She Is Not a Witch

Underground against the battlefield, Isaiah against Letis.

The broad hardwood long sword feels a little heavy in the hand. The hilt of the sword has been polished for use, making it more comfortable to hold. At the same time, there are shallow dents on it, making it not easy to slip due to sweat.

Compared with the hilt, the sword body is rougher, and you can see the marks of cutting. The thicker wood fibers are uneven to the touch, and there is no opening at the blade. However, if it hits the human body, it will also cause It feels no small pain.

Isaiah held the long sword, adjusted her breathing, stared at the opponent's figure, and rushed over after the referee gave an order.

The heavy sword blew through the air, leading to a whistling, spreading through the empty basement.

Before he could get close to Letis, a few invisible wind sickles blew towards him.

Slap—slap—

With a few crisp noises, exploded in the air, the long sword cut open the compressed wind sickle, like piercing a full balloon, the turbulent air flow flew around, lifting up the wood filaments and debris on the thick sword.

Isaiah and Letis are both at the level of Sequence 4, and if Lorrain Hill is used to observe them systematically, the evaluation is probably the same.

It can be said that it is a rare genius to reach this kind of strength at this age, and it is also a range that is more acceptable in the hearts of the public.

The few opponents Lorrain Hill met before, the geniuses in the freshman are probably between Sequence 3-4, Eloy and the short-sleeved teenager are both Sequence 4, but they are the kind of unusually talented sequence. 4. The real combat strength can be comparable to Sequence 5, as was the evaluation of the system at that time.

It’s also Sequence 4 for Lushuang, and it’s for a systematic review, but this is only because the extraordinary way she has practiced is to exert her strength in the later stage. If she reaches Sequence 6 in a few years, it is estimated that Eloi will not be able to beat it. She's gone.

The battle in the field continued. Although not as fierce as the previous ones, the two of them also showed their full strength.

The mighty thick sword wielded with a magnetic stance, swinging away Letis's magic wind blade, hitting it directly on the shoulder, and then bounced away by the bursting air pressure.

With the help of the airflow, Letis opened the distance from Isaiah again, and she had retreated to the corner without knowing it.

The cold stone wall felt very rough to the touch, as if it had been severely hit by a stone, and many small potholes could be felt. Letis, who was leaning on the wall, was panting, her golden hair scattered on her shoulders, and her white chest rose and fell. Fortunately, it is a dark underground, no one is onlookers, and the opponent is also a ruthless sub-machine, not caring about its beauty and temptation.

After all, my elder sister is a well-known big beauty. She has been together for a long time when she was a child, and she is also very resistant.

"Give up, I don't want to beat girls."

That's what I said, the sword in Isaiah's hand can't be half hesitated, and the fierce wind waving it constantly pushes Letis into the corner.

Letis has always claimed to be an educated eldest lady and rarely speaks foul language, but at the moment she really wants to curse, and in anger, another spiral wind blade swept over from the side, flying in a semi-circular arc. .

After several encounters between you and me, Letis also learned how to behave. The straight-flying wind sickle is too straightforward, and it is easy to be blocked and shot down by the person. It is better to use the spiral wind blade.

Unfortunately, the opponent is one step ahead of her.

Isaiah stomped on the ground with her right foot, shaking up the surrounding gravel and dust, and then her body was like a cheetah rushing out, she did not give Letis time to adjust the angle of the wind blade, and the big sword carried Qianjun. The momentum smashed down like a hammer, splitting the windshield in front of Letis, then the blade turned an angle and hit Letis's chest with the back of the sword.

The heavy wooden sword slammed Letis into the rock wall behind her like a hammer. There was a sharp pain in the bones of her shoulder. Letis slowly slid down against the wall, her sweat-soaked back leaning against the cold. Shibi made her feel an uncomfortable chill, and then severe pain came from all over her body, as if she was about to drown her consciousness.

"No. 82 wins, the battle is over." Then the referee pronounced the verdict from the sky.

"Sorry, I didn't control the intensity."

At this moment, Isaiah also felt that she had done something too much, and squatted down a little guilty, trying to comfort the young lady who was fighting.

Snapped--

A clear sound rang in the basement, and there was an anthurium print on the boy's face. .

"roll!"

Just one word expressed the indignation in the heart of the girl who was sitting on the ground.

"Sorry, I didn't mean it."

"Fuck there!" The girl started to sob slightly.

Isaiah was panicked at this time, and then there were constant apologies and insults in the basement. Letis felt that she had never said so many swear words in her entire life.

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Another underground battlefield, Eloi and Bumansha.

Wielding a long sledgehammer, Eloi felt the pulsation of the earth, and the full magic power flowed through the body, feeling that she had become a lot stronger.

"Can this big sister surrender? Eloi's hammer hurts a lot." Eloi made a lovely voice.

After speaking, she looked at the opponent opposite. She was dressed very ordinary and didn’t have any momentum on her body. She was like a girl from the neighbor’s who had just baked bread. There was no deterrent, but it made people feel a little friendly. , I really don't know how she made it to the end of the group stage. This time it was a crucial promotion match.

"This...I'm sorry, I want to try my limit." Bumansha said slightly distressed.

"I can't give up yet."

After speaking, she waved the wooden pole in her hand as if holding a broomstick for cleaning, and then the referee announced the start of the battle.

"Then there is no way, but Eloi will save a bit of effort, big sister don't worry."

Eloi, wearing a black and white bubble skirt, rushed over in small steps, preparing to seize the opponent's weapon, and then suppressed the sister next door to the ground and let her surrender.

But before she could get close, a slap came from behind, and the wooden pole hit her body, which made her stagger and almost couldn't stand steady. Bumansha in front of her did not know when she disappeared and appeared behind her.

"How is it possible." Eloi almost cried out in surprise~www.readwn.com~ and then the sledgehammer turned back and swept towards the opponent behind him.

pain.

The percussive pain from the wrist made the hand unable to help, and the sledgehammer was also picked up in the air, and then fell on the floor with a muffled sound, and then the wooden pole of the sledgehammer fell to the ground and bounced a few times. There was a lingering sound.

Eloi, who had nothing in her hand, was about to launch a stalagmite impact, and the ground under her feet began to shake again, but this time her opponent did not give her any chance.

The wooden pole hits the chest directly, making a dull sound, and the usually solid and golden body of protection seems to be empty in front of this small wooden pole. With a sulky breath held in her chest, Eloi opened her eyes wide, but Bumansha was missing from her vision at the moment. Immediately afterwards, there were two knocks on her calves, causing her to bend her legs and kneel down.

Finally, there was a crisp sound from the back of the head, and the brain lost consciousness and fainted directly on the floor.

"No. 385 won and the battle is over."

As a result, the talented Eloi even failed to enter the top sixteen.

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