I, the refined goblin, loaded the ultimate training system

And Yilin is only 19 years old this year.

After dodging multiple attacks in one breath, Yilin took advantage of Luka's temporary depletion of magic power and dodged forward again, waving her sword to launch an offensive.

Although her body's functions were greatly reduced due to the poisoning, with the blessing of the "Eye of True Enlightenment" and her high-level strength, Yilin still easily suppressed Luka and soon left a mark on him. Got several scars.

Luka barely used his staff to block a slash aimed at his neck, but Yilin punched him in the abdomen, almost causing a mouthful of blood to spurt out.

What a terrifying ability...

Feeling the severe pain in his abdomen, Luka knew that he could not continue like this.

He wanted to test how strong Yilin's "Eye of True Enlightenment" was, but now it seemed that he would die if he tried again.

Facing Yilin in this state, Luka felt as if he had encountered a scripted opponent while playing a game in his previous life. No matter what kind of attack he used, the opponent could react instantly and make the optimal solution. response.

So the question is, what should we do if we encounter such an opponent?

Of course her account was blocked!

"Skill capture card, activate!"

Luka yelled in his heart.

Seeing Luka standing still for no reason, Yilin was a little wary at first, but after observing through the "Eye of True Enlightenment" that he didn't make any move, Yilin immediately slashed at him with a sword.

it's over!

But in the next second, the extremely clear world in Yilin's mind suddenly disappeared, leaving only darkness.

Chapter 51 Give You a Chance

Immediately afterwards, a violent dizziness and pain erupted in her brain, so much so that Yilin couldn't even hold the sword that was slashing at Luka and flew away.

"Aaaaaaaaaaa!"

Erin felt as if her head was going to explode. Uncontrollably, she squatted down with her head in her arms and howled with a distorted expression, completely ignoring that she was still fighting.

Seeing this sudden change, everyone in the arena was dumbfounded. They didn't understand why Yilin, who had previously had the upper hand and was about to end the game, suddenly held her head and wailed.

Even Luka on the stage was a little confused at this time. Logically speaking, he just took away Yilin's skills and did not cause any harm to her, so why did he just make her like this.

However, this doubt did not last long. As memories about the "Eye of True Enlightenment" entered Luka's mind, he soon understood the reason why Irene became like this.

The "Skill Capture Card" rewarded by the system directly transferred the methods and techniques in Yilin's mind on how to use the "Eye of True Awareness" to her own mind.

According to the memory obtained by Luka, the essence of the "Eye of True Enlightenment" is to use special techniques to overload the brain in a short period of time to greatly enhance reaction and senses.

At this moment, Yilin was like driving on the highway, and suddenly all the knowledge, memory and even the feel of driving in her mind disappeared. She must have gone straight to the guardrail.

If her brain hadn't been tough enough, instead of holding her head and wailing, she might have turned into a drooling fool.

"To show such an ugly appearance..."

In the audience seat, the Marquis, who had always been expressionless, finally turned ugly after witnessing his daughter's embarrassment, and his right hand began to tremble uncontrollably.

He didn't know that Irene's memory was taken away by Luka, and he thought that his daughter was like this because of the backlash from excessive use of the "Eye of True Enlightenment".

It can obviously last for a long time in normal times, but something goes wrong at this time. What a useless waste!

"Hahahaha, there is such a reversal, what a wonderful game!"

The third prince next to him looked like he was having fun. Seeing Yilin howling in pain on the field, he clapped his hands and cheered, and the smile on his face was even wider than before.

"It's really interesting to be able to force the descendant of the sword master to the point where he can't hold the sword in his hand... no, the best goblin, right, Lord Marquis? Hahahahaha!"

"Yes, yes... Your Highness, please excuse me for a moment."

"No, I'm very happy today~ It's a rare show, Lord Marquis, you'd better accompany me to watch it~"

Listening to the almost mocking speech of the young man next to him, the Marquis' face became increasingly ugly. He stood up and wanted to leave, but was rejected by the prince, so he could only continue to sit in his seat. .

How could he stand watching his daughter being beaten into such a humiliating state in the ring?

