Is my sister a magical girl or a lily!

She couldn't help thinking, if she was strong enough to directly overthrow the Sanzenin family and even Tatsuya's enemies, would she be able to contain all the things that are happening now... But she can only think about it.

——When Lian Yan and Hongmei were present together, they didn't directly turn against each other at the Sanqianyuan meeting.

——Perhaps, the two most powerful seniors she knew could not defeat their enemies by violence.

Ya'er and Lian Hongmei have returned to Moyinping City, and they will communicate regularly.

Now all Yameng can do is to wait patiently while eliminating the witch.

Whether it's waiting for Homura's negotiation to have a result, or waiting for Tatsuya to regain his strength, she can only wait.

"Strength, can't solve everything?"

Turning her vision from her clenched fist to the sky, she was slightly lost in thought.

Today's weather is very good, the sky is bright and sunny, which is different from the overcast clouds that I feel psychologically.

Although the warmth brought by the sun was diluted by the chill brought by the gathering of the witches after the sun hit the surface, she still felt very comfortable being illuminated.

The comfort didn't last long, and a shadow did fall outside the window she was looking up at.

At first, she didn't pay much attention to it, thinking it was an airplane or something like me flying across the sky, until the shadow gradually turned into a human form.

——The upper and middle floors are not considered low, so who can cast shadows on their windows?

The brain began to think subconsciously, and at the same time as thinking, there was a commotion in the class.

Perhaps the rumors of the magical girl have spread, but few of the students have seen the magical girl with their own eyes.

Moreover, the growing shadow was somewhat beyond the image of a magical girl. She fell straight from a high altitude against the sun, wearing a black cloak, which was far from the legendary magical girl's gorgeous armor.

The only thing they have in common is the oppression that surpasses ordinary people. No student will think that they can jump from such a high height.

Pulling back his consciousness, Yameng moved instantly.

The other party was obviously coming towards her, the feeling of being locked by something teased her fighting nerves.

--coming!

The shadow expands to human size, and she prints directly onto the window pane.

The next moment, the intense flames and the pale golden magic power obscured the students' vision.

The bursting air wave shattered all the glass, and overturned all curious people's thoughts of peeping.

boom--!

Good

Like two heavy cannons colliding again, you can feel the impact denting the edge of the classroom.

There was nothing in the recessed place, whether it was the figure just now or their squad leader, they all disappeared into the air.

The fierce confrontation in the air has not stopped yet, fists and feet exchanged, and Yameng's glove frequently hit the opponent's glove. The all-metal wrapped thing is more like a handguard. Every time he fights with Yameng, the mechanism inside will shoot Like power and influence.

Ding ding ding, the bullet casings are constantly coming out of the opponent's gloves.

Just as the two of them flew away from the classroom, the impact of fist collision spread out.

"Who are you? Why did you attack me?"

"As expected of a senior, the reaction is so fast!"

Kacha-!

The sound of loading came before Yameng's eyes.

Then, the flaming magic cannon illuminated the trajectory of the conflict between the two.

Chapter 2 A drama is called a tragedy only when people take part in it ([-])

The battle happened so abruptly that Yameng found himself in a strange field when the magic cannon came to him.

The footsteps are not steadfast, and there is nowhere to rely on the air.

Yameng hasn't had a serious air battle since becoming a magical girl.

Facing the magic cannon suddenly fired by the opponent, he didn't know how to react for a while.

boom--!

The impact of the flames formed a Y shape in the air.

A pale golden hurricane gathers at the bifurcation of Y. At the critical moment, the beauty of the wind shield blocks the magic cannon.

But this can't change Yameng's unsteady feet. Even if she avoids the tragedy of being bombarded to the ground, she can only hold her in the air with the grace that can float.

"It's really embarrassing, senior, is the power you are so proud of only letting you float like a balloon?"

The unknown assailant looked very good at aerial combat.

Perhaps, she chose to fall from a high altitude to complete the attack at the beginning, because she calculated that it was impossible for Yameng to fight with her in the classroom, and she would definitely move the battlefield. Then she pulled Yameng into the air during the confrontation and established her own home field advantage.

The park in front of Mitakihara Middle School is under the two people's feet. If someone looks up at the sky in the park, they will see red lines forming a picture in the air. It is a sign of the crosshair, and the crosshair has been locked. The floating Asian dream.

"It seems that traditional magical girls are nothing special, you should be eliminated by history sooner or later!"

No need to observe the crosshair made of magic power, Yameng knows that he is locked.

Sure enough, as soon as the other party's voice fell, the metal-covered glove was thrown behind her, and the burst of flames drove her towards Yameng like a bullet out of the chamber.

The shell ejected from her gauntlet, and the second round was loaded.

That weird aim seemed to guide the trajectory of her charge. Even though Youyou was holding Yameng and drifted away from the initial position, the opponent still drew a red arc and swung her fist accurately in front of Yameng.

boom--!

This came down very fast, and Yameng, who could only borrow strength from Youyou, managed to return a punch, but was sent flying out in another roar.

Kacha-!

The attack was not over yet, and the strange quasi-intention followed like a shadow.

