Surprised me into a goddess of light

However, at the moment when Sylve's right hand gathered the magic power, stimulated by the magic power, a deep red and ancient rune appeared in her palm, flickering for a moment.

This is the 'slave master must die' rune carved by Rose just now.

She couldn't see it herself, but Christine could see it clearly.

He seemed to recognize this rune, his expression was slightly surprised, and his narrowed eyes opened slightly for a second.

At this second, Christine's slashing movement suddenly stopped, as if the magic had not been constructed, the powerful and sharp Thunder Spear dissipated automatically.

boom!

The thunderball hit Christine, enveloping him in a cloud of lightning.

"Oh my, it's so numb."

Christine jumped up exaggeratedly, slapping the tiny electric arcs on her body.

He took two steps back, and said to Sylph, who hadn't figured out the situation, and the referee in the distance, "I lost."

Sylph was already ready to lose points, and she was taken aback when she heard this sentence.

In the eyes of her and the people around her, it seemed that there was something wrong with Christine's magic circuit just now. After all, the magic circuit of No. 44 Thunder Magic is quite complicated, and it is normal to make instant mistakes.

However, the hastily cast first-order thunder ball technique shouldn't be able to knock this guy out of combat effectiveness.

Judging by Christine's appearance, there are no lightning scars on her body at all, and her school uniform is not even wrinkled.

The referee frowned and said, "Christine, are you sure you will admit defeat?"

Apparently, even the referee felt that Christine was 'giving up' rather than being beaten.

Christine stretched out both hands, drooped them again, and said, "I'm sorry, the instant magic was interrupted just now, and I can't use magic with both hands for the time being, so I can only admit defeat."

The referee didn't bother to care about Christine's poor acting skills and directly gave him a negative sentence.

There was a burst of boos from the audience, and there was a lot of cheers. Many people like to hear that someone like Christine who doesn't value grades loses.

Sylph saw her points increase, currently 6 wins and 1 loss, with 5 points. Correspondingly, Christine should have lost 7 games in a row, with -7 points.

Having lost so many times in a row, this squinting eye should have no hope of advancing.

Sylph thought as she walked off the ring amidst cheers.

She saw Sean yelling in the cheering crowd with excitement on his face, he was happier that Sylph could win than he himself won.

"Sylph, you won again! Even Christine was defeated by you, and you will definitely be able to advance to the top 500! Take a look at your opponent in the next round, let's study the strategy."

Sean looked at the beautiful elf girl walking in front of him, his face was flushed, and he didn't know whether he was over-excited or nervous, so he asked Silph to turn on the magic message machine.

Suddenly, Sylph hesitated a bit about killing him.

After all, so far, Sean has not done anything to hurt himself, but has helped a lot.

If it was Henry who hated her so much, Sylph would have liked to kill him with runes on the spot in public, even if they died together afterwards, but for Sean...

Sylph couldn't help thinking that if she could only destroy the slave contract, she could actually choose to let Sean go.

But this was something she couldn't do. After all, the name of the rune was 'Slave Master Must Die'.

Forget it, didn't this guy voluntarily sign his name on the slave owner's contract?

For the freedom she desires, she must destroy all obstacles!

Sylph's eyes gradually became firmer.

359

The eighth round of the eighth knockout round, the stage at No. 72, the first square of the first grade.

The crowd in the audience was turbulent, and almost half of the students in the square were gathered towards this side, and only one person in the first year of the Tianqi Academy could create this kind of formation.

"Ah, it's Eve."

"I remember that in the knockout round, students from the whole academy were randomly selected. Why is my opponent a classmate?"

Christine did not stare intently at the beautiful silver-haired girl a few meters away like everyone else, but looked up at the sky helplessly.

I checked the battle information again, and asked strangely: "Christine, your points are -7 points?"

Christine said: "Yeah, it's only 7 games lost, it's normal."

"If I remember correctly, the knockout rounds have only lasted 7 games so far. You have lost all of them."

Christine shrugged and said: "No way, who made us too weak, of course we can't win 7 games in a row like Eve, it seems that you are going to go all out to win 45 games in a row and qualify for the first place Woolen cloth."

The referee was about to ring the bell, but neither of the two people on the ring raised their defenses and prepared to fight.

I said: "Don't pretend, Christine, I know that with your strength, you will definitely not lose 7 games in a row... May I ask, do you still plan to participate in the follow-up second and third stages of the competition?"

Christine said: "Of course I have to participate. Mr. Samuel gave me a death order."

