Chapter 275 College Competition (4)
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Wei Lin moved forward rapidly, but Ling Xin turned around again, and a charred scar appeared on her back. Blood overflowed from the black wound and flowed on the white back. Wei Lin accelerated again, and her figure turned into a red light flashing across the arena, but only then did Ling Xin catch up.
The crimson magic continued to overflow, Wei Lin stood on the other side of the arena again, and only now did the audience see the tragic wound on her back.
"Hahahaha..." A slightly exaggerated laughter came from Wei Lin's mouth with a panting sound, her body seemed to be shaking, and the audience on the side began to discuss.
"Damn it, Wei Lin really got angry this time, I guess this game won't end well," said a freshman.
"What if you get angry, do you have to take care of the opponent's emotions in the competition?" Another student said suspiciously, a little disdainful.
"No, uh...you'll find out later." The student next to him pointed to the stage, and the scene changed again.
The long black hair turned red in an instant, and the pupils also changed from the usual tan to bright red.
Wei Lin's figure flashed away on the arena. The heart of the bell in the arena seemed to be brushed by a flame of lightning. A ring was directly snapped off, and her figure was also knocked several meters away before she flexibly turned and landed in the air.
At this time, Wei Lin appeared directly on the other side of the arena. The field with a diameter of 800 meters was crossed instantly, and a track of melting snow appeared on the field full of hoarfrost.
But it wasn't over yet. Another red mark crossed the wide arena, and Ling Xin was knocked flying again. This time, the two rings that were blocked in her hand were directly cut off, and blood flowed from Ling Xin's arm.
Wei Lin's figure reappeared on the other side of the arena, her entire body shrouded in bright red magical flames. She swung the sword again, like a flash of lightning, the cold sword edge swung, blood splashed on the field, the limbs were broken, steaming steam, and Ling Xin's wrist was directly cut off.
cough - vomit -
After rolling over a long distance on the ground, a pool of blood coughed up from Ling Xin's mouth, staining a large area of clothes and the ground. She grabbed her severed wrist and her limbs trembled.
But Wei Lin didn't stop there, the crimson figure turned around again, this time directly grabbed Suzuxin's neck, lifted it up, and pierced her abdomen with a sword, and the long blade pierced through Suzuxin's back. out, blood splashed.
Then Wei Lin supported Ling Xin's neck and let her kneel slowly on the ground before pulling out her sword, letting the blood flow and dyeing her dress red.
"Vaylin wins."
The referee's announcement was long overdue, but it wasn't her intention, but within the time she uttered these few words, Wei Lin had already done everything.
A golden angel phantom appeared over the arena, and pure white feathers fell from the void, gathered on Ling Xin's body, and kept closing and healing the wound. Then two angel Sequence 7 teachers flew directly and protected them with a spherical shape with golden lines. The hood wraps the bell, and then sends it to the special treatment site below.
And such a bloody scene finally awakened the freshmen. Even a peaceful and warm campus still cannot get rid of the cruel background of this world. And Emenas is after all a place to cultivate warriors and heroes, and it is destined not to be like a greenhouse, fully taking care of these delicate flowers.
Because the storm will come.
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Many first-year freshmen were very uncomfortable, and their faces turned pale, especially the hoarse cries of Ling Xin before leaving, which made people tremble with fear.
Just when the students were unsure, another round of competition began.
"Xing Liu, a fifth-year student of the High Tower Academy, against Ma Qi, a fifth-year student of Chengzhai College."
There was another round of high towers facing the fortress, and there was still blood left on the field, and two students were ready to go on the field.
A girl wearing a delicate black and blue dress appeared on the side of the arena, her crimson eyes blinked and looked at each other.
"You guys are so daring to treat my junior like this." Although her tone was not serious, it still made people feel the anger in it.
"This... It's true that Xiao Wei has gone too far." A green-haired girl with squinting eyes raised her skirt and apologized. The green top and light yellow skirt were blooming like flowers.
"Heh, is it enough to salute? I don't even say a formal apology." Xing Liu's eyes seemed to have flames burning. As the referee announced the start of the game, his body turned into a burst of particles, and then combined into a black dragon.
The pure black scales reflected bursts of golden light in the setting sun, the huge dragon eyes like ruby overlooked the audience, and the fang-filled mouth overflowed with flames, and the huge body almost occupied half of the playing field.
"This, I'm sorry, as a student of the Green Empire, it is absolutely not allowed to publicly apologize to the students of the Seven Kingdoms of Xuehua."
Maqi's orange wings like a butterfly appeared behind her, and then her figure slowly rose, one red and one green two gorgeous long swords in her hands, overflowing with light.
"Then pay with your life!"
The black dragon jumped into the air, the wings of the black scales spread out, and with the flapping, a huge wind sounded, and the scorching dazzling flame poured down from the top like molten iron, covering the entire arena. The figure was directly submerged by this torrent of flames.
The steam boiled, the molten fire overflowed, and the fire and white steam suddenly filled the entire venue, and the overflowing flames spread downward like the tears of a candle. Even with the dean's shield separated, the students can still feel the intense firelight
amazing heat.
Just when everyone was worried about whether Ma Qi could survive, several green lights shot out from the flames, and then seven Ma Qi wearing butterfly wings appeared in the air, each holding red and green double swords in their hands.
They flew extremely fast, and accompanied by the escaping emerald green magic power, they were like ribbons around the black dragon. On the red long sword, the inscription pattern circulated, flashing a dangerous light, and wounds were drawn on the dragon's body.
Black scales splashed, scorching dragon blood dripped into the lake, and bursts of white steam emerged.
Facing these flying butterflies, the black dragon's huge body was difficult to dodge, so it flew directly to the headspace, and the cold air swept the body, covering the pure black scales with a layer of white frost.
Due to chasing in the sky, all the speed is used upwards, and Maqi is also difficult to kill the giant dragon incarnated by Xingliu until it enters the 10,000-meter-high sky with wind and wind.
Just when the students below couldn't see what was going on above, a giant black shadow smashed down from the sky at high speed, like a comet, followed by seven emerald green figures, but it was difficult to catch up.
The heavy body of the dragon has a certain advantage in breaking the air resistance when falling, and although the butterfly wings are flexible, they are not comparable in tenacity and acceleration.
The black dragon fell directly into the lake, splashing water more than 100 meters high. Before Ma Qi could approach, a fiery scorching current spurted out from the bottom of the lake, sweeping across the sky, directly drowning the silhouettes of the three butterfly wings and turning them into black smoke .
The remaining four Maggies dodged in all directions, and then shot their emerald green swords into the lake. The lake water churned and rolled violently. One by one withered branches like tree roots spread on the bottom of the water, constantly entangling them, and tying the black dragon. Stay, just as the black dragon wanted to flap its wings and fly, the four Maqi gathered together again, and the four swords merged into one, chiseling on the top of the dragon's head like a blood-red iron drill.
The dragon screamed, blood scales sputtered, and the upward momentum also stopped, and then more vines rose from the lake, constantly wrapped around the dragon, and became thicker and thicker, dragging the black dragon into the water step by step.
At this time, the silhouettes of the four butterfly wings gathered in the air again.