Andre swung the multi-section sword in his hand, sending out a flash of electric sparks in the air. There was a crisp sound in the air, and if you were close you could smell a burnt smell. It hit Nana and the sheep under her directly.
Because Nanna was lying on the sheep, she was hit on the shoulders and back. As the electric sparks flowed, she screamed in pain, but the sheep under her burst out with amazing strength, and its hooves knocked a small hole in the ground, and it slammed into Andre.
In an instant, the scene in front of Andre seemed to be distorted, as if the space was briefly compressed and then suddenly expanded. Before Andre could dodge, he was hit directly by the sheep.
The sheep leaped into the air, its curved horns, incredibly hard and slightly lowered, coming down like a hammer on Andre's chest, shattering his armor, tearing the fabric, and breaking his ribs.
A sharp pain and a sense of suffocation washed over Andre. He spat out blood, and the magic power within him dissipated, sending him flying. He felt dizzy and slammed to the ground. Before he could even get up, he was struck again. This happened three times before Andre was knocked off the field, landing in the icy lake below. Only then did he regain consciousness, and then pain shot through his body.
"Central School Nanna wins!"
The students in the audience watched the game end hastily before they had time to react.
“Amazing…”
"Is that really a sheep? I feel like it's even more powerful than a demon pig."
"Maybe some special breed?"
As everyone was talking, Nanna slowly slowed down the sheep, climbed down, and waved in the direction of her academy, followed by cheers.
The Central Campus rarely wins places in competitions due to its small number of staff and some natural disadvantages of the original sequence. This time, Nana has greatly added honor to the academy. Perhaps this year there will be more newcomers who want to be promoted to the Central Campus.
A student from Northern Tower College was silently looking at the complicated drawings in his hands in a corner. He raised his head and glanced at the competition field when he heard the discussions and exclamations of his classmates around him. Then he lowered his head to review and calculate some data on the drawings.
He wanted to get good grades in this year's assessment and be promoted to the fourth grade, so every minute counted.
"Jack, stop studying. It's like this all year round. It's rare to have a school-designated holiday to relax. I'm a little uneasy about you working so hard." The roommate next to him advised.
"Hmm..." Jack responded, but still didn't put down the pen in his hand.
"Forget it, don't bother with him. He will get tired sooner or later if he keeps doing this." said another classmate at the back.
"Why are you pretending? You're working so hard, as if we're all lazy and you want to show off how capable and hardworking you are." A soft voice sounded from the back of the class. If you looked closely, you couldn't tell who said it.
"Although hard work is a good thing, Jack is too obsessed." Some whispers of agreement were also heard from the back.
We finally have a relaxing holiday and everyone comes together to watch competitions and shows, but someone is studying there. Although this is personal freedom, it seems as if he is saying, I am studying hard, but you are having fun, how lazy you are.
This situation made some students watching the game feel a little uncomfortable. It was like playing games in a good mood turned into playing games with a guilty conscience. It was clearly vacation time, but you were sneaking away. Should I continue to enjoy the vacation, or participate in the competition?
The discussions in the class have not stopped yet, but a new competition has begun. In this way, the college competition is proceeding quickly, lasting for a short period of more than 3 minutes or a long period of 7-8 minutes.
Most of the time one side always wins, and truly evenly matched battles are rare.
As dusk gradually fell, the game gradually came to an end.
"Ling Xin, a third-year student at Tower Academy, will face Wei Lin, a fifth-year student at City Walled Academy." After the host made the announcement, there was a flurry of discussion from the audience.
"I didn't expect that a third-year student would make it to the quarterfinals this year."
"Last year, Ling Xin was known as the fastest student among the seven nations of Xuehua. As the saying goes, only speed can break everything. This is probably the reason."
"I wonder if this 'Speed of the West' can pull off a comeback against the strongest of the current Walled City Academy."
"It's a bit difficult. Weilin advanced to Sequence 6 last year, while Lingxin has only just reached Sequence 6 and is still unstable. I think she'll suffer this time. But next year, we can look forward to Lingxin's performance."
"It's a pity that Weilin will graduate this year. This competition will probably be their first and last time competing against each other."
"Okay, stop talking, the game is about to start."
The girl whom he had met several times in Hopeland appeared in Loran Hill's sight again. She was still wearing very cool clothes. Her upper body was a bra that only covered her chest, and her lower body was a purple short skirt. She held four copper rings in her hands, and there were also small copper rings on her wrists and ankles, as if she was here to dance.
But based on the previous battles, the audience did not think so. Although the cool outfit had extremely low defense, it also made it extremely flexible and agile in movement.
Compared to Lingxin's slender figure, Weilin was much more mature. She wore a black and red dress and held a crimson sword with intricate patterns in her hand. The sword casually swept through the air, leaving behind a series of red trails.
"The game begins!"
Both sides moved, and the purple and dark red instantly turned into afterimages and began to collide violently on the field. Some low-sequence students couldn't even see what was happening. They only saw bursts of sparks from metal clashing flashing all over the field, and occasionally glimpsed a hint of red and purple, but they disappeared upon closer inspection.
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