The bullet casings continued to pop out of the glove, and the third bullet was loaded. The opponent repeated the same trick, with a palm, and it exploded behind him.

Driven by the crosshair, the violent acceleration made her catch up with a smooth arc like a projectile attracted by a magnet.

boom--!

Two consecutive explosions created brilliant fireworks in the air.

Yameng was blown away for the second time, but she saw clearly the process of the opponent's glove ejecting the shell.

She finally figured it out, if she relied on magic power stimulation and instantaneous techniques to increase the power of boxing, then this guy relied on the all-metal gloves and constantly refilling bullets to send out bombardments.

Every time the crimson flame bursts out, it also carries the breath of magic power.

Yameng sniffed the burnt wound on her body, but noticed a little incongruity.

It seems that the raw material for the bullets filled into the opponent's glove is not the opponent's own magic power.

"What's the matter, senior? Did you beat me so hard that you couldn't fight back?!"

No matter what the other party borrowed

In order to complete the suppression of Yameng in the air, the opponent is always suppressing Yameng.

When the girl in the black cloak was loaded and charged again, Yameng could only throw away distracting thoughts and fight with her "heart".

"You are not an ordinary newborn magical girl, where did these equipment come from?"

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Once again, the girl who locked on Yameng filled the bullet and rushed to Yameng.

However, this time, she only captured the voice of Yameng remaining in the air.

The fist he swung didn't feel like he had hit the real object, and the fired bullets only hit the air.

She didn't have time to wonder why there was no enemy where the crosshair was aiming.

In the next moment, the crosshair suddenly shifted and locked on the position behind her.

"what?!"

The one who reluctantly fought back was now her.

She hurriedly filled the new bullet, but when she turned around to fire, Yameng's fist had come before her eyes.

The pale golden wind pressure instantly blew away the explosive flames. Even if the pulsation of the earth did not mix in, Yameng's boxing had already caught up with the power of her bullets, and she also tasted it. Feel the feeling of being kicked out in the air.

"You haven't answered my question, where did these equipment come from?"

"Why can you move in the air?! You shouldn't be able to fly!"

Interlaced languages ​​have no effect on interlaced battles.

Both of them questioned each other, but neither wanted to explain the other's problems in the fierce battle.

The unbelieving assailant locked Yameng again with her crosshairs, but when she fired the bullet, she finally saw Yameng's afterimage clearly.

She has checked all of Yameng's combat power information, and naturally knows that this is the visual residue caused by the rapidity after using the instant movement.

It's just that the data shows that this trick must be used to grasp the ground with its feet to play a full role. How did Yameng do it...

It turned out that there was a smiling figure behind the afterimage. Youyou clasped her hands together and made a lifting motion.

——Ah, yes, as long as there are stepping stones, it is indeed possible to move instantly in the air.

Such thoughts flashed through her mind.

However, Yameng, who disappeared, has appeared before her eyes.

She didn't even make a counterattack, but she already felt Yameng's fist hit the glove she blocked.

"Now, it's my turn!"

The collision of gloves and gloves is the first layer of impact.

Immediately afterwards, the light golden wind pressure completed the real power transmission of Shun Jin.

The thin air actually sags like the surface of water, like an invisible stone pillar being pressed into the water, the sag almost flattened the girl in the black cloak above the section, and then, with the roaring airflow, she was ejected viciously .

She didn't feel that she had blocked Yameng's attack at all, her body was flying in the air, and blood had already coughed out of her throat.

How can it be possible to hold back when you have the advantage?

Just now Yameng was treated as a ping pong ball and was beaten flying around in the air. Now, she wants to let the enemy try this treatment.

Youmei dissipated at the original position, and gathered behind Yameng through the light golden magic power.

She clasped her hands and placed them on the soles of Yameng's feet, while Yameng squatted on the beautiful hands, completing the preparatory action for lifting high jumps!

"Damn it! Traditional magical girls are amazing! Don't underestimate the price I paid for my power!"

Step down in an instant, and the hurricane steps up.

Yameng disappeared into the air with a "swoosh!", and the girl in the black cloak on the opposite side finally regained her center of gravity while shouting.

Without the relief of "pa——!", the fist hit Huanglong directly, but the screaming girl had already torn her cloak.

The fist hit her fragile body.

But when Yameng caught a glimpse of her exposed skin, she subconsciously withdrew her strength.

Even so, the wind pressure still left a huge dent under her chest, which was roughly restrained with cloth strips.

There is something on her chest that makes Yameng feel déjà vu.

The blood vessels of the tumor are connected to a red spar shaped like a seed of lamentation on the chest.

Yameng knew that she had seen something similar, which was embedded in Ya'er's chest, and it was the experimental product of the Sanqianyuan Group.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah! Feel our pain!"

The depression printed by the wind pressure did not shatter this thing.

On the contrary, the blow from the wind pressure brought out more dangerous items from her cloak.

At close range, Yameng finally saw clearly that the bullets she used to fill her gloves were also crystals similar to the seeds of lamentation.

All the crystals suddenly turned red amidst her mournful cry.