……

"Although it's a bit unexpected, you saved me a lot of trouble..."

On the ring, facing Erin who had lost her ability to resist, Luka slowly walked over.

"You, you guy, what on earth did you do to me?!"

After holding her head and wailing for more than ten seconds, Yilin managed to recover a little bit. She endured the severe pain and glared at Luka and asked.

She didn't understand why the memory of the "Eye of True Enlightenment" in her mind suddenly disappeared completely, so that it was reversed into this state.

"It's simple, because it's impossible for a slave like you to resist his master." Luka walked up to Yilin with a wanton smile on his face.

"You, if you want to kill, just kill, don't talk such nonsense!"

Yilin gritted her teeth and glared at Luka, wishing she could rush forward and tear his face to pieces, but at this moment, her body had exhausted all the remaining energy to even punch.

At this point, even though she was unwilling to give up, she knew that she had no room for a comeback.But to abandon the pride of being a noble and surrender, and then become the slave of the dirty goblin in front of him, it would be better to die.

Erin has made up her mind to use her life to defend her last dignity as a member of the Lightsward family and a descendant of the Sword Master.

"It's impossible for me to surrender to you. If you want to take my life, just come right away!" Facing Luka who was walking towards her, Yilin slowly closed her eyes, stood up with support and opened her arms. It means letting him be killed.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk, you nobles really like to play this trick...self-impression tricks."

Luka looked at Yilin who had given up resistance in front of him, and shook his head as if he couldn't bear the poor performance.

Death is a luxury... I'll teach you a lesson today.

Just when everyone thought the game was over, Ruka suddenly turned his head and shouted to the referee.

"Can I make a request?"

"Ah...please say it." The referee was just about to declare Luka the winner when he suddenly heard such words and seemed a little at a loss.

"Actually, I was moved by Miss Yilin's fearless spirit. This will to defend the family's honor even if she is willing to die is much stronger than me, a guy who uses despicable means to win, so..."

Luka turned to look at Yilin and said in a seductive tone.

"In the next five minutes, I will not carry out a fatal attack on you. As long as you can persist for five minutes without begging me for mercy, how about you win this game?"

"Presumably for you who are aware of your own mortality, this is not difficult at all, right?"

"You... okay, if you have the guts, try it, bastard!"

After Yilin heard Luka's words, she was stunned for a second, and then she suddenly became excited, but she still had an expression of resentment on her face.

As long as you persist for 5 minutes without begging for mercy, the victory will be yours?I can hold on even for a few hours!

"She also agreed, do you think?" Luka looked at the referee again, staring at the opponent.

"Since both of you have agreed... Okay, but according to the rules of the arena, you are not allowed to perform profane behavior towards her." The referee nodded in agreement, but still added.

The so-called blasphemous rules, to put it bluntly, mean that you cannot force certain actions after the opponent loses the ability to fight.

This kind of thing has happened before in the arena, not only between players of the opposite sex and the same sex, but there have even been situations where Warcraft fights against players or players take the initiative to fight against Warcraft...

Although some viewers liked it very much, it went too far and was later banned.

"Of course not." Luka smiled slightly when he heard this.

Treating Yilin in that way in front of thousands of people... He still couldn't do such a thing.

Chapter 52

But the next thing to do will indeed be more exciting - for Erin.

"There are only 5 minutes, and it's still very disadvantageous for me... Then I'll start." Luka walked up to Yilin and licked it, then threw the staff in his hand under her surprised eyes. Arrived aside.

What does this mean, you are not even going to use magic?

Erin looked at Luka's actions and felt that the other party was deliberately humiliating her.

"Although you have a bad temper, you still look pretty good-looking with your stubborn face. I hope you can show it a few more times in the future so that I can be more interested."

Since the nature of the battle had changed at this time, Luka's words became more and more outrageous, and then he slowly took out his secret weapon - a black leather whip - from his clothes.

whip?

When everyone in the arena saw what Luka had taken out, they were once again in a state of confusion and began to discuss heatedly.The beautiful young man sitting next to the Marquis laughed so hard that he covered his stomach with his hands and even burst into tears.

