Fairy’s Box

"Arrogant!" Genevieve replaced his sword with both hands and waved the sword light again.

The fan-shaped plane composed of white light spanned hundreds of feet, and carved deep ravines on the wall of the duel arena, leaving a charred black after the high temperature, which was approaching Yale's waist and abdomen in the blink of an eye.

The eyes under the black knight's helmet, always looking forward, stood still like a humanoid fortress, suddenly opened his left hand, and volleyed towards the opponent's sword light.

Zi-!

The white light trembled and flickered and piled up in his hands, and the fan-faced sword light quickly collapsed in the undulating folds, leaving only the air ripples burned by the high temperature.

After the sword, only the steaming smoke was left on Yale's hand.

"It's coming!" The black knight arched his waist abruptly, and then, his entire figure was flooded out, and it was hard to describe what kind of speed it was. A white wave of airflow accompanied his extreme speed forward and stayed in the space.

The white knight took half a step with his left leg and slashed his sword into the air in front of him. After a heavy roar, the air flow was squeezed and dispersed by the violent force, and the sparks of the metal strings quickly disappeared.

It was a blurry shadow at first. After the air flow completely dissipated, the oppressive figure of the black knight appeared in the eyes of everyone with the movement of fencing with one hand.

"Oh? Blocked?" On Yale's calm face, with the sound of pulling leather, blue veins bulged one after another, and kept squirming and growing.

Genevieve snorted coldly, his face under the visor was already covered with blue veins, and he frantically poured vindictive energy into the hilt of the sword.

boom! The ground where the two were at a stalemate was filled with rubble, smoke and dust, and a knee-deep pit sank, and the spider silk-like cracks extended to dozens of feet away.

The black knight suppressed the opponent with one hand, and a circle of black flames rushed to the tip of his right fist, clenching tightly and slamming into the opponent's abdomen.

Boom! The moment before the black flame hit the white knight, their bodies disappeared at the same time, Genevieve hurriedly retreated with his sword, and Yale rushed after him.

The white figure swept all the way to the edge of the dueling arena, kicked the wall behind him suddenly, stopped the retreat, and the figure slid sideways like a spinning top.

boom! The black figure hit the wall with a punch, smashing the wall within ten feet to pieces, the shock wave spread out in a spherical shape, and then the right hand turned into a long and narrow chain sword, shooting at the direction of the white knight.

When - when - when!

Genevieve blocked them one by one without leakage, and his body suddenly shot up with condensed white light, rushing forward with lightning speed, staring at the distorted and blurred images in the white expanse, and lightning struck.

Yalei retracted the falcon sword, clenched his five fingers to make a punch, and the black flame formed a staring sphere of equal height, rushing forward, and then calmly exerting force on his legs, his body tore through the air, and rushed towards the direction of the sphere.

Bang! The white knight smashed the cannon with a sword, twisted his waist, and suddenly cut off the hilt of the sword that he held tightly in his hand. The powerful force accompanied by the sharp sword edge passed by the black knight.

呲——!

In the fire, there was a shallow scratch on the armor surface of Yale's waist, while the radial cracks on Genevieve's right shoulder were clearly visible.

The two turned around very quickly, carrying the surging air waves, and the figures overlapped again!

And at the moment on the auditorium

On the right side of the dean, a middle-aged lady wearing a black veil, watching the collision in the duel arena, closed her palms excitedly: "Oh, oh, I didn't expect that Genevieve was in an extreme situation. Disadvantage."

"Judging from the battle situation so far, this is indeed the case." On her right hand, a gloomy-looking old man said.

Dean Benedict crossed his fingers and hid his face in the shadow of his hands, his voice was indifferent and could not hear any emotion: "Unfortunately, all the efforts of that child will be in vain after Genevieve abandoned the sword. "

The middle-aged lady glanced at him in surprise, giggled, and then returned to the dueling arena.

After working together for so many years, she knew the character of this old guy very well, and her words changed from "young man" to "that child", so she must have recognized his potential.

"It's good, but unfortunately I chose the wrong opponent." She said to herself with a sigh.

Bang! The rubble shot in all directions like bullets, and a figure was embedded in a wall like a meteor, and was buried into a pile of mounds by the collapsed rubble.

Yale knocked Genevieve out again, but he didn't pursue the victory. He just put away his right fist and walked forward slowly: "What are you hiding? Why don't you use all your strength?"

From the beginning, he has been very strange. Although the strength shown by the other party is strong, it is obviously not worthy of the name... This guy, until now, is still hiding his strength!

swoosh swish...

Countless sword lights suddenly burst out from the pile of rubble, rolling up a magnificent and dazzling white thunderstorm. Before they could roar close, they were blasted away by the solid steel fighting qi of the black knight.

As Yale approached step by step, Genevieve silently raised the hilt of his sword, stopped the delivery of vindictive energy, and the blade of the saber reappeared in an instant.

The black knight's heavy pace quickly entered fifty steps. He did not lose his anxiety at all, but a mocking smile appeared on the corner of his lips: "Two years of hard work, I didn't expect it to be so worthless."

Genevieve threw the saber aside, palms facing the sky, and his hands spread out at his sides: "I've been using all my strength...but that's just the full strength of the arc sword in my hand."

Yale paused, his eyes fixed on the opponent's empty hands: "Oh? Now? What are you going to use?"

"Have you looked at the stars in the sky carefully?" The face under the white knight's mask had a bright smile, as if sinking into a beautiful memory: "I don't think any treasure in this world can compete with it."

Starting from under his feet, the white light spreads across the ground like mercury, spreading to the western half of the dueling arena, occupying half of the entire arena.

One by one dazzling white light **** quickly surfaced on the ground, and soon spread over half of the dueling arena, like a silver-gray sky covered with dazzling gems.

Genevieve's feet are like a miniature milky white galaxy, from the northwest corner, across the middle of the sky, and sloping down to the southeast.

"What the **** is this trick?" The black knight looked around vigilantly, these glowing spheres gave him a very dangerous feeling.

"My real stunt." Genevieve put his left hand on his waist with ease, and moved his right hand to his chest with a virtual grip. His gestures were full of confidence and tension.

With his standard slender body, doing this action really made the voices of many female audiences hoarse.

"Knowing that I'm serious, I'm still so arrogant in the same place. It seems that the arrogance between you and me is in the same place." The two people's eyes hit a certain point, as if to set the air on fire, the white knight Hold your right hand at the same time:

"Enjoy this rare beauty, Star Tide!"