Your Royal Highness, I will eventually save you!

Fournier's clear eyes were slightly bent into a crescent shape: "Really? Then praise me again."

Lytton:  …

He ignored it.

Turn around and face the stake puppet in the middle, which basically has the same specifications as the training room of Deep Blue Academy, so hurry up and test your comprehensive ability and adjustment status...

He didn't intend to use the Divine Flame Red Lotus to test again. The power and effect were too powerful. The last time he accidentally destroyed one of the training rooms of Deep Blue Academy, fortunately, he didn't investigate thoroughly afterwards.

He was going to test the extent to which his body could achieve the explosion and strength strengthened by the stigmata. After thinking about it carefully, his current collocation is very comprehensive. With the elemental immunity given to him by Doris, he can directly Immune to all incidental elemental attacks of sequence 7 or below, and the physical enhancement of the stigmata endows his body with defensive power, strength burst and agility physical strength are all available, coupled with shared talent weakness dialysis, close hand-to-hand combat is also for him It's a very good way of fighting.

He deliberately punched and slammed into the puppet wooden post with a blow. From the beginning, he was a little jerky. Gradually, his body and limbs seemed to open the mechanism hub, punching, kicking, palms and elbows. On the stake, every part of the body seemed to be a sharp murder weapon.

Furnell looked at Litton's movements, a little jerky to the point of proficiency, it can't be tempered, but it can barely be called experienced, but her vision has been influenced by the royal family since she was a child. In her eyes, it was already very common, and it could only be said to be very well-behaved, but suddenly, she immediately realized that something was wrong.

gradually.

Litton's attack on the wooden pile changed suddenly, without the slightest pattern, but it seemed to follow some kind of track to bombard it, which was very strange.

Observed carefully for a while.

Fournier carefully noticed that the magic formation engraved on the puppet wooden stake was overflowing with magic power, and a gleam flashed across her beautiful eyes: "The formation on the wooden stake is loosening... "

Generally, in order to prevent damage to the puppet stakes, the formations carved on them are very secretive and have good defensive properties, but in just a short while, he found the formations.

For a moment, Funier couldn't help feeling a little curious.

The boys of the same age as him in front of him seemed to have a mysterious veil. In the twilight world, instead of any panic, he was surprisingly calm and calm, and even said that they were in the twilight world. It makes people more and more curious and want to explore his secrets.

Good half sound.

Litton stopped slowly and did not continue. On the way to adjust his state, he used the weakness of the shared talent to analyze the wooden stake. He happened to find the formation, and he punched two punches in his heart, eager to try. But there was no follow-up. On the one hand, it was worried about destroying the wooden pile again. On the other hand, it was very exhausting of physical strength and energy.

Just maintaining a weak spot analysis to look at the formation on the wooden stake for a short while is already a waste of energy, not to mention bombarding the formation with punches in place.

He tilted his head.

Immediately, he happened to notice that Fournier's eyes fell on him, and he was stunned for a moment. After a while, he realized that he was not alone in the training room, but he just showed his hand-to-hand combat ability, so it shouldn't be a problem.

"Your Highness, it's getting late." Litton hinted that she could go out, otherwise it would still have a very bad influence in the public.

"You can just call me Furnel."

Fournier smiled lightly, with a little embarrassment in her smile: "Then I will really leave this time."

Litton was slightly embarrassed.

Just now, I was too hasty to grab her white catkin by force without thinking about anything. If I hadn't established an inexplicable relationship in the twilight world, I'm afraid I would be crowned a big offender.

Open the door of the training room.

A stunning and delicate face came into his eyes, and Litton was taken aback. It was Steele. Her bewitching purple eyes looked at him, and then she turned her eyes away. It fell on Furnier, who was wearing a noble and dignified long dress.

She blinked slightly.

Chapter 41 I Will Find You Again

"I...shouldn't have disturbed you?" Standing in front of the training room, Steele fixed his eyes on Litton, and there was a slight arc on his moist red lips.

"No, I was just a little curious, so I asked Mr. Litton to take the test in the training room. Miss Steele, please don't get me wrong." Fournier accepted the words, smiled lightly, her words and deeds were very elegant and polite, There were no flaws, and at the same time, he showed a different posture from facing Litton just now.

"So it is."

