Although Darcy is only in the fourth grade, he may be one or two years older than Weilin, but he started school later.
After both sides stepped onto the stone platform, the final officially began.
The spear in Darcy's hand is about 3 meters long. The spear shaft is made of soaked green thick wood, which is made of countless slender and extraordinary wooden branches wrapped with fish glue silk thread. It is extremely tough and elastic, and can withstand high temperatures. Although it has no extraordinary effects, it also highlights its durability and strength.
When the battle began, Darcy rushed forward without saying a word, and the strong wind split the rocks.
The long spear was swung violently, and was pressed into a ferocious crescent by the speed and huge force. It crossed the hundreds of meters of the stadium in just a moment. The cold and elegant spear tip connected into a silver line, directly breaking the blood-red sword that Weilin blocked.
The spear tip broke, shattered steel flew everywhere, and penetrated Weilin's body, making several bloody holes. The long sword in Weilin's hand was also bent and twisted, and most of the inscriptions on it were destroyed.
Weilin then drew a blood trail of nearly a hundred meters on the stone platform before finally stopping.
"What a pity..." A teacher who was watching the scene sighed on the podium.
"Why do you say that? Are you saying that Weilin was careless?" asked the teacher from the Temple Academy nearby.
"It's a pity that Darcy's weapon is not very good, otherwise he would have won this time." The teacher shook his head and continued to watch the game on the stage.
"Cough..." Weilin spat out a mouthful of blood, then pulled herself up and quickly flipped, dodging the pursuing Darcy. Even with the broken tip, the spear still carved a long groove in the ground, sparks flying, and a sharp friction sound echoed across the field.
Weilin unleashed her own magic power once again, her pupils and long hair turned deep red, and she narrowly avoided Darcy's attacks many times. The sharp wind brought by the spear cut through her skin and long hair, leaving traces of blood and glow-red hair.
Because Darcy's movements were extremely powerful and fast, the students in the audience looked like they were watching a picture with extremely low frame rates, constantly flashing and reappearing, making people feel so depressed that they wanted to vomit. Even though they were so far away, the terrifying power and speed still loomed in their hearts like a dark mountain.
Gravel flew everywhere, the harsh sound of metal friction continued to ring out, and cracks began to spread on the stone platform. Many students gradually stopped talking and were attracted and immersed in the brutal battle on the stone platform.
Weilin grasped the twisted sword in both hands and slashed the spear fiercely. With a loud bang, the spear head broke off and flew away. The fiber branches in the spear body also scattered and pierced into Weilin's abdomen, leaving a bloody mess.
Darcy did not stop there, but turned the gun and stabbed Weilin's chest again with the slightly intact butt, preparing to pierce her heart.
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Weilin's teeth gnashed blood as she swung her sword with unexpected speed, striking the spear once more, splitting it in two along its fibers. Then, Darcy's rough hand grasped Weilin's right wrist, ready for close combat and to wrest the sword away.
Unfortunately, Weilin quickly loosened her right hand and held the sword with her left hand. She first leaned back and kicked away Darcy's other hand, then turned her body and used the sword to cut directly at her right hand to force Darcy to let go.
Faced with the sharp blade, Darcy had to let go, but he also pulled back, causing the sword to flash with a cold light. Weilin's right wrist was cut off by himself and fell to the ground, splashing blood.
After a brief escape, Weilin finally got rid of Darcy's suppression, kicked off the ground and flew into the air. Blood-red wings emerged behind her and then took her higher into the sky.
Darcy, who had no means of flying, was unable to do so and could only flip off the stone platform and use the magnificent stone pillars of the game to dodge Weilin's possible attack.
After Weilin flew high into the sky, her crimson magic burned more and more vigorously, and her entire hair fluttered like flames in the moonlight. Then she pressed her bleeding right wrist with her left hand, and with a burst of blood and flesh stirring, a new right hand grew out.
In order to cope with various difficult battles and dangerous environments, the Demon Sequence's self-healing speed has always been the fastest among all sequences, but it also has many side effects.
After her right wrist recovered, Weilin's face turned a little paler. She once again grasped the blood-red sword with both hands, closed her eyes slightly, slowly gathered strength, and then slowly raised the sword to the center of her head.
A flash of red lightning seemed to flash across the sky. Weilin opened her eyes, and the cold light of her sword swept across the stone platform below her. Then, the stone pillar below slowly slid away in all directions, revealing its smooth cross-section.
The huge rocks fell into Jingyue Lake, creating huge splashes of water. The stone pillars that were hundreds of meters high suddenly became a pile of rubble, piled up in the lake, with only a small part exposed above the water.
The students flocked to the stands to watch the scene below, and a certain instructor waved his hand, and six huge light screens appeared in front of the stands, reflecting the scene below.
In the pitch-black lake, a majestic figure stood on a pile of rocks, his clothes soaked through, revealing his hideously twisted muscles.
Weilin swung her sword again, the blades forming a cross and pressing downwards. Unfortunately, the attack from such a distance was easily dodged by Darcy. Then, Darcy raised her finger and gestured towards the sky in a provocative gesture.
A young man in a white robe in the stands looked at the red figure swooping down from the sky and sighed, "Weilin is too proud. Alas..."
"In fact, Weilin also knows that if she stays in the sky, she can only remain undefeated at best. It is too difficult to defeat Darcy by long-range attacks. Besides, the competition is not without time limit." A young girl next to the young man said. The two looked slightly similar, but this girl was more extraordinary and peerless.
"Lushuang, you don't understand...that senior sister Weilin is using life-or-death skills in the competition."
"So, is this the reason why you admitted defeat even though you had the upper hand, brother?" The girl next to him turned around and looked at her brother.
"Yes." The young man touched his sister's head and continued.
"For students from the East Continent like us, the ranking and honor within the academy are not that important. There's no need to fight for them to this extent."
"Besides, I've gradually come to realize during the battle that if Weilin truly unleashes all her might, I simply can't defeat her."
"However, this outburst is not without cost. Using the demonic magic to forcibly enhance her physical fitness and skill power will inevitably cause great damage. If it weren't for the school teachers who frequently treated her, and her wealthy family and various resources, this life-threatening fighting style would have killed her unexpectedly in a few years."
The walking trail looks at the small island in the lake, where red and gray collide back and forth, slowly expressing its own views.
"Excessive hardness can easily lead to breakage, and an arrogant dragon will regret it."
"But even so, if it's a battle of life and death, it will be you, brother, who will die." Lu Shuang stood beside her brother, her long hair slowly fluttering in the night sky, her eyes reflecting the red flames.
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