The Rise of Light

The fireflies were in the air, and the fireflies were in the air.

Lin Qixuan grabbed the Judgment, which had transformed into a flaming sword, with one hand and swung it vigorously. A brilliant flaming sword energy flew towards Lan Mengyao and slashed at her.

Lan Mengyao widened her beautiful eyes and looked at the flaming sword energy in disbelief. She hurriedly pressed the black-framed glasses on her nose, and a mental barrier instantly opened to block the attack.

Li Pengfei and the other two in the rest area also widened their eyes. Facing Lin Qixuan's sudden fire ability, they all showed surprised expressions, especially Li Pengfei. He dreamed of having fire ability, but who knew that his good brother had it without saying anything. It was really bad.

Pei Hanqing regained control of his expression after a brief surprise, but his eyes showed a strong fighting spirit. Isn't this interesting?

At this time, the audience in the stands were in an uproar. Someone said in surprise: "Isn't Lin Qixuan a light-type? How can he use fire-type abilities!"

"Stupid, that's the power of runes. Did you watch the game carefully? Just now, Lin Qixuan was writing and drawing on his heavy sword. He must be carving runes!"

"Really? Haha, sorry, I was just looking at Lan Mengyao and didn't notice Lin Qixuan's little movements."

"..."

"This Lin Qixuan is really talented in runes. It hasn't even started yet, and he can use the power of runes."

"Tsk, he still has a good master. If my master is also Liu Siqing, he will definitely be able to do it!" A student of the rune department immediately said jealously.

"If you are capable, why doesn't Liu Siqing accept you as her disciple?"

"I... I didn't have the chance to show her. If I had the chance, what would Lin Qixuan have to do with me!"

"You're just being stubborn."

Zou Wenlong, who had been watching the game, frowned. He didn't expect Lin Qixuan to give him a big gift at the beginning of the game. The game that was originally a sure win had this unstable factor. Could it be that Lin Qixuan is his nemesis?

"Wenlong, what do you say? This Lin Qixuan can really hold back. He didn't show his rune power until now." He Ziming looked at his friend and said, this Lin Qixuan is really evil, and he always gives people surprises.

"Humph, he just used the power of rune transformation, and there must be energy loss in the middle. His level is originally 3 levels lower than Lan Mengyao. How much energy do you think he has to squander? As long as Lan Mengyao can keep steady, the victory of the game will definitely belong to her."

Zou Wenlong started to analyze stubbornly again. He Ziming nodded without comment and turned to continue watching the game.

Lan Mengyao on the field gradually recovered from her initial surprise. She looked at the faint lines on the judgment and thought that Lin Qixuan was using the power of the fire rune, so she came to the same conclusion as Zou Wenlong, that is, keep calm and don't waste time!

Her ability level is 3 levels higher than Lin Qixuan's. When he squanders all his energy, she can easily win the game!

Lin Qixuan is very happy now. He has not had the ability to attack from a distance for a long time. He wants to make up for it all at once today. He swings his sword tirelessly, like a perpetual motion machine.

He doesn't care about energy consumption. With dual energy sources, he can't judge energy storage by simple levels. In previous games, he mainly fought in close combat, and no one knew how rich his ability energy was.

And his newly acquired fire breathing method can also continuously absorb fire elements from the world to replenish himself. Competing with him in consumption is really like asking him to go to school. The turtle couldn't help laughing.

Lin Qixuan seemed to have turned into a fire swordsman. The fire sword energy hit the mental barrier densely and urgently, and soon cracks appeared on the mental barrier. Lan Mengyao had no choice but to allocate energy to repair it.

She was not idle either, and continued to release mental flying needles to attack Lin Qixuan. Lin Qixuan had to maintain the light of purification on the one hand and attack on the other. With this two-pronged approach, she believed that Lin Qixuan would soon be unable to hold on.

One minute, two minutes, three minutes...

Time passed little by little. With a golden halo of purifying light on his head and sword energy in his hands, Lin Qixuan showed no signs of fatigue. He was like playing the King of Fighters. He would output when he blocked the opponent, and would not stop until he took the opponent away with a set of tricks.

This made Lan Mengyao suffer. She looked at Lin Qixuan and said angrily: "How long will it take you?"

"Soon!"

Lin Qixuan, with his eyes closed, realized that the other party might have noticed it. In order to dispel the

Fang's doubts, he immediately slowed down his attack, panting and waving the judgment.

Lan Mengyao believed it and was delighted, 'Just wait and see, wait until your energy is drained, see how I deal with you! '

Being suppressed and beaten throughout the whole process, Lan Mengyao, who has always been arrogant, was so frustrated that she wanted to die. Even if Lin Qixuan was Yang Wanning's classmate, she would make Lin Qixuan pay the price.

Two more minutes passed, Lin Qixuan was already 'panting like a cow' at this time, but the movement of his hands did not stop, and Lan Mengyao's own energy had been consumed by more than half.

"Lin thief, do you dare to fight head-on? What kind of hero is it to bully female classmates like this!"

Li Pengfei in the rest area shouted loudly, and Lin Qixuan, who was still 'panting like a cow', looked at him fiercely. Is this traitor on his side? He must give him a good beating when he goes back.

Lan Mengyao finally realized that she had been fooled. Lin Qixuan's endless attacks were clearly intended to wear her down. It seemed that Lin Qixuan was not as sunny as he seemed on the surface, and he was full of bad intentions.

She couldn't wait any longer, and began to move quickly with her mental barrier. She didn't believe that Lin Qixuan, who had his eyes closed, could know her moving direction. When he opened his eyes, she would use illusion to defeat him in one fell swoop, and make him embarrassed.

Lan Mengyao kept changing her position. She thought she could get rid of the attack, but she found that Lin Qixuan's attack followed her like a shadow. No matter where she dodged, the sword energy chased her like it had eyes.

This made Lan Mengyao very angry. She looked at Lin Qixuan and said, "Do you have a third eye? Why do you hit me wherever I go?"

"Sorry... I can... listen to the sound... and determine the position..."

'You are still pretending! ’

Listening to Lin Qixuan who was still panting, Lan Mengyao was furious. Yang Wanning’s vision of people was problematic. This person was very sinister and hurt her and her little sister...

Yes, thinking of this, Lan Mengyao came up with a plan. Since you are the first day, don’t blame me for being the fifteenth! She looked at Lin Qixuan and shouted loudly:

"Lin Qixuan, I like you, be my boyfriend!"

As soon as these words came out, the originally lively stadium was silent, and the audience was all stunned.

"Huh?"

Lin Qixuan was also shocked by these words and immediately made a surprised sound, but his doubtful "huh" was heard by the audience as an affirmative "huh".

"Good job, Lin Qixuan!"

"Awesome, he got a girlfriend while playing a game, I envy him for his speed of love!"

"Xuan Shen, please accept my knees!"

The stadium suddenly burst into warm applause, and whistles sounded one after another.

But the boys who like Lan Mengyao felt that the sky had fallen. How could it turn out like this? They swore to never reconcile with Lin Mengyao for stealing his wife!

"Crack, crack..."

In the rest area, Pei Hanqing said with a puzzled look: "Did you hear any sound? Why do I feel something broke!"

"Maybe it's someone's fragile boyish heart!" Jinghui looked at the stupid Li Pengfei with a smile.

On the ring, listening to the booing audience, Lin Qixuan hurriedly opened his eyes. He wanted to ask Lan Mengyao what she was doing!

"I..."

Just after saying one word, Lin Qixuan saw Lan Mengyao showing a sly smile. An illusory Falun instantly appeared above her head, and her big eyes with black-framed glasses also lit up with pink light.

'It's over...'