I thought about it, and said in a voice that only the two people on the stage could hear: "Then I will admit defeat in this round."

"what?"

Christine was taken aback and looked at me slightly surprised.

I whispered: "I have won seven games in a row. As long as I play normally, I can get the top 500 in this round no matter whether I win or lose, and I will definitely qualify. And your -7 points, whether it is a deliberate losing streak or something Unexpectedly, it will be very difficult to qualify for the next stage, you must ensure that you only lose a few games, or even win all of them in a row to have hope."

"Besides, you deliberately lost to me once last semester. I admit defeat this time, and I can count it as a favor for you."

Strictly speaking, last semester he conceded defeat to me in the semi-finals of the Magic Contest, and this time I am just a small game that does not affect the follow-up competition. , I just want to help him a little now.

Anyway, winning all 45 games will not give you extra points for the second and third stages, and if you encounter someone like Rubis, Shatia, and Xiao Ye, no one can guarantee a complete victory, and it is acceptable to give Christine one point.

Just when I was ready and decided to admit defeat when the bell rang, I heard Christine chuckle lightly and say, "Hey, classmate Eve, you don't think much of me when you talk to yourself like this." ?”

He squinted his eyes and said with a smile: "Do you think that if you don't admit defeat and compete for your real strength, I will lose your point?"

I glanced at him, and said in a slightly mocking tone: "Competing for real strength? If you are really strong, why did you lose 7 games in a row?"

Christine raised her eyebrows slightly, and said, "You don't think I lose because I can't beat you? Since that's the case..."

The smile on his fox-like face gradually faded, and he said in a frivolous tone, "Then I'll show you my true strength~"

Christine's posture remained the same, but suddenly, an extremely vigorous, sharp, sharp, and ready to tear everything rose from him, which made me feel like I was facing Xiaoye's third-level sword intent, even stronger than her sword. The meaning is sharper.

Momentum, killing intent, coercion, etc., were illusory in the previous life, but in Noah's world, they are a kind of 'momentum' that actually exists, just like the 'overlord color' of a certain sea animation.

The real strong can suppress and frighten the weak to the point of immobilization only by relying on the "potential" accumulated over the years, and even directly kill weaker ordinary lives.

At this moment, in my perception, Christine's 'power' is extremely powerful, and she is not like a chant magician, but a fierce high-level warrior profession, as arrogant and unstoppable as Rubis. Rivalry, completely inconsistent with Kristen's usual lazy image.

This squinting eye is really hiding his strength. Could it be that he is like Xiao Ye who cultivates both magic and martial arts, and his natal career is not a magician?But warriors, swordsmen, assassins and the like?

From this point of view, I really may not be his opponent.

My expression was slightly trembling, and I subconsciously mobilized the elements to prepare for being attacked.

Since Christine wants to fight, I will naturally accompany him. Whether he wins or loses depends on his ability.

Jingle~

When the battle bell rang, Christine slowly raised his right hand, as if it was some kind of trick.

I stared at him, surrounded by six-color rays of light, surging six-series elements, and all kinds of boost, defense, and counterattack magic were ready to go, but suddenly I heard a familiar sentence.

"I surrender."

Christine smiled and raised her right hand, looking at the off-court referee.

If the silver-haired girl had conceded, the referee would have repeatedly asked for confirmation, but Christine squinted, and the referee didn't take a second look, and entered the information of his conceding into the Tianqi battle system in a few seconds.

The audience was silent for a second, and cheers erupted immediately. The audience was expecting Goddess Eve to win. As for her opponent, as long as she lost, no matter how she lost, it didn't matter if she couldn't pass the line in the end.

It's better to admit defeat, which shows that he has self-knowledge, so as to avoid hurting the goddess, and even wasting a little bit of the power of the goddess' fireball is a sin.

Winning 8 games in a row, my Moxun machine page immediately refreshed the game information: [Helen Eve, Class 8 of the Light Department, points: [-] points]

And Christine's stats are: [Christine Karavasos, Class 8 of the Light Department, points -[-] points]

I looked at Christine puzzled: "Why did you admit defeat, don't you want to advance?"

If he was unwilling to reveal his strength in the final competition last time, I can still understand, but this time I clearly told him that I can admit defeat, and he can get a point without any effort as long as he nods in agreement. Give in to me?

Christine said casually: "It's such a wonderful thing to be promoted to 45 games. I don't want to be the only stumbling block on Eve's road to victory."

I said speechlessly, "Even if I don't lose to you, I might not be able to win completely, but with such a losing streak, it is almost impossible to advance."