Steele's bewitching purple pupils blinked lightly, and then his pupils turned into a crescent moon shape, and he stepped forward and gently reached out to hold Litton's arm: "However, Your Highness, our competition with the Royal Academy is almost over. It's started, don't you need to go back?"

Her every move is like declaring sovereignty.

Fanier Dai frowned imperceptibly.

But soon eased down.

Her clear eyes fell on Litton inadvertently, but she quickly looked away, and she smiled sweetly: "Miss Steele, thank you for reminding me that it's the first time I get along with people so happily I kind of lost track of time."

Litton blinked his eyes, and immediately smelled something wrong between the two, but the softness and amazing elasticity squeezed on his arm made him feel a little deep in it for a moment, so he directly looked at his nose, nose and heart, Moreover, his sixth sense as a man told him very intuitively that it was a very irrational move to interject at this time, and Steele's "hush money" was a bit irresistible.

Fournier looked back at Litton and said: "Mr. Litton, then we have agreed, after this matter is over, I will go to Deep Blue Academy to find you."

?

What did we agree on?

Litton was stunned, and just when he was full of doubts, Furnel left slowly. When passing by him, her clear eyes glanced over inadvertently, and she blinked slightly at him, slightly narrowed. With a smile, as a faint fragrance passed over the tip of her nose, she had already walked away.

"Primary school brother, you have a newcomer and forget the old one."

A charming voice with a bit of resentment rang in his ears, and then the squeezing feeling of gently holding his arm disappeared, and Litton slightly turned his head to look at Steele in front of him, his strange purple pupils were full of grievances and anger. Staring at him resentfully, like a boudoir daughter-in-law watching her husband's family cheating.

Lytton knew her acting skills were outstanding.

Litton changed the subject in a tactful and clumsy way: "Sister Steele, the competition is more important, and it would be bad to waste time here and make people wait."

Steele immediately changed his face for a second, and asked with a look of interest in his purple eyes: "Primary boy, have you ever met His Highness Funier?"

Litton said firmly: "No!"

Steele didn't ask any more questions, but grinned: "Primary boy, don't be a fool and think that the royal family is stupid and sweet. You might be happy when you are sold out." Give people money."

Litton blinked: "Sister Steele, I really have nothing to do with Your Highness."

He naturally knew that Steele's words were not empty words, and the struggle in the royal family had never stopped, but he could still clearly feel the kindness and friendliness from Fournier's heart.

"It's fine if it doesn't matter. The relationship with the royal family can have very good benefits, but once there is a problem, this benefit will undoubtedly become a very difficult problem."

Steele stretched lazily, and the graceful lines of his delicate body were inadvertently highlighted: "Okay, the stage for the competition is ready, just wait for us to pass, finish this competition early and go back."

Litton nodded.

Along with her, she came to a huge arena in front of the training building, about a hundred meters wide, and there were high-stage audiences around, and a large number of people had already sat down, and Litton watched casually. With a glance, I happened to see Siegel and Carrie, who met downstairs in the training hall not long ago. Siegel nodded to him politely and gracefully, while Carrie spat out powder in a slightly mischievous manner. tongue.

Litton looked at Steele, and suddenly felt a slight movement in his heart: "Sister Steele, why doesn't it seem like no one has come to show your affection to you since I came in?"

Steele chuckled, and gave him a coquettish look: "Because my sister's status is too high, they also have the self-knowledge that they won't be able to climb high, and when they come here, they will bump into a wall with me and embarrass them."

Litton was slightly taken aback.

Then he glanced around again, and on a high platform, he happened to see Fournier, who had just parted ways not long ago, sitting on it, and sitting beside her was an old man with pale hair and a coat , was chatting with her in a pleasant manner.

"This old man is the dean of the Royal Academy, Carlisle Harvey. He has watched His Highness grow up since he was a child, and he treats His Highness as his own daughter." Steele's voice sounded right next to his ear .

If you don’t tell me, I’ll know... Litton complained in his heart. He hasn’t forgotten the classic plot. Carlisle’s treatment of Furnel is undoubtedly very good. During the witch’s coming-of-age ceremony, he tried his best to guarantee it. Looking at Fournier, but the voice of one person was very weak, and even members of the royal family secretly hired killers to secretly assassinate Carlisle in the dark, and this was also one of the important reasons that overwhelmed Fournier to become a witch.

soon.

Siegel is on the field.

He looked at Steele under the ring, with a fighting spirit in his eyes.

