Chapter 454

The lion roar that erupted from its throat was steady and restrained.

With its right arm slightly withdrawn, it took the last step forward, and instantly recalled the posture of the wrestling eagle man hitting the wooden man, and combined it with the "Crazy Tiger Fist" of the Crazy Tiger, and blasted out its own lion fist!

Its punching trajectory was traceable, but the punching force was heavier and faster.

A memory that seemed to be rooted deep in the brain emerged quietly.

This made its punches faster, stronger, and more flexible.

It took only half a minute for the Crazy Tiger to go from calmly parrying at the beginning to barely blocking it, and finally completely losing.

The look between the eyebrows of the lion beast became brighter and brighter. At the end, it suddenly shouted, and blurted out: "Beast King Fist!"

In an instant, a lion-shaped energy wave was released from its right fist, which instantly penetrated the defense of the Crazy Tiger and blasted it back.

Unlike when the lion beast flew back, the Crazy Tiger's figure almost collapsed.

Its magic power has obviously reached its limit, and it seems that as long as a gust of wind blows, it will turn into a light spot and dissipate.

The Leomon, who blasted out the "Beast King Fist", has reached its peak in momentum, and the king's aura that was originally lacking has become more and more intense.

It stood there with its fist waving, and its lion's mane fluttered backwards, immersed in the afterglow of that punch.

...

The applause suddenly thundered.

...

"You won."

Mari raised the magic card with some envy and put the Berserker in the air back into the card.

Then she raised her hand and gave a thumbs up to Dark and Leomon.

"Very good."

"Thank you."

Dark nodded slightly and turned to look at Leomon.

The contest with Senior Sister Mary was not a real duel, and the Berserker obviously had a special move that had not been used.

But after experiencing this debut battle, Leomon has obviously grown by leaps and bounds.

Next, it should be able to better devote itself to the battle.

Dark reached out and took out two "Energy Potions", summoned them and threw them to Leomon.

After Leomon took two bottles of Energy Potions, he quickly recovered.

Only then did Dark look at the big screen again.

But he saw that he, who was originally ranked sixth, and Senior Sister Ma Li, who was ranked seventh, had fallen out of the top eight.

"There is still time."

He was not in a hurry. He stretched out his hand and grabbed the "Sword Sheath", and then whispered "Weaponization", and threw the "Sword Sheath" with his eyes closed again to Leomon.

Leomon raised his hand to catch the "Sword Sheath" and looked into the battlefield.

The audition melee was still going on fiercely.

Next, it was its home court.

...

Dark observed the audition melee for a full twenty minutes, and had already discovered that the third-year seniors were very restrained, and did not over-summon too strong magic elves, and rarely used those underworld ritual cards and spell cards.

The magic elves with the highest star rating, which are several six-star magic elves, are still within the second level.

And the five-star "Leomon" can already occupy a place among them.

What's more, it is equipped with a "holy sword"!

The brave and the holy sword are natural partners.

Leomon has never practiced swordsmanship, and its talent is also based on the existence of the "Beast King Fist" and tends to fight with bare hands.

But when holding the "Single Sword Sheath", it is as if it is an arm, as if something is pulling it...

Well, that's the "as if".

After all, the "Single Sword Sheath" is the weaponization of the magic elf, and it has consciousness.

And this consciousness is clearer and wiser than the consciousness before the holy sword was refined.

When Leomon entered the battlefield holding the "Single Sword Sheath", it was not alone, but the two advanced and retreated together.

In front of Leomon with an attack power of 3800, ordinary five-star magic elves can't survive the second sword.

What's more, there are many four-star magic elves in the field.

Leomon executed Dark's orders with a very high IQ, trying to stay on the edge and harvest the lives of four-star magic elves.

Avoid unnecessary conflicts.

When Demonmon executed this order, he was like a flying thief.

When Leomon executed this order, he was like a swordsman.

When it started working, Dark Dimon's points began to rise steadily again.

But Dark did not bet his chance of qualifying on Leomon.

After all, although Leomon is very strong, it is not as flexible as Demonmon.

It can neither fly nor use "instant transfer" to move the battlefield.

