Chapter 225: Talia was forced to regain the glory of the demon clan
Lightning flashed in the dark clouds, and a white light streaked across the sky, illuminating the faces of everyone in the square.
"What are you afraid of? Have you forgotten how powerful they are?!"
Kusai shouted to his companions who were showing signs of vigilance.
It's only been two days, and the gap in hard power can never be made up by momentum.
No matter how weird the opponent looks, it is enough to fight them head-on like the two times we beat them the day before yesterday.
Hearing this, the fighters of the Alolan Royal Academy quickly cheered up and exchanged firm glances with each other.
It was easy to tell who was stronger and who was weaker! At the same time, deafening thunder roared, like the anger of the sky being released, rushing straight into people's hearts.
The thunder blended with the sounds of fighting, shouting, and the clanging of metal in the arena.
The battle broke out suddenly!
A member of the Demon King's army's special massacre unit rushed towards the nearest fighter, raised his heavy sword high and chopped it directly at the opponent's neck.
"!!"
The fighter reacted quickly, rolled his body sideways, and dodged the fatal blow in a cold sweat.
He immediately counterattacked, punching out and creating a gust 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 party was hit, he stood still and stared at him sideways, as if he didn't feel any pain.
That body seemed even larger under the pitch-black heavy armor, and the corners of the mouth under the scarlet eyes actually curved up. He raised the heavy sword again, wanting to split him in half vertically.
Feeling something was extremely wrong, the Alolan fighter quickly did a backflip to distance himself.
"Tsk, you saved your life."
The Ikerit fighter sneered as he carried his heavy sword.
The fights between the other fighters were similar. The five men on Ikerit's side showed no reaction at all, whether they were injured or in pain, but they all attacked with the intention of taking the opponent's life, either by beheading or chopping off the waist, or simply trying to smash the opponent's head into a pulp with their broadswords.
As a result, the fighters on Yalolan's side were a little afraid to fight them head-on, and they all moved back and prepared to fight in a mobile manner.
"You cowards, what are you afraid of?"
Only Kusai, who was at the sixth level, was not afraid at all. He rushed forward first, scolding his companions who started to avoid the fight more fiercely, and even had the momentum to fight the five opponents alone.
The other few fighters from Alolan, thinking about the gap in hard power between the two sides, gritted their teeth, suppressed their uneasiness, and rushed forward again.
With their reinforced steel bones and regenerative abilities, they would not die even if they took a heavy blow. The opponent just looked scary! Every swing of the sawtooth broadsword and the giant axe carried destructive power, and every time they hit the target, they would make a heart-pounding metal collision sound.
Brawlers rely on their speed and agility to strike back, trying to find their foe's weaknesses.
It was not known whether they did not hit hard enough or the other party really had no sense of pain, but no matter how hard they hit, it seemed that they could not cause any effective damage to Ikerite and the others!
On the contrary, every time they were hit by an axe, the excruciating pain like skinning and bone cutting and the feeling of dizziness made them feel like they were dancing on the edge of death.
The audience was shocked by the thrilling scene.
Is this really a fighting match?
Why does it feel like one side really wants to kill the other? Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the fighters from the Kingdom of Alolan still have a clear advantage in strength.
But the battle was one-sided, and the fighters on Alolan's side seemed to be brutally executed by the Demon King's slaughter troops on Ikerit's side.
The scene became extremely bloody. From the very beginning, they aimed at each other's throats, wanting to swallow their opponents.
If I must describe it, it's like a group of elites who haven't even left campus encountering a battle-hardened regular army of demons.
Except for the strongest sixth-level fighter Kusai, who can still fight five people alone, the other four have several horrific wounds on their bodies and their eyes are filled with fear.
The people on Ikerite's side should have been seriously injured, but they were fine. Their black barrier-like bodies didn't seem to shake even once before they died! "They're just like babies."
"Why did we ever get beaten down by you, pigs?"
"Thank you, Principal Lanqi, for giving us a new life. This is the true fighting spirit we have always been pursuing..."
Raindrops fell on the fighters, vaporized by the temperature of their bodies and the heat generated by 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 have been through in the past two days.
Gradually, the slaughter troops on Ikerite's side began to gain the upper hand. Every time their heavy swords and giant axes struck, it seemed as if they would smash a big hole in the ground. Even though the fighters led by Kusse tried their best to fight back, they became more and more exhausted facing this life-saving fighting style.
Only Kusai fought more and more fiercely, while the fighters beside him were hit by heavy swords and giant axes and flew several meters away.
The atmosphere on the battlefield became increasingly brutal.
Every attack by the Demon King's special killing force seemed to be determined to destroy everything, and it was about to turn into a siege war against Kusai.
"this……"
Noe's brain stopped working, his mouth open, and he looked at the battle field.
Why did he feel that there was something 110% wrong with the team of fighters coached by Lanqi? !
You call this a friendly academic exchange? "The Demon King's army has once again gained the upper hand! This one has built-in berserk and pain shielding, the strength is really too high."
There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!
The passionate commentary voice of Lou Visher in the commentary booth echoed throughout the arena.
"Ahem, it's the Ikerit Academy team."
Another commentator beside her quickly corrected her.
"Oh, yeah. Actually, from a side perspective, it could be that Coach Ranchi's tactical arrangement is very good, but how can the opposing fighters play against these five executioners of the Demon King's Army?"
"It's the Ikerit Academy team."
"Well."
It seems that calling him Lu Weixier is more familiar to you.
Several times when Ikerita was mentioned, he hesitated for a long time before calling out the formal name.
“Demon…demon…”
"Ikerit."
"Yes, the Ikerita team, these few... those who understand will understand."
The students and the public in the audience originally thought that the scene was a bit weird, but now seeing that the fight was so lively and full of show effects, they all started to cheer and shout.
Amid the bustling crowd.
Talia, whose hand was originally held by Hyperion, now held Hyperion's hand tightly in return.
She kept her head down, afraid that people around her would notice that she knew Lanqi and that she had similarities with the great poet.
"Huprieanne, why don't we go home."
Talia suggested in a low voice.
"Tata, are you feeling unwell?"
Hyperion felt that Talia's palms were a little cold.
"I……"
Talia didn't know how to explain it.
Hyperion doesn't know yet that she is Hyperion's aunt, nor does she know that she is a demon.
Talia could even hear the students around her cheering happily for the Demon King's army to cheer on.
This strange place made her feel like every minute she stayed there was torture.
She is a good citizen who abides by the law. She really didn't plan the revival of the Demon King's army, nor did she instigate Lanci to do these things...
(End of this chapter)