Steele pointed to the ring in front of him, and briefly explained the competition system: "The competition system is very simple. After the senior grades play, it will be your turn to play in the lower grades. If we all win, we will win. If one wins and one loss draws , when the time comes, our winner will have to fight against the opponent's winner, and my sister will go up and deal with him and come back to tell you."

What a rough format...

Litton secretly complained in his heart.

Steele didn't sloppy, and came up to the ring a little casually, which was in stark contrast to Siegel in front of him, as if he didn't care about the outcome of this match.

at the same time.

An old voice slowly sounded in everyone's mind: "The competition begins."

The voice fell.

"Crazy snake!"

Siegel didn't have the slightest thought of being sympathetic, and used his ultimate move as soon as he came up. A gust of wind suddenly gathered from the ring to form wind snakes, opened their ferocious mouths and bit at Steele.

instantly.

The wind snake has arrived.

There was no sign of seriousness in Steele's expression, he let out a light snort, a thunderclap suddenly sounded, and the wind snakes suddenly disintegrated and turned into wisps of breeze blowing on her face, replaced by a purple thunder snake that was more than ten meters long. Occupying the ring all over his body, Steele looked at Siegel in front of him with a little laziness in his bewitching noble purple eyes.

Chapter 42 Rolling

A Zilei Mad Snake, more than ten meters in length, occupied the ring. Its bewitching purple pupils overlooked Siegel on the ring as if spiritually.

Siegel swallowed.

He looked at the Violet Thunder Snake in front of him, and then stared at Steele in front of him. His body trembled slightly, and his heart was a little shocked. He suppressed the trembling and shock in his heart. They are all located in Sequence 7, and under the same sequence, this is the first time that they feel the danger of death like this.

His eyes narrowed slightly. If they can win this time, the Royal Academy will bestow generous rewards. Rao, as nobles related to the royal family, they are all excited for a while, and they can only pay a small price. Siegel's eyes flashed After a touch of ruthlessness, a trace of blood spilled from the corner of the mouth, and in an instant, a bloody storm descended suddenly, without the slightest sign.

And the location where the blood storm descended was exactly where Steele was.

It was like trying to swallow her into the bloody whirlpool.

It's just that Steele's exquisite snow-white pretty face didn't change in any way, and the purple thunder snake entrenched around her roared and screamed, and a burst of violent thunder raged in the bloody storm. For a while, the sound of thunder and storm Sizzle.

instantly.

A loud roar and howl tore through the bloody storm, and a purple thunder snake broke through the bloody storm and rushed towards Siegel. A burst of violent and ferocious breath rushed towards Siegel. The bloody storm caused by the attack only lasted for a moment before being broken through, and he froze in place for a moment, and when the Zilei Mad Snake was about to engulf him.

The originally menacing purple thunder snake immediately shunted into thousands of purple lightning and dissipated in front of him, leaving only Siegel, who had escaped from death, sitting powerlessly on the ground, his face pale and deep. The lingering fear, just a moment ago, if Steele hadn't dispelled the magic power in the Zilei Mad Snake, he would have no defensive measures, at least he would have been seriously injured, and the gap between the two can also be seen , In this case, he can still accurately control his magic power.

"Assigned."

Steele smiled slightly, and saluted gracefully.

Then he turned around and got off the ring.

The audience was silent.

Before the battle, everyone did not expect that the situation in the arena would be Steele's unilateral crushing. In the expectation, it should be a close battle, or their Royal Academy's crushing, but the reality is completely opposite.

On the high platform.

Furnier looked at the Purple Thunder Snake who had disappeared into thousands of thunderbolts on the ring, and she was a little surprised in her clear eyes, but she never thought that Steele would defeat Siegel in such an understatement. In the Royal Academy, Siegel is also one of the top few, and it is natural that the Academy has full confidence in him to be able to send him out to fight.

Dean Carlisle seemed to see her surprise, and sighed softly: "The golden flower of the Atirantes family, if it hadn't been delayed by some things, she should be able to rank with you as the imperial twins of our Royal Academy. "

Fournier's eyes were slightly curious.

But Dean Carlisle seemed a little unwilling to talk about this matter any more, so she didn't investigate any further. She turned her beautiful eyes and landed on someone under the ring, and paused inadvertently.

Fournier thought for a while and asked, "Grandpa Carlisle, are you confident in the next match?"