Once surrounded, it is likely to be dead.

Therefore, Dark has begun to prepare to summon the third magic elf-"Ditto" outside the venue.

Use a "Bliss III" to upgrade Ditto to four stars, and then "transform" into Winnie's "Ice Maiden".

Then only one move of "Blizzard Tornado" is enough to stabilize the ranking.

In short, the current goal is to qualify.

Although the third-year seniors seemed to enjoy the duel and the victory, Dark came with a purpose this time.

He wanted to get the "door card" that belonged to the winner.

In a formal way.

Rather than taking the back door.

…

The whole process of the game was not as smooth as he imagined.

The third minute of the game.

Leomon had just pulled Dark's ranking back to the eighth place, and a strong enemy appeared in front of it.

The shadow under its feet suddenly opened its mouth, then lifted itself up from the ground and sneered at it.

At that moment, Leomon, who had not had much experience in this kind of thing, was horrified and retreated subconsciously.

But the shadow extended from under its feet.

No matter how it moved, the shadow would follow it.

"Hehehe——"

The shadow's sneer became more and more ferocious.

This reminded Leomon of its "watcher ally" - "dream demon".

Of course, the little dream demon always sneaked out of the magic card unruly and wandered into other people's dreams to spread terror everywhere.

So its real "watcher ally" was only "meow meow".

And when Leomon thought of the dream demon, the fear in his heart disappeared inexplicably.

It stopped retreating, raised the "holy sword" in its hand, and calmly stabbed the shadow with a sword.

"Bang."

Before the tip of the sword touched, the shadow was unscrupulous.

After the tip of the sword touched it, it suddenly screamed, struggling desperately like a pigeon thrown into a frying pan.

The outline of the shadow was twisted wildly because of this.

Leomon's face became more and more calm.

He injected magic power into the "Single Sword Sheath".

With a systematic training method for recognizing and controlling magic power, Dark's magic elves have basically mastered the method of outputting magic power.

Leomon learned very well.

At that moment.

The "Single Sword Sheath" shone brightly!

...

"Ah——"

An extremely shrill scream suddenly came from Leomon's shadow.

Under the light of the "Holy Sword", the magic elf that had entered the shadow could no longer hold on, and escaped from Leomon's shadow as if burned by fire.

The black shadow rushed out and showed its true form five or six meters away from Leomon.

It turned out to be a ghost magic elf with a vague human shape.

At this time, both the teachers and students in the ring and the tens of thousands of spectators in the audience were attracted by the sudden bright light and piercing screams.

Even the players in the field were watching.

And the commentator in the commentary booth, Zach Wilson, finally found another focus of the commentary.

In fact, he also gave a guided commentary when Dark and Senior Mary were dueling.

But after that, the focus shifted to other players.

At this moment, Wilson returned to Leomon again, and suddenly found that he had missed a lot of things!

"That sword..."

The sword that can force the ghost magic elves with the "shadow" ability to cast a shadow will immediately make people think of "that".

But before it is confirmed, Wilson dare not say anything.

In fact, there are many weapons with similar abilities, and many magic props in the Holy Church have sacred effects.

But this does not prevent him from bragging about the sword.

"No, wait. Wasn't this sword always equipped on Devilmon?"

Wilson paused, and suddenly found a bright spot.

"Can anyone tell me why a dark-attributed demon can be equipped with such a sword that obviously has divine properties?"

Similar doubts spread like germs.

Students, professors, and audiences who have a basic understanding of the relevant knowledge suddenly became excited.

So much so that the voices of discussion almost caught up with the cheers of the rest of the audience.

And more and more people are paying attention to the battle on Leomon's side.

But many people actually only have a partial understanding.

Then they rely on their imagination to build their own framework, and then speculate on things they don't actually understand in their own framework.

So few people can explore something really useful.

At a very close distance.

After Witt Gold felt the breath of the "holy sword" more clearly, his doubts rose sharply.

He had never really seen the physical "holy sword", but only used the "holy sword spell" to create the "holy sword", so he couldn't be sure of his guess.

But this trace of doubt still took root deeply.