Chapter 310: The first match of the Holy Flame Angel Seraphiel
was over, and the venue entered a short intermission. Tilan also appeared in the preparation room of the Edes Academy.
She actually overslept just now, and was less than ten minutes late. When she woke up, she found that Valeria had lost.
Lying on the bed, Valeria, who had just been treated, covered her face with a quilt. She didn't want to see anyone. She felt very ashamed. It was okay for her to lose, but in the end, she was helped off the stage. That look was so embarrassing. Ah, ah, ah, she screamed in her heart. What she hated most was this kind of green tea behavior of pretending to be weak and pure. It was just like those shameless guys who seduced men.
Valeria has always longed for the image of a mature, powerful, and charming big sister. Even her choice of clothes and dressing leaned towards this aspect, but unfortunately her chest curve and height did not seem to be enough to support such a magnificent image, so in the eyes of outsiders, she looked a bit like a proud and mature female devil, which she would never admit.
Shame on you, shame on you...
Valeria rolled over in the quilt, wanting to beat herself to death ten minutes ago. Now she didn't dare to watch the video or hear other people's comments.
Just when she was still immersed in her emotions, a clear voice came from outside.
"Where's Valeria?" Tilan looked around.
"She's hiding in the quilt, no, she's the one twisted in the corner." Someone pointed the black-haired girl in a direction, and Valeria, who had a keen sense of hearing, stopped twisting and began to stiffen her body, not wanting to move.
Is Tilan coming to see me and talk to me? Wow, wow, wow, no, what if she asks me what I felt and thought at the time, how should I answer? I didn't dare to face her during training, and now there is a flaw in my heart, which will definitely be seen through by Tilan, a singer. If Tilan teases me and tells my classmates, she will be completely unable to raise her head in front of my classmates.
The more Valeria thought about it,
the more scared she became. She wanted to pretend to sleep and get away with it, but she knew that this method was almost full of flaws, so she could only pretend to be stubborn and hold on. Tilan approached and looked at the stiff quilt in front of her, and the strange emotions coming from it. She tilted her head slightly, a little puzzled, thinking that Valeria was still ashamed of her failure and implicated everyone, so she put her hand on the quilt, gently stroked it a few times, and then slowly opened it.
Between continuing to pretend to sleep and holding on to the quilt tightly to prevent Tilan from opening it, Valeria hesitated for several seconds. In the end, she felt that pretending to sleep while holding on to the quilt was too fake and too embarrassing, so she gave up and let go, then sat up and wrapped her body with the quilt, leaving only her head exposed.
"Are you feeling better?" Tilan asked Valeria.
"Yeah, better." Valeria looked away, not daring to look directly at Tilan, thinking that even a singer should not be able to read minds.
"It's okay, it doesn't matter even if you lose." Tilan comforted her.
"Why...why doesn't it matter?" Valeria lowered her head quickly after hearing this. During this period, everyone had been training hard and constantly studying various combat skills, and she lost the first round.
"If you fail, you fail. Just keep trying and keep trying." Tilan herself didn't really care about winning or losing. It was probably because after a trip to the Central Star Region and witnessing the ups and downs of thousands of years of history, she felt that such competitions in her student days were just like children's games and didn't care that much.
"As long as you still have the spirit and are willing to keep trying and walking on this road, even if you lose to one or two people, it doesn't matter. The achievements and progress along the way are already your best medals and rewards." Tilan said as she hugged Valeria into her arms and gently patted her back to let her not be so nervous and difficult to let go. Finally, she hummed a simple song to encourage Valeria. Gradually,
Valeria's mood calmed down, and she felt that she had thought so much just now and it was a bit funny that she was nervous.
She wiped the tears from her eyes, blinked, and sat up straight on the bed.
Seeing that she had recovered, Tilan slowly let go of her hand and let Valeria continue to rest on the bed. Before leaving, she patted Valeria's palms lightly, nodded slightly to her, and then turned around and walked towards the other students who were preparing for the competition.
Looking at the back of the girl who left, Valeria was a little stunned. She slowly lowered her head and looked at her palms, which seemed to still have a warm and faint flower fragrance.
She put her hand back inside, tightened the cup again, and then slowly lay down, thinking about what Tilan had said just now, and slowly closed her eyes.
It's great to have such a person... I am still too naive and have not really grown up.
In the future, I will also be a strong girl like Tilan, who is calm and firm in the face of changes. She thought secretly in her heart, but she didn't dare to tell the people around her, because that would make her look frivolous.
In this way, she slowly fell asleep and had a dream about the future. In the dream, she seemed to become an exceptionally powerful person, and she also did many great things with Tilan and became a celebrity in her hometown.
