As a Sword Saint, I Want to Be a Demon King

"Game start!"

Then he shouted and waved his hand heavily!

"The element of water is everywhere..."

The third-year senior immediately started singing, and bursts of blue ripples erupted from her body.

She chose the water-based magic that was weaker but could be chanted faster.

This is a great option to get the upper hand without doing serious damage.

"Another magician without a shield."

However, when the silver-haired girl saw her movements, she couldn't help but covered her face with her hands:

"I hope Colin won't strike too hard... This girl is quite pretty."

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"Whoosh-"

Colin didn't chant spells like the short-haired senior.

Instead, holding the dagger, he rushed directly towards the opponent!

The 3rd grade girl named Ann is obviously very good psychologically.

He didn't panic when he found that Colin was attacking him, and continued to chant spells.

"—Water gun burst!"

Finally, the moment Colin was about to approach her, he successfully released the water magic!

Four consecutive transparent water jets erupted from in front of her and rushed towards Colin's face, chest and legs respectively;

From this point, it can be seen that her magic control ability is also very good, and she can accurately find the opponent's weakness.

"Won!"

"That kid is doomed!"

The third-year students saw that the magic chanting was over, and they had already raised their arms, ready to celebrate:

——The magic power of the water gun burst is not very powerful, but the thrust is very strong.

As long as it is hit by any water column, the body will be pushed back a long way;

In this way, the caster can always keep a distance from the enemy, especially against this kind of guy who likes to use body skills to sneak attack, the effect is extremely significant.

really.

Although Colin made an evasive movement, because the two sides were already very close, he was still hit by a jet of water on his torso.

His body involuntarily leaned back, and was pushed several meters away by the current.

"It's obviously a magician, so I have to use some physical skills."

Seeing him being rushed into the air, a third-grade boy laughed softly:

"It's just looking for and getting beaten."

"Be quiet!"

The boy next to him hit him.

Then he raised his head and secretly glanced at Mentor Tabor standing in front of the team:

"Are you looking for death? You clearly know that the instructor doesn't like to hear such words."

The boy shut his mouth hastily.

——Although Tabor Patry is usually smiling, he is actually a very strict mentor.

If he heard what he said just now, he would be scolded lightly, maybe he would be dragged out to practice and die.

However, their dialogue is not over yet, and the situation on the field has changed.

Colin was indeed blown away by the water.

But his movements were not disrupted, instead, he changed along with the water flow!

"Shh."

A black object in his hand was quickly thrown out by him!

The target is the face of the short-haired senior!

"ah!"

A girl cherishes her own appearance the most, and when she sees something approaching, her face turns pale with fright, and she shrinks her head hastily.

She wanted to avoid this thing, but she ignored one thing:

The dagger is not a round ball, but a long object!

Seeing that he was about to narrowly dodge the attack, the rapidly spinning dagger happened to come across!

"Snapped!"

Then the tail hit her head hard, knocking her out!

At this time, Colin had adjusted his figure and swooped towards her again.

"The icy cold wind..."

An, the short-haired senior, held back the pain, and chanted the mantra in a trembling voice, trying to make up for the mistake just now.

But before she uttered the last letter, a gleaming blade rested on her neck.

"This kid seems to have a lot of practical experience."

Among the people present, the silver-haired girl was the one who saw it most clearly:

"He actually knows how to use inertial thinking to create counterattack opportunities."

——What Colin threw out just now was not a dagger, but the sheath of the dagger.

That's why Tabor and she didn't save people.

Otherwise, letting the dagger hit a girl's head and draw a line on the face is a trivial matter, and it might kill her.

"The first round of the exchange match is over! The winner is——Magic Special Class."

Tabor was very forthright and directly stated the result.

He can't be happy--Colin's dagger is still on Ann's neck!

"Colin, it's fine."

The silver-haired girl also spoke.

Colin then retracted the dagger.

He gave the short-haired senior a cold look, walked over and picked up the thrown sheath.

"Shh."

Then he quickly turned the dagger in his hand and inserted it back into the sheath, the whole movement was extremely chic.

"After all, I'm still a sophomore."

Seeing his actions, the silver-haired girl laughed in her heart:

"I can't change this habit of showing off my skills."

In fact, she used to like to hold a sword flower for nothing, and thought it was very cool to do so;

But after fighting a few tough battles, I realized that it was a bad habit. It was a waste of energy and easy to be attacked by others, so I quickly corrected it.

After losing the first game, the third-year students fell silent.

"I'm sorry, Master."

The short-haired senior sister walked up to Tabor with tears in her eyes, and lowered her head:

"I lost……"

After saying this, her tears started to fall down, looking very unwilling.

"It's nothing to lose, but do you know where you lost?"

Tabor put his hands on his shoulders and asked lightly:

"Tell me."

"I was too big, guessed the opponent's attack method wrong, and didn't release the magic shield in advance."

The short-haired senpai bit her lip and answered.

If she had a shield on her just now, Colin would lose no matter how he created an opportunity.

"—that's just one of them."

Tabor put down his hand, and his tone softened slightly:

"Go back and think about it carefully, write me a 1-word self-criticism and tell me why you lost this time."

1 words?

The silver-haired girl moved her ears.

I was stunned in my heart:

Will it be too harsh?

It's just an exchange match, so why make such a fuss over a molehill?

"Both sides stand in good positions—"

Tabor raised his right hand again, signaling for both sides to enter the next game.

"Don't have a psychological burden."

Before Osborn came on stage, the silver-haired girl exhorted: