungs, and before Du Lin's hand reached out again to use a life-for-life attack, Arturia directly drew the sword back, and immediately jumped back with a blood line.

"Puff..." Du Lin spit out a mouthful of blood on the spot, and a wisp of white smoke immediately healed the wound on his lung.

Artoria said lightly: "Now you are using your own stored magic power to recover, right? After I stop using magic power, you will have nothing to supplement, Godot. When you run out of power, what choice will you make?"

"Is this preaching?" Du Lin frowned.

"No..." Artoria sneered at the corner of her mouth: "I'm just letting you see the facts clearly, and you know very well... Even if you can offset your own disadvantages, the gap in skills cannot be overcome by other things." make up."

"I have enough..."

"What... really stupid." This answer did not satisfy Artoria. She moved her footsteps in place, like the arrow step used by Du Lin, and suddenly stabbed at Du Lin with a sword.

In an instant, a black light flickered in front of Du Lin, and a sword stopped less than [-] centimeters away in front of him. The target of the sword suddenly turned strangely, and it was placed on Du Lin's lower body to imitate the spiritual shorts with magic power. , But it can't be covered at all on the hardened object.

Her goal may not change with her thinking reversed, but the means of the process are not as open as before.

One blow, cut down mercilessly!

Du Lin's face changed drastically, and the meteor broke away in a flash and stopped a few meters away.

"If you want to find a flaw, you have to find it like this. It's a pity, if you can cut off the dirty things in front of you, it will be more enjoyable than ignoring them during the battle." Artoria stopped at Du Lin's original place and said calmly.

Du Lin: "..."

Five is over.

Chapter 63 Origin Attributes

Landing more than ten meters away from Artoria, Du Lin glanced under him with lingering fear.

This sword is too evil!

Silently, he gave himself a layer of magical protection under his body, and immediately turned his steps and jumped out suddenly.

Whoosh!

Artoria stood still on the spot, and raised her brows intuitively: "Is it right in front this time? No..."

A gust of air blew in front of her, and she immediately turned behind her: "It's here!"

A sword stabbed out, as if stabbing into the air.However, in the next breath, the figure of Du Lin holding the magic gun appeared on the tip of her sword in an instant. This was not some kind of manipulation or skill, but simply captured from the airflow to achieve an instant counterattack.

The crisp sound of metal splashed a spark between the collision of weapons, and the air pressure spread from the center of the two.

"Is it like this again?" Du Lin whispered.

Although Artoria, who took off her armor and restrained her magic power, did not have the infinite burst of the sword of vowed victory, she completely surpassed him by a level technically.

"That's right, it's the kind of eyes that want to kill me but can't. Do you understand despair now?" Arturia and Du Lin looked at each other and saw the anxiety in his eyes, and the corners of their mouths twitched in mockery.

"A mere follower..." Du Lin snorted, and directly extracted a part of the quantum scale obtained from the previous light cannon in his skull and poured it into the gun body.

Fluid black and red magic power suddenly poured into the gun body with dark red runes, and the tip of the gun emitted beeping dark lightning, converging into a light spot.

"Oh?" Arturia was taken aback. In front of her, a dark red lightning cannon suddenly struck.

【The Magic Spear of the Stars】

The huge energy light cannon bombarded, and at the same time, the magic power also covered Du Lin's perception.The dark red thunder light shines ahead, and Du Lin only sees a swift figure flashing in the light, and a light cannon brushes past her, shooting out a straight line tens of meters long. Illuminated, there was a loud explosion on a distant rock wall.

Arturia's figure appeared on the left side of Du Lin's front, and she responded lightly: "If you can't compete with my skills, you want to defeat me with strength. This kind of attack is just a waste of your energy. You are getting more and more brainy. Not sober, Gordo."

【The Magic Spear of the Stars】

"Gee!" Arturia gritted her teeth visibly displeased, and the figure that had just stopped had to dodge.

This guy...isn't as clear-headed as he was when he didn't release his magic power at the beginning.

boom!

The light cannon bombarded a huge deep hole in the field again, and Du Lin took a deep breath: "Don't put on an arrogant look, King Arthur."

"What?" Arturia paused.

Du Lin didn't continue to speak, his brows were tightened, and he locked tightly on the other party's light silhouette.

I don't know when the battle started, it turned into another form of battle...

After taking off the armor, the black Saber, compared with the existence that bombarded him with energy pouring out of life, the original killing intent of "must kill the drifter" has quietly disappeared.

But at the same time, she also became stronger!

Du Lin could feel this strange feeling in the process of fighting her.

If it is said that it is starting to enjoy the battle, it doesn't look like it, does it?In a pure skill competition, the opponent obviously couldn't get pleasure from him as a spearman.

At this moment, he looks superior, no longer as a duelist, but more like a kind of contempt, or admonishment, by the superiors to the inferiors?