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The rest time passed by in a flash, and then the second duel between Edes Academy and Lelisa Academy began.
"Then, let me wait and see who will appear this time!" The host's loud voice penetrated the whole audience, and then the doors on both sides opened, and two figures stepped into the battle field.
The first was Tlinger from Edes Academy. This rare genius known as the "Bone Artist" was not only good at the various secrets of the Withering Sequence, but also made exquisite bone artworks. He became famous in the literary and artistic circles today and was loved by many collectors.
As the president of the "Death Rose Society", Tlinger has always been one of the most well-known students in Edes Academy, but he rarely shows his face to the outside world and has always only shown his works.
He shook his head slightly at the host's slightly exaggerated introduction, but did not explain anything. Although he was indeed good at bone products, it had to be said that this circle itself was very small, so it was not difficult to rise up, and it was not something that he was particularly proud of.
In the final analysis, it was still due to family origin, because his ancestors were all extraordinary people who practiced the Undead Sequence and the Withering Sequence. Compared with other extraordinary people of the same sequence, he had innate knowledge and accumulation, and he grew up and learned earlier, so he had a great advantage over his peers.
However, the extraordinary sequence does not mean that if you make rapid progress in the early stage, you will definitely go far. Family origin can improve his lower limit, but it is not so easy to improve his upper limit. It's just that compared with others, he can take fewer detours because of the experience and lessons left by generations. This is a precious advantage.
Taking off the hood on his head, revealing his dark gray short hair, Tlinger looked at the student in a white robe opposite him. Judging from her outline, she should be a woman.
Sure enough, after Tlinger showed his face, the woman opposite him also took off her hat brim, revealing her long wavy golden hair. The bright golden hair, under the illumination of the venue lights, shone brightly, as beautiful as gold. On her fair face were a pair of bright blue eyes, clean and resolute, like corundum.
With just a glance, Tlinger knew that the woman in front of him was not easy to deal with.
Although the goal of Edes Academy has always been to defeat Saint Ingo, the students of Edes of all generations have to admit that Lelisa Academy is the opponent that makes them feel the most pressure.
This conservative church academy has always pursued a life of asceticism. You can say that the students who come out of it are not familiar with today's advanced technology and new products, but when it comes to tenacity of will and firmness in resisting temptation, it is difficult for other academies to achieve.
Their strong will makes them very resistant to the various soul direct damage methods of the Withering Sequence. In addition, the Light Feather Sequence itself restrains the Withering Sequence. Facing the Leisha Academy, Edes used to send out seeded players who practiced the Nature Sequence, so as to avoid the disadvantage of the Extraordinary Sequence.
However, the club drawn for the competition this time is the 'Death Rose Club' that specializes in the Withering Sequence, so there is no choice but to go for it.
"The battle begins!" After the two sides looked at each other for a few seconds, the referee announced the start.
At the beginning of the battle, Tringer swung his staff, and then the three floating sapphires began to rotate. A powerful suction vortex spread out around it, and the Ekaka particles in the air were quickly converted into the magic of the Withering Sequence, turning into light blue light sand and gathering into the hollow gem of the staff, making its light condense and brighten.
Facing such a scene, the blonde woman opposite held the hilt of the sword with both hands and held it upright in front of her. She closed her eyes and prayed. The holy and sacred prayers resounded like gold and jade. Then a wisp of pale flame ignited at the tip of the blade, and then slowly covered the sword body, and gradually, until the bottom of the hilt was also covered by the pale flame.
The purest energy sprouted and grew in the ball of the hilt. The snow-white vines slowly wrapped around the fingers and the hilt. Then the cross formed by the hilt and the blade extended an arc of light inward, forming a circular guard. The circular guard was wrapped with pure white vines and lifelike pale golden leaves. When one of the golden leaves slipped, it burned in mid-air. The colorless pale golden flame burned the air, forming a visual distortion. Just a small piece burned a deep hole in the high platform under the feet.
"Lelisa Academy, Seraphiel."
Looking at the golden-haired woman on the field who was shrouded in pale flames, the audience in the field couldn't help but silently recite this previously unknown name.
Then a circle of light suddenly spread, and then the snow-white burning wings spread behind her, allowing the woman to slowly rise. Under her golden hair, a golden flame mark began to appear between her white eyebrows, which meant that she was recognized by the angel sleeping in the depths of the Sea of Ekaka and could exercise some of its power on her behalf.
"Holy Flame Jessica" she chanted the name of the angel, and then swung down the cross sword.
Seraphiel, with burning wings on her back, swooped down from the sky. In contrast, Tlinger was also ready. The gemstone light gathered by magic power shone, and the dark vortex shrank in an instant, and then a ray of annihilation was shot at the swooping figure.
