Chapter 63

In the next two days, the group stage of the Rising Stars is about to come to an end. Since it was held in the underground battle room, the results and candidates were not announced to the public, and only some students knew the results themselves.

"The top 16 will be decided after the game is over today."

After class, Alena walked among several people and talked about it.

"Yes, it's a pity that I have been eliminated." Niya said regretfully, but she was not disappointed, because she still knew her own strength.

"It's up to Lorraine and Letis, you two should have made the cut."

"There's one last game tonight." Lettis stroked her hair, as if thinking about something.

"Emenas' classmates really are hiding dragons and crouching tigers."

"Haha, did Letis suffer too, didn't you say you wanted to win the championship?" Alena said jokingly.

"Better than some guy who doesn't even play."

After Ledis and Alena quarreled, they gradually separated on the road, and Loren Hill and Ledis went to different underground passages.

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The teaching hall, in the underground battle room.

In the dim light, the two teenagers were fighting fiercely on the ground. One has short dark red hair and uses two swords in his hands, while the other has gray-black broken hair and two triangular ears on his head.

After several confrontations, the two were temporarily separated. Rock clenched his swords tightly and breathed violently. Although the ground was very cool, his forehead and back were already soaked with sweat. It was only 7-8 minutes, but it was more intense and exhausting than a whole day of training in the past.

The opponent is a wolf-eared orc boy. Compared with himself, he can clearly feel that the opponent's moves are full of murderous aura. Although the opponent is similar in age to himself, he should really kill people. , is running to take their lives. In the face of such an enemy, one cannot relax in the slightest.

"It's really strange." The wolf-eared boy on the opposite side cocked his mouth with interest.

"Your style is obviously the assassin's route, to fight fast. But the moves are too peaceful, not harsh at all."

"Isn't it possible that you haven't even killed anyone, so you still want to be an assassin?" As he spoke, he threw the dagger in his hand, and after the crimson magic power was attached, the wooden dagger flashed with danger of light.

"Assassins also need legitimate reasons to kill." Rock shook his head, he had his own opinion.

"It's funny, it doesn't look like you were born of a nobleman, why are you so naive. It's really disgusting--"

The gray-black figure galloped waving daggers and daggers, like lightning in the dark night.

clang--

After the two swords collided, they trembled violently, and then one of them cracked and broke directly.

Rock abandoned the broken sword and blocked it with another sword. Then he made a fist with his right hand and swung it out heavily, hitting the opponent's chest directly, making a muffled groan. Not to be outdone, the other party directly kicked Rock in the abdomen and kicked it away.

After the two continued to confront each other a few times, Rock then held the wrist of the sword with his hand, and the two fought on the ground. Since the two are similar in strength, after losing their weapons, both sides can only rely on physical strength and endurance to fight.

A fist slammed hard on Rock's left face, shaking off countless tiny beads of sweat, causing his brain to lose his mind for a while. But after a short while, Roque also hit back, his fist slammed heavily on the opponent's eye socket, and the remaining eye was also swollen.

The two sides kept rolling on the ground, and after losing their former speed, they fought in the most simple way. You punched, and I punched each other. At such a close distance, no one can dodge, they can only bear it silently, then accumulate strength, and then punch the opponent.

Until the end, each other's blood was broken and they were dying.

Shaking his dizzy and painful head, Rock staggered into battle, while his opponent fell on his feet, unconscious.

Did you win?

His mind was still a little unclear. After a while, he heard the referee on the ceiling announce the victory, and it was only then that he fell down contentedly.

In another battle room, Lorraine played against Eidolon.

"It's Sister Lorraine."

Ye Ling was wearing a moon-white robe, with a bamboo shadow drawn by light ink on the dress, and her long twin ponytails hung down by her side, all the way to her waist. After seeing Roland Hill, she bowed obediently, and then her body slowly floated up.

"Ye Ling will go all out." After speaking, the silver pupils turned into pure red, and the air seemed to echo with the faint sound of dragon roars.

Roland Hill raised his head and looked at the flying night spirit. His hands were spread out, and long sleeves were under his nimble wrists. As the sleeves slowly waved, there were afterimages in the air.

These afterimages are like real objects, like a transparent glass city wall, advancing forward. If it is an ordinary student, I am afraid that they will be knocked out and injured. Ordinary animals are probably directly crushed into pieces.

Eidolon really looks down on me, Roland Hill thought to himself, it was a big move as soon as he came up, the transparent barrier in front of him quickly attacked, the air was compressed, and the air flow and whistling brought dust and gravel on the ground. Rolled far.

It doesn't seem to be able to hold back.

With such thoughts, Roland Hill closed his eyes and opened them again.

The long black hair was scattered into strands and swayed rapidly in the airflow, and the blood-red eyes were like a scarlet moon wandering in the dark night.

The blood-colored spear condensed in the air again, but this time it did not stop. The bright red magic seemed to be inexhaustible.

In general, they continue to gather in the air, and the last seven spears float in the air like blood crystals.

With the arm swung forward, the spear blasted forward with a buzzing sound, and a series of shattering sounds rang out. Before Ye Ling could make the next reaction, the spear that rushed in quickly broke through the barrier after barrier. He directly took the edge of his clothes, pointed it to the back, and nailed it to the wall, unable to move.

"I lost." Seeing the sharp spear blade falling on his shoulder, Ye Ling resolutely surrendered without any hesitation.

After that, the red crystal spear slowly dissipated, and Eidolon slowly fell from the air, and was caught by Roland Hill and held in his arms.

She buried her head in Roland Hill's arms and acted coquettishly, and her off-white twin ponytails swayed. After a while, she raised her head and said in a low voice.

"Sister Loran is amazing, but she has to pay for my clothes."

After she finished speaking, she also waved her sleeves and robes that were slightly torn. The sleeves, shoulders and waist were punched with small holes by the bombardment just now, revealing the delicate and tender skin inside.

"Okay, I really can't do anything about you, you probably did it on purpose." Roland Hill hugged Ye Ling, who was the same as his sister, and said comfortingly, doubting whether this little guy did it on purpose. Because some time ago, she heard from Roland Hill that she could make clothes, and she was very envious.

"It's done, Sister Lorraine."