Chapter 337 The Difference Between the Top and Bottom Four
After the amazing battle between Tilan and Seraphiel, the second match between Metty and Krenqin was much more ordinary.
The lineage of the singing girls was not superior in fighting. Metty's entry into the final eight was a bit of luck. In fact, there were several students who were eliminated who were no less capable than her, but the rules of the competition were like that. It was difficult for each student to rotate and compete for points in the Winter Festival Competition. This would take too long. It would take more than a month to complete the competition.
However, even if there were differences in luck, there was no big dispute about the champion. As long as you kept winning, it would be fine.
In the battle field, Metty did not choose to move and dodge as quickly as Wokard. She simply stood still, relying on her singing voice and singing girl-related abilities to change and interfere with the environment, making it difficult for Krenqin's space-related secrets to work. Although Krenqin finally defeated her by other means, his victory was ugly. He almost played rogue and slowly wore down Metty's magic and physical strength, and then won.
"Crystal Grid Academy wins!"
After the referee announced, Krenqin breathed a sigh of relief. Although such an opponent was not strong, it was very difficult for him to deal with. The secret technique that Medi practiced lacked offensiveness, but it was not less in terms of assistance and protection. She often used her mental abilities to interfere with him, making it difficult for him to concentrate on performing high-precision secret techniques that required deep calculations.
In this quarterfinal, winning two games was the minimum to maintain the ranking. He walked off the stage and recalled the requirements that the academy had asked him to do when he appeared today.
In this winter festival competition, although Crystal Grid Academy did not perform well, it was much better than the Swarm of Bees and Thunderbolt. The
Swarm of Bees was not good as a whole this time. Although Thunderbolt had two dazzling geniuses, the middle layer was seriously lagging behind. Lelisa Academy was steadily moving forward, with improvements in high, medium and low levels, and Ades was even more obvious, while Saint Ingo was still strong.
"The third game, Thunderbolt, Levito, against Saint Ingo Academy, Wokard!"
After the host announced, the two entered the battlefield.
Although he was seriously injured not long ago, Levitor has recovered a lot now. Thanks to this winter festival competition, the best treatment resources in the entire star region will be gathered here in the next few nights. Even if he dies on the spot, as long as he is not completely dead, he can be rescued.
After standing still, Levitor was confident and calm, while Wokard on the opposite side frowned, as if an invisible pressure made it difficult for him to breathe.
However, this situation will not last long, and the referee will soon announce.
"The competition begins!"
Levitor raised the spear in his hand, held it easily, and swung it, countless streams of fire gathered, and then threw it out.
A fiery red meteor passed through the battlefield. Wokard kicked his feet and twisted his body in the air to avoid the spear that passed by him, then rushed forward, slashing with both swords, and a series of interlaced cuts were slashed towards Levitor.
If it were other contestants, they might be busy resisting this sharp and dangerous slash, but for Levitor, this level of attack can be easily broken by just turning the spear blade.
In just a few seconds, Wokard suddenly attacked Levitor, the bright red blade flashing, the blade with annihilation and magic breaking quickly slashed, a series of collision sparks sounded beside Levitor, until a few seconds later, Levitor swept it away with a gun.
The two swords crossed, resisting the suffocating heat in front of him, Wokard was panting, stepped back a few steps before standing firm, and after a short rest, he rushed forward again, but this time he suddenly disappeared from the battlefield.
"Oh, this kind of trick."
Levitor thought for a while, then stepped on the ground, a wave of fire rose, spreading to the surroundings, and then stretched out his hand to the void, pulling hard, the magic power like a stream of fire gathered, and a golden red spear was held in the palm of his hand.
Then the spear was held in his hand, the flames rolled, and it was swung hard, extending nearly a hundred meters in an instant, and then swept across the whole field, drawing a flaming arc.
As the flame arc was drawn, a figure appeared in midair. Wokard stabbed Levitor with a blood-red dagger in his hand.
One of the swords pierced Levitor's shoulder, and violent sparks exploded. The boiling magic power condensed on the surface of his body seemed to suddenly ignite and spread, causing him to explode before he could stab with the second sword.
Facing Wokard, who was flying backwards in the air and had lost his resistance, Levitor simply threw the flaming spear in his hand, piercing Wokard, flying hundreds of meters, and then falling with a burning and charred body.
"Thunderbolt wins!" After the referee announced, the medical staff took Wokard down for treatment, and the competition ended.
After the competition, someone sighed, "It was a complete crushing defeat."
"Indeed, I think Levitor didn't even have any interest, and he was too lazy to use even the more advanced methods."
"The remaining few are not easy to deal with. I can see that Tilan, Seraphiel, Sevilla, and Levito are probably from the same batch, while Krenqin, Stacia, Medi, and Wokard below are completely no match for the four above."
While everyone was discussing, the last match of the second round arrived.
"Edes Academy, Stacia, versus Saint Ingo Academy, Sevilla."
After the host announced, Stacia almost walked onto the stage with tears on her face.
It was all over, she was going to be beaten. She was not without vision, and naturally saw the gap between herself and Sevilla. However, this time she was on stage on behalf of the academy, and it would be too embarrassing to surrender at the beginning.
"The competition begins!"
When Stacia was still thinking about how to lose more decently, the referee had already announced the start, and Sevilla did not make any extra moves. Almost at the same time as the announcement, she jumped up lightly.
The butterfly wings behind her extended and woven, and the two sword blades crossed in the air. Then Stacia also dodged urgently, and her figure was like a red streamer.
"Cut the double swords, flap the wings!"
A red zigzag trajectory flashed in the air, and then Sevilla put away the blade and walked towards the high platform where she belonged.
Stacia fell from the air and knelt on the ground. She was cut with two wounds on her chest and waist. The blood quickly spread under her body and slowly formed a small red pool.
"Saint Ingo Academy wins!"
In an instant, Sevilla flapped her wings and slashed three times. The first time was dodged by Stacia, and then the sword pierced Stacia's chest, and the third sword cut through Stacia's waist.
The first two rounds of competition ended, and the temporary ranking was displayed on the scoring panel in the field.
——Sevilla
, 4 points
Tilan, 4 points
Krenqin, 4 points
Seraphiel, 2 points
Levitor, 2 points
Medy, 0 points
Stacia, 0 points
Wokard, 0 points
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Currently Sevilla and Tilan are leading, and they have not lost a single game. Although Krenqin's score is not low, everyone who has watched the game knows that this is only temporary. Seraphiel and Levitor are far stronger than him.
"The third round of competition begins!"
(End of this chapter)
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