The rays of convergent light and the burning blade rushed fiercely, and the flames cooled rapidly. Most of the blade in Seraphiel's hand was cut off, leaving only the hilt. At this time, Tlinger waved the staff again. Under his full concentration and chanting the spell, three dark blue crystals flickered, and then three weaker annihilation rays were shot out again.
Throwing the hilt in her hand, Seraphiel's eyes glared, and then another ball of shining flames rose in front of her, and then turned into a transparent barrier and resisted the three rays. The surface was boiling and changing violently, making the wings behind Seraphiel dim.
Just as the rays were about to penetrate the barrier, she put her hands together and slowly pulled out a brand new long sword.
The hilt was engraved with golden flames, the blade was white and holy, and the blade was sharp and flawless. When it appeared, Seraphiel began to chant an ancient poem, which was a song of the great achievements of the angels who came to the world in the Third Age and led the world to fight against the chaotic phantoms that swept the world.
"When the shadow of sin rose on the ground, three lights shone down from the sky.
The light, like a living thing, made a sound.
The sound was like singing and like praying, and then, 7,526 winged messengers came to the world."
With each sentence she recited, the flames on her body and the long sword in her hand surged a little, until finally, it was as if the whole person was shrouded in blazing white flames, dazzling but impossible to look directly at. The brilliant heat burned the whole audience, making the audience behind the protective shield sweat.
"This is not the strength that a Sequence 5 can achieve. Even many Sequence 6 can't do it." Someone in the audience sighed.
Facing this opponent who was like a messenger from heaven, Tlinger couldn't help but feel helpless. At this time, not only did his clothes begin to smoke, but even the Ekaka particles in the air around him became hot and scorching, gradually transforming into pure burning Light Feather Sequence magic.
The power of the angel is still so terrifying. No wonder it was able to protect the weak Earth civilization and survive the sweeping chaos wave.
"I give up." He didn't make any more meaningless struggles, but decisively gave up.
So the flames on the field slowly cooled down, and Seraphiel returned to her original state. She nodded slightly to Tlinger, bowed, and then pulled her hood up again and returned to the academy preparation area.
"What a noble and polite person." Facing such an opponent, the loser had nothing to blame. The opponent really crushed with his skills and strength.
The third match was next. After the first two defeats, the morale of the Edes Academy was somewhat low. The previously lively preparation hall became a little quiet at this moment.
"Let me go." A strong black-haired young man stood up and walked to the black-haired girl sitting in the middle seat. He was Sisen Trey, who had asked Tilan for advice half a month ago.
Tilan looked at the young man in front of her. His dark eyes were burning with fighting spirit, and it seemed that his whole body was filled with an urge to try and challenge.
What a rare person, the girl thought, and then nodded slightly.
Seeing Tilan's approval, he bent over and clasped his fists, then picked up the special spear at hand, walked out, and faced the shining high platform.
After experiencing the first two battles, the audience had roughly formed a certain impression that most of the members of the "Death Rose Society" were similar to the ancient necromancers, preferring to cast spells and having a thin body. When this student who was not wearing a robe, showing his strong muscles and holding a spear walked out, it was surprising.
Shouldn't this type of student appear in Thunder Edge Academy? Could he also be studying the Sequence of Withering?
Many people felt that this child had taken the wrong path, but soon, their concept was broken.
"The battle begins!"
As soon as the referee announced it, the young man jumped out. His figure was like a dark lightning that passed through the sky and rushed straight to the opponent's high platform. The opponent was attacked before he took off his hood.
The tin staff in his hand blocked the spear. With the sound of tearing, the white robe with gold edges was torn directly, revealing the petite and panicked face inside.
Compared with the two powerful contestants in front of Lei Lisa Academy, this girl seemed particularly immature and panicked. She was not tall, looked young, and did not have much combat experience.
After being attacked by Sisen, she was in a panic and dodged the attack several times. She was almost on the verge of failure and serious injury. A few seconds later, her staff was knocked away by another slash and she was left with nothing in her hand.
The sharp tip of the spear passed across her face and stopped beside her slender white neck. The slight pain on her skin told the girl that if the opponent had not held back, her head might have been blown off.
"Woo..."
Unable to bear it any longer, the girl knelt on the ground and cried. The third game lasted less than a minute before it was declared over.
"Edes Academy, student Sisen wins!"
Thanks to Wu Yu 996 for his strong support.
Thanks to Qiqi 12
for saving raw stones at the age of 108 with illness, and for sticking with Ailixia,
Luo Yi, Tilan, the lazy cat who loves rainy nights, I am very cute, please give me money, and give me a random name, a small salted fish~zZ, and the rewards from book friends 20231114876943 and other book friends
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