"Why is it impossible?"

Christine stretched out her hands and gestured for the number 2 and the number 9 respectively.

"29 points."

He smiled lightly and said, "I calculated that if you want to advance to the top 500 in the knockout round, you only need to score 29 points."

It suddenly occurred to me that this guy is actually good at mathematics. He seems to be the second student in the mathematics department, second only to me who was the first student in the school. It is normal to use probability density functions, normal distributions, etc. to calculate approximate scores.

Christine continued: "My current score is -8 points, and there are 37 games left. As long as I win the next 37 games, I will be able to qualify with 29 points."

'As long as' 37 wins?

This 'as long as' is too extreme.

I said, "Victory streak depends on luck, what if you meet Rubis?"

Christine said: "Just call him. He's neither my classmate nor a beautiful girl. I won't feel sorry for him. Besides, my luck shouldn't be so bad. I'll meet the number one in my grade..."

He paused, and complained, "It's really not very lucky for me to meet two classmates in a row."

360

There is no night with a sword, girls' villa, Sylph's private meditation room of thunder element.

The private meditation room is one of the high-level benefits preset by the Academy of Magic for students of various departments. There is a special magic circle to gather elements, which can increase the concentration of specific elements and enhance the effect of meditation. However, since regular payment of gold coins is required to apply for use, it is generally a standard configuration for nobles. .

As a slave, Sylph did not have the qualifications of a villa or a meditation room, but her former master, Joseph Henry, specially set up a private meditation room for her to facilitate her own practice and play with Sylph.

This high-level meditation place, which is envied by ordinary students, has too many shame, hatred, and unsightly memories for Silfe.

In the meditation room at this moment, only Sylph and Sean were sitting on the big bed together, meditating face to face.

Sean is very strange, it is obviously a meditation practice room, why is there a big bed in the center of the element gathering array?Could it be that when you are tired from meditation, you just go to sleep?Wake up and continue to practice?

No wonder Xierfu is so powerful, it turns out that she usually cultivates so hard...

The meditation lasted for more than an hour. Silfe closed her eyes and could clearly feel that Sean on the opposite side did not enter the meditation state at all, but opened her eyes from time to time to peek at herself.

Silf suddenly said, "Mr. Sean, let me massage your shoulders."

Unlike the previous Henry, Sean didn't ask Sylph to address his master, and often emphasized calling him by his name, but Sylph would still add honorifics.

"What massage? No need, you'd better meditate quickly."

Sean opened his eyes and glanced at Sylph, who had a calm expression. His expression was slightly startled, and his face was flushed.

He always felt that his peeking at the other party was exposed, but there was no way, who made Silfe almost only wear underwear now, a layer of light gauze could not conceal the uneven and slim figure, the delicate collarbone and slender waist Limbs, as if deliberately tempting yourself.

According to Silve, reducing the body cover can absorb elements more effectively through meditation. With the knowledge level of Sean, a scumbag, I don't know if it is true or not.

All he knew was that Sylph had a wonderful figure.

It's hard to imagine that such a slender body can have such a surging mind, which makes people marvel at how beautiful the curves of the body can be.

This leg is really big, ah no, it's really white, it's not right...

Sean's mind was a little dizzy. He looked at the elf Silph who reflected the gorgeous colors under the baptism of pale golden lights, and felt that the legendary original elf saint who was pure and transcendent was nothing more than that.

"It's okay, I'm very skilled and won't disturb your meditation."

The elf Silph stood up slowly, and before Sean refused, she came behind him, leaned forward, and put her hands on his shoulders.

In the palm of her right hand, the magic power quietly gathered, and the crimson 'slave master must die' rune gradually appeared.

With Joseph Sean's level of magic, it is impossible to detect Silve's movements. If Silfe uses runes at this moment, he is definitely a dead word.

But at such a perfect timing, Sylph didn't make a move.

She originally wanted to create a good environment where she could do anything and lure out the evil desire in Sean's heart. Once he dared to violate her or use a slave contract to order herself, then she would not feel any guilt. kill each other.

But what she couldn't understand was that Sean was absolutely attracted to her. Whether it was his usual behavior or the sneak peek just now, he showed his strong liking, but there was no evil in his eyes.

It can only be regarded as appreciation, not even coveting, and there is even a trace of reverence and praise that Sylve cannot understand.

She waited for more than an hour, but she didn't wait for Sean to make any deviant behavior.

Sylph didn't know whether to be depressed or happy, and pinched Sean's shoulder for a while when his face was blushing and his heart was beating, but he never activated the rune.