"The whip...is it actually a whip? Hahahahahahaha, no, this goblin is so talented! I must meet him later!"

And Orianna, who was also in a corner of the spectator seats, saw Luka take out the long and powerful thing that made her scream unforgettable every night. She couldn't help but tremble, and her lower body secretly shed blood. Some tears of disappointment.

No one knows better than her how powerful this whip is.

"To actually use this kind of thing against me..."

Looking at the whip that Luka took out, Yilin only felt angry and annoyed.

She originally thought that Luka was going to use some magic to make her surrender, but she didn't expect that it was something that couldn't even be called a weapon.

This kind of whip is probably not even as good as the pointer that my teacher used to teach me when I made a mistake in sword practice when I was a child, not to mention that I still have a layer of armor on my body.

Even if I fight for a whole day, I won't be able to say a word of pain out of my mouth!

"I'm coming, get ready~" Luka said with a smile, then slowly raised the whip and swung it towards Erin at a seemingly very slow speed.

In the eyes of some aristocratic spectators, the speed with which Luka swung the whip was not even as strong as the force with which he whipped the slave girl on weekdays.

"Based on this kind of thing, do you think I-"

A look of disdain appeared on Yilin's face, and she didn't even reach out to block, but chose to directly resist the weak whip.

However, the next second, Erin regretted it.

As the seemingly light and weak whip struck the breastplate, an indescribable and indescribable pleasure flooded into her mind, even overpowering the severe headache.

"Hmm~ah——"

Feeling the feeling coming from her chest, Yilin couldn't help but let out a gasp, staggered and almost fell down.

What's the situation?

The spectators in the arena were already beginning to wonder if they were living in a dream. First, they witnessed Yilin, a descendant of the Sword Master, being inexplicably defeated by this half-blood goblin, and now she was actually whipped by the opponent. Called out?

And judging from the sound, it was not a sound caused by pain, but more like a sound made by a woman in some kind of mini-game.

How could this be? !

After reacting, Yi Lin looked down at her chest in disbelief.

The feeling just now was as if I was not wearing armor at all and was directly hit on the chest with a whip - and my body seemed to be more than ten times more sensitive than usual!

"Oh my god, why did you call me Miss Yilin for the first time? This is not okay. Didn't you just say that it doesn't matter even if you die?" Luka continued to look at Yilin with a playful smile. He came closer and started a new round of beating with the whip in his hand.

"Damn it!" Yilin gritted her teeth and cursed, but she didn't dare to carry it anymore, and instead raised her hands to resist.

Although I don’t know what method Luka used, as long as he can persist for 5 minutes, everything will be over.

Hold on, must hold on——

"Oh oh oh oh oh oh -"

Before Erin could fully make up her mind, Luka's whip whipped out instantly, and this time not only was it much faster than before, but it was whipped five times in a row!

The feeling that was several times stronger than before instantly destroyed Yilin's psychological defense. Unable to bear it anymore, she showed an expression like a female dolphin in front of thousands of people. Her body was twitching and she rolled her eyes with tears. It flowed down together with the saliva.

But this time, her gasping sound was even louder, loud enough for everyone present to hear clearly.

Naturally, this also included the Marquis of Letswold, who was sitting in the spectator seats.

At this moment, the Marquis's expression was almost distorted, and he looked at the stage as if he wanted to rush forward and kill someone immediately.

But his eyes were not looking at Luka, but focused on his daughter Irene.

Even if he was defeated by a lowly goblin...he was whipped out in such an ugly and lowly manner, in front of thousands of people.

The Marquis didn't dare to think about how much the family's reputation would be damaged after today.

"Even if it's a good show, it's a little too much... But Marquis Ni is right. In a sense, Irene is indeed very suitable as a wife~"

At this point, the handsome young man who had always maintained a theater-going attitude had restrained himself a bit - if he really made the popular Marquis next to him too cruel, it would be hard for him to explain himself.

"However, it seems that this talent should not be displayed here, especially if she wants to be a princess..."

"I see……"

The Marquis tried to adjust his breathing to calm himself down.