Steele holds a cigarette between the index finger and middle finger of his right hand.,Judging from the brand,It should be a local cigarette in the school city.。 Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 Even though it was in a closed elevator, the white smoke from the cigarette shook as if it was being blown by the wind.

The elevator reached the floor where Steele had pressed it in a few minutes.

The fourth floor, that's the floor where Kamijo Danma is located.

The purpose of his coming was to catch the upper jo as a hemp.

As the crisp bell rings to reach the destination, the iron doors of the elevator automatically separate to the left and right. The magician stepped out of the elevator. He smoked a cigarette between his two fingers and walked towards the room where he was numb.

In the hospital, smoking is naturally prohibited. But strangely, no one came to warn him.

And that's not all.

The entire hallway was silent, and it seemed like there was no one.

"Scatter idlers......? Odd. Steele immediately recognized the technique being used in the hallway. That's the most common technique used by magicians - [Dispel idlers]. Naturally, the use is the same as the name, it is a technique to drive away innocent people.

"There are other magicians here? It seems a bit tricky...... Forget it, let's call it first. ”

With that, Steele took one last puff on his cigarette.

Then he threw the cigarette horizontally—

In the next instant, the Sword of Fire appeared in the mage's palm.

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Hundreds of ice walls are densely packed within a distance of only a few tens of meters, and they look like a giant ice cube. The ice wall reflected strong sunlight, blinding one side for a moment.

At the same time, those ice walls also caused the temperature near Liu Qing and the passage of Fang to drop suddenly. In just an instant, it dropped below freezing.

You know, it's summer. Sub-zero temperatures can be said to be incredible.

And this has also brought great trouble to the passage of one party.

The reason is simple.

It's summer, and one party wears short sleeves.

Temperature, a scalar quantity, is naturally an uncontrollable force for the party that operates as a vector.

An inignorable chill swept through the first person's body, making his movements inevitably stiffen.

If exposed to this temperature for a long time, it will lose.

One side of the passage immediately discovered this.

And across from him, Liu Qing was still retreating. A few steps of kung fu appeared a hundred meters away. And even the first place in the school city, it is impossible to shatter all the ice walls in one step and attack Liu Qing.

It's not because of how thick the ice walls are, but simply because although those ice walls seem to have become one, there are actually tiny gaps between every two ice walls. The ability of a party to pass is to manipulate the vector of touch. In other words, "you can't manipulate without actually touching it." Even if one side can smash dozens of ice walls at once, it is still far from hitting Liu Qing.

Feeling the chill that gradually spread throughout his body, Fang Tong grinned slightly.

It seems that the teenager has fallen into a desperate situation.

One side passage cannot reflect scalars. And at this moment, Liu Qing took advantage of this loophole. Even in the first place, the body is still an ordinary person. Therefore, Liu Qing can completely use the low temperature to grind one side to death.

And I have to say, this is indeed a good way.

But-

"Hahahahahahaha-"

The white-haired boy burst out laughing.

"Hey, you don't think you can kill me with this little trick, do you-"

He touched the nearest wall of ice with his right hand.

"It seems that you still haven't understood the power I have—!"

At the same time, the ice wall had been reduced to countless indestructible blades.

Countless ice blades flew towards the hundreds of ice walls behind them with extremely terrifying kinetic energy.

Subsequently.

Just for a moment.

Hundreds of walls of ice --

Shattered.

Liu Qing's pupils in the distance widened slightly. That's when he realized his miscalculation.

Indeed, a party can only manipulate the vector that touches. This loophole can indeed be exploited.

But

The power of those vectors is almost infinite.

Under that terrifying force, whether it was hundreds or thousands, even those ice walls together were not strong enough to block the passage of one side.

Looking at the passage of the party that appeared in front of him in one step behind the countless ice blades, Liu Qing sighed.

Subsequently -

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The battle between the god Rift and the shrine maiden is still ongoing.

With Intixis at the center, the two are constantly unleashing their strength and speed. The sonic boom between the two of them can be heard clearly even from hundreds of meters away.

"Boom-"

The witch's royal coin brings a hurricane, and it fights hard with the seven swords of the seven heavens and seven swords woven by the god's cracked fire. Both men's weapons were bounced off at the same time. But the shrine maiden clearly didn't intend to give the god Flame Weave a chance to breathe, and her next blow came one after another at the same time as the coin was bounced off.

In this regard, the god cracked fire weaving naturally did not show weakness, and her pupils caught the movement of the witch's attack between the moments. The saint's right hand holding the sword exerts force.

Draw the knife.

In a flash of light, the imperial coin and the long knife came into contact again. Then, there were successive offensive and defensive battles.

It seems that this battle between the two of them will never end.

But the God Crack Fire Weave is already about to lose.

The reason is simple, she has injuries on her body. Even if the wounded saint can barely survive now, in this continuous offensive and defensive battle, she will be defeated quickly if she is not in a perfect state.

"Ding."

The coin and the long knife came into contact again. Subsequently, the shrine maiden had already attacked with the power of moving mountains and reclaiming the sea. The god cracks the fire and weaves the thought, and as soon as he moves, he will draw the sword.

Her right hand stiffened.

In a battle of this pace, just a tenth of a second of stiffness is enough to kill. Divine Crack Fire Weaving secretly said in his heart that it was not good, and he was about to retreat to avoid this blow.

But it was too late.

There was not the slightest fluctuation in the witch's eyes, but the power on the imperial coin was a little stronger.

In the next instant, the Imperial Coin struck the Divine Crack Fire Weaving.

Hit by the imperial coin that was infused with the full strength of the shrine maiden, it was naturally impossible for the saint who was on the same level as the shrine maiden to be unharmed. At the same time as being hit by the terrifying power contained in the imperial coin, the Divine Cracked Fire Weave spat out a mouthful of blood and flew straight out dozens of meters. Seeing this, the shrine maiden did not pursue.

She dusted off the coins and stood still, looking at where the saint had been knocked away.

At this moment, the distance between the two was tens of meters, which was enough to prove how powerful the witch's blow was. The Divine Crack Fire Weave, who was hit by this blow, struggled to get up, and once again held the long knife at his waist to deliver a sharp blow.

The shrine maiden didn't pay any attention to the god Split Fire Weaving. She turned her head and looked into the distance.

Her gaze was deep and high, and even though there was nothing there, it made it seem like she was really looking at something.

Subsequently.

The shrine maiden walked there without looking back.