Don't confiscate my citizenship

Electric light rolled in the dark clouds, and a white light flashed across the sky, illuminating the faces of everyone in the square.

"What are you afraid of? Have you forgotten what their strength is?!"

Kusai shouted to his companions who were showing signs of vigilance.

In just two days, the gap in hard power cannot be made up by momentum.

No matter how weird the opponent looks, it's enough to challenge them head-on as he did when he beat them twice the day before yesterday.

Hearing this, the fighters from Aloran Royal Academy quickly cheered up and exchanged firm looks with each other.

Which one is strong and which one is weak can be known at a glance!

At the same time, deafening thunder exploded, which was a kind of anger from the sky being released, rushing straight into people's hearts.

The thunder mingled with the fighting in the arena, the shouts and the clang of metal.

The battle breaks out suddenly!

A member of the Demon King's Army's special killing force rushed towards the nearest fighter, raised his sword high and slashed directly at the opponent's neck.

"!!"

The fighter reacted quickly, rolled his body over, and avoided the fatal blow in a cold sweat.

He immediately counterattacked, punching out and creating a wave of air.

But the opponent's heavy armor seemed to absorb most of the damage.

However.

What was wrong was that even though the other person had been hit, he remained motionless and stared at him sideways, as if he couldn't feel the pain.

The body looked even bigger under the heavy black armor. The corners of his mouth under the scarlet eyes actually curved, and he raised the heavy sword again, trying to split him in half.

Feeling something was extremely wrong, the Aloran fighter quickly did a backflip to get out of the way.

"Tsk, I saved your life."

Ikerite's fighter carried a heavy sword and said with a sneer.

The confrontations between several other fighters were similar. The five people on Icerita's side showed no signs of injury or pain, but they all aimed at killing each other, either by decapitating them or cutting their waists. Or simply want to use a broadsword to beat the opponent's head into pulp.

As a result, the fighters on Aloran's side were a little afraid to fight with them, and they all moved back and prepared to fight.

"You cowards, what do you have to be afraid of!"

Only the sixth-level Kusai was not afraid at all, and rushed forward, even more arrogantly cursing the companions who started to avoid the battle, and even had the momentum to fight the five opponents alone.

The remaining fighters from Aloran, thinking about the gap in physical strength between the two sides, gritted their teeth and suppressed their uneasiness, and rushed forward again.

With their reinforced iron bones and regenerative abilities, they won't be killed even if they are hit by heavy weapons. The opponent just looks scary!

Each swing of the serrated broadswords and great axes carries devastating power, creating a heart-stopping metallic clang whenever they hit their target.

Fighters rely on their speed and agility to fight back, trying to find the enemy's weak point.

I don't know if they didn't hit hard enough, or if the opponent really didn't feel pain. No matter how they hit, it seemed like they couldn't cause any effective damage to Icerita and the others!

On the contrary, every time they were struck by an axe, the severe pain and fainting sensation made them feel like they were dancing beside death.

The audience was shocked by this thrilling scene.

Is this really a fighting match?

Why do you feel like one party really wants to kill the other party?

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the fighters from the Aloran Kingdom still have a clear strength advantage.

However, the battle situation was one-sided, and the fighters on Aloran's side seemed to be brutally executed by the Demon King's killing troops on Icerita's side.

The scene became extremely bloody. They were aiming at each other's throat from the beginning, wanting to devour their opponents.

If I had to describe it, it was like a group of elites who had not yet left the campus met the regular demon army who had been on the battlefield.

Except for the strongest sixth-level fighter Kusai, who was one against five, the other four already had several terrifying wounds on their bodies, and their eyes were filled with fear.

The people on Icerita's side should have suffered considerable injuries, but they acted as if nothing happened. Their black barrier-like bodies seemed to not shake even before they died!

"It's really like a baby."

"You are just pigs, why have we ever been defeated by you?"

"Thank you Principal Lanqi for giving us a new life. This is the real fighting spirit we have been pursuing..."

Raindrops fell on the bodies of the fighters, vaporized by the temperature of their bodies and the heat generated during the battle, but this was not the passion for fighting, but the crazy killing arrogance after returning from hell.

It's hard to imagine what they went through in the past two days.

Gradually, the killing troops on Ikerita's side began to gain the upper hand. Their heavy swords and giant axes seemed to smash a big hole into the ground with every blow, even if the fighters led by Kusai tried hard. Counterattack, facing this life-changing style of play, they are increasingly struggling.

Only Kusai became more fierce as he fought, while the fighters beside him were hit by heavy swords and giant axes one by one, and were sent flying several meters away.

The atmosphere on the battlefield became increasingly cruel.

Every attack by the Demon King's special killing force seems to be carried out with the determination to destroy everything, and it quickly turns into an encirclement and suppression battle against Kusai.

"this……"

Noe's brain was shut down and he opened his mouth and looked at the battle field.

Why does he feel that something is very wrong with the team of fighters coached by Lan Qi? !

You call this friendly academic exchange?

"The Demon King's Army once again has the upper hand! This comes with madness and pain shielding, and the intensity is really too high."

Luvihir’s passionate commentary voice from the commentary box echoed throughout the entire arena.

"Ahem, it's the Icerite Academy representative team."

Another commentator beside her quickly corrected her.

"Oh, yes. In fact, from the side, it may be that Coach Lanqi's tactical arrangements are very good, but against the five executioners of the Demon King's Army, how do you let the fighters on the opposite side play."

"It's the Icerite Academy representative team."

"Well."

Luvihir seems to be talking smoothly.

When Icerita was mentioned several times in a row, he hesitated for a long time before calling out the proper name.

"Devil...Devil..."

"Icerita."

"Yes, Team Icerite, these guys... understand everything."

The students and people in the audience originally thought the painting style was a bit weird, but now they saw that the fight was lively and full of program effects, and they all cheered and cheered.

Amidst the bustle of people.

Thalia, whose hand was originally held by Hyperion, has now firmly grasped Hyperion's hand in turn.

She buried her head tightly, fearing that the people around her would notice that she knew Lan Qi and that she was similar to the beloved poet.

"Huberlian, why don't we go home."

Thalia suggested in a lowered voice.

"Tata, are you feeling unwell?"

Hyperion felt that Talia's palms were a little cold.

"I……"

Thalia didn't know how to explain it.

Hyperion still doesn't know that she is Hyperion's aunt, nor does she know that she is a demon.

Thalia even heard the students around her cheering for the Demon King's army, cheering.

This weird place made her feel like she was suffering every minute she stayed there.

She is a good, law-abiding citizen. She is not planning the Demon King's army's resuscitation operation, nor is she instigating Lan Qi to do these things...