“… …”

Hulim was stunned for a moment, and could only silently put away the weapon he had just taken out and leave the competition venue.

Then Fran and Ander came on stage.

Unlike the previous match that ended before the fight even started, this one was filled with tension, and of course, the tension mainly came from Fran...

"Fran, please give me some advice!"

Ender raised his sword.

"Hmph! I'm going to teach you a lesson, but get down right there—!"

"Wind Blade!"

As she spoke, Fran launched a sneak attack, which she had just learned from her instructor a few days ago.

When the green wind blade attacked Ander at an extremely fast speed, not only the students, but also many teachers turned pale.

This is no joke! If you're not careful, someone could die!

"Teacher Kunon! This is not good. If this continues, something bad might happen. Please stop them!"

Kunon looked at the teacher with a puzzled look on his face.

"Stop it? Why? I remember when we first started this course a year ago, we said it was a practical course, right?"

"What?! Mr. Kunon, you—!"

The teacher was very anxious.

"Teacher Collette, please stop Teacher Kunon. We can't let bloodshed happen in our school!"

Collette, who was watching the show with great interest, blinked and then said with a smile:

"I think what Mr. Kunon said is right~, isn't that what actual combat is like? If you don't use magic even when you have it, then it's not actual combat~!"

"Ah, Teacher Collette, even you—"

"Ahahaha~, don't worry~, don't worry, Teacher Kunon and I are here. We'll take action at the critical moment, and nothing will happen~!"

“You guys…Ah——!”

The anxious teacher sighed helplessly and could only choose to believe Collette's assurance.

While the teachers were arguing about this, Fran and Ender's fight did not stop.

Seeing the wind blade coming at him at high speed, Ander fell to the ground without thinking and rolled to the side.

The wind blade flew past his scalp.

After standing up, Ander was still a little frightened.

"Classmate Fran, did you want to kill me just now..."

"Tsk! Aren't you alive and well? If you really want to be killed, then don't hide!"

"You... are right. This is a real combat competition. I was too naive. I have to take it seriously."

"Ha, who's afraid of you? Get out of here!"

Because they couldn't use their own weapons in the competition and could only use training weapons, Fran simply used the training wooden sword as if it were a normal wand.

“Wind Blade—!”

The green wind blade gathered in front of Fran again.

"Don't think it will work a second time!"

“Fireball—!”

On the other side, Ander also cast a spell.

boom--!

The fireball and the wind blade collided in the air and exploded. The flames spreading from the explosion suddenly blocked the vision of the two people.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Ander quickly closed the distance between himself and Fran.

If they competed in magic alone, he and Fran might not be able to determine the winner, but in close combat, ten Frans would not be his match.

But Fran is not stupid, she is also aware of her weaknesses.

When their vision disappeared, she immediately recited the next spell and prepared it to attack as soon as Ander appeared.

call--!

On the right——!

“Wind Blade—!”

Ander's figure appeared on Fran's right and was approaching quickly, so she immediately activated the magic she had prepared.

"I've been waiting for you! Fireball!"

But Ender was not unprepared either. Just in case, he also prepared a fireball.

boom--!

The fireball and wind blade exploded in the air again. This time, because the two were close to each other, they were both directly affected by the flames.

This scene scared the students and many teachers watching it so much that they broke out in cold sweats.

"Teacher Collette, is it really necessary not to stop this?"

"No need, don't worry, it'll be fine~!"

Collette's answer was quite heartless, which made the other teachers feel suspicious.

How can this make people feel at ease?

The moment she saw Ander use the fireball at the same time, Fran knew that the situation was not good. She immediately ran around the edge of the competition venue, trying to keep a distance from Ander, while quickly reciting a new spell.

call--!

"Don't even think about running!"

A voice came from behind.

Fran looked back and saw that Ander had walked through the aftermath of the flames.

“Huh!? What’s wrong with you?! Oh no—!”

She was so surprised that the magic that she had prepared halfway was suddenly cancelled. Feeling regretful, Fran immediately recited the spell again.

However, it was this delay just now that caused her to miss the victory.

“Wind barrier—!”

“Too slow!”

Just before Fran's magic was about to be activated, Ander had already caught up with her and swept her sword across, knocking her to the ground, and the brewing magic light also became ineffective.

Ander breathed a sigh of relief, then stretched out his wooden sword and pointed it at Fran's neck.

"I won—!"

“… …”

The playground was quiet for a moment, and the next moment the students burst into cheers.

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