Here she comes!

The little wizard bit his lower lip, and the blue pupils that reflected Salika's figure even showed a hint of panic.

Although he has accompanied Loren's big deception more than once on his adventures, and has also gone deep into dangerous situations to fight all kinds of terrible enemies... But on no occasion has an enemy ever been so close to him.

All the guys who threaten themselves will be blocked by the big liar from afar, and all they have to do is stay calm, make a composure, and cover him with the bow and arrow in their hands.

In three steps, go head-to-head with your opponent... This is the first time.

In the blink of an eye, the wolf-like girl was already within five steps, and the bright saber sprinkled a silver flower, surging towards her like a storm.

It's too late... Nervous, Ain immediately withdrew the third arrow, and his whole body focused on raising his bow to parry—the steel and the finest purple shirt wood, Lothair's eagle bow was no less tenacious than a shield.

"Bell ——!"

The moment the sword and bow collide, sparks burst out!

She didn't aim, she didn't even look at it, and the grinning Salika waved her saber at will, frantically "knocking" the bow again and again, and the huge impact made Ain grit her teeth, and she had to parry with two hands to avoid being knocked down.

"What's the matter, can't you stand it so soon?!" The saber in her hand splashed like a storm, and the smile on the corner of Salika's mouth became more and more excited, and she swung it horizontally, causing the little wizard to take a few steps back:

"It's too late to regret it, little wizard, you better hurry up and ask your Lord Duke to save you!"

"Y-What are you talking nonsense?!"

Pale and took two steps back, Ain shouted unconvinced: "I didn't have ......"

Just as she spoke, Salika struck;

Without warning, he raised his knee, and his slender right leg turned into a spear, stabbing at Ain's lower abdomen!

"Bang ——!"

The panicked little wizard only had time to parry with her warbow, and the huge impact kicked her whole body away!

At the same time as she fell to the ground, Salika's blade had arrived.

"Bell ——!"

Ai Yin, who was half-kneeling on the ground, barely blocked the head-on saber, her face was pale, and she looked at Salika with a smug face with a slight gasp:

"You mean!"

"This is a duel, my little wizard, how can a duel be despicable or despicable. Salika, who wielded the knife, smiled even more happily:

"Could it be that those centaur barbarians went to the battlefield and stretched out their necks to cut me because I was a woman?!"

"Bell ——!"

There was another collision of sparks, and an excited Salika let out a string of silver bell-like laughter, the saber in her hand swirling and dancing around her sturdy figure.

Staggered, turned, touched, moved!

Like a butterfly fluttering around a flower, Salika flipped up and down in the hands of the little wizard, bursting sparks like droplets of water splashing on the surface of a dragonfly, dancing the color of death.

Under the gaze of countless preoccupied eyes, the two of them continued to dodge and twist in an instant, parrying and parrying, exchanging offense and defense between lightning and stone fire again and again, and completing this dance full of "tacit understanding" between the cold blade and the slender bowstring.

In the crowd like a tide, there was silence.

All the Byrne and Boi held their breath, staring at the battle so fast that they couldn't even blink an eye.

Especially when the little wizard parried Salika's blade again and again, the words "shock" and "disbelief" were written almost directly on their faces.

Stunned, McAfee's mouth opened wide, he swallowed, glanced sideways at the black-haired wizard, and then slowly shifted his gaze to Master Ashamai, who was stronger than a werewolf, and finally to the center of the clearing.

"Hey, Luceen, there's something I want to ask......"

"Huh?"

"That's, that's ......" McAfee licked the corners of his chapped mouth, and his trembling right hand pointed at Ain's figure with some hesitation:

"Are all the wizards of the present so powerful?"

The dazed Lusen didn't answer immediately, because he suddenly remembered Isaac Grantham - the kind of guy who is so timid that he is dying, but can always turn things around in a critical moment, is he powerful or not?

The confused gray-eyed boy subconsciously set his eyes on Loren, but was shocked to find that the black-haired wizard had a solemn expression - not only did he turn on "Transcendent Perception", but his left hand had also been pressed on the hilt of the bright silver sword!

Dangerous... It's too dangerous.

Unlike himself, Ain had little experience in hand-to-hand combat with enemies...... At the moment, it seemed that she was constantly parrying and interrupting Salika's attacks, but this was actually the most dangerous situation.

In this kind of hand-to-hand combat, once it is completely reduced to a passive defensive side, it has already lost first in terms of momentum!

Admittedly, any attack will reveal flaws, but Salika is clearly experienced in this and can make up for it with frequent attack speed and pace movements;

What's more, it's easy to see flaws, but it's not easy to take advantage of them.

Say... It's always easier than doing.

"Bell ——!"

The sharp saber pierced through the back of the bow and stabbed Ain in the jaw from the bottom up, and just as it was about to touch, the little wizard pushed his hands and pressed the bowstring against the blade.

"Are you tired?" Salika, who raised the corners of her mouth, clenched the handle of the knife with both hands, and while exerting her strength, she did not forget to "ridicule":

"Scared?!"

"No!" the stubborn Al tried her best, but little by little, the blade broke free from the bowstring and kept closing in on her white neck.

Both of them had already gambled with all their might, gritting their teeth, and their foreheads and arms were exposed.

Even if it's just a contest of strength, the little wizard is even better.

Compared with Lothair's eagle bow, which relies on inertia and explosive power, it is obviously more demanding in terms of strength - the entire coherent action from the bow to the archery relies on all the muscles from the wrist to the entire upper body.

The higher the weight of the bow, the more force it will need to pull it apart... And the clad steel is purple wood, coupled with the bowstring made of iron wire, the poundage of Lothair's eagle bow is naturally a number unimaginable for ordinary archers.

But the confrontation between life and death is never a matter that numbers can explain!

The blue pupils shrank suddenly, and the little wizard who gritted his teeth suddenly twisted his war bow with both hands, and twisted the blade of the saber with the bowstring!

In an instant, Salika, who reacted suddenly, drew her knife hard, but the blade had already been hanged, so she decisively let go of the handle of the knife, and before Al could react, she attacked like a wolf!

"Bang ——!"

The little wizard who was caught off guard received a side blow to the chest, and the war bow in his hand flew out with the saber.

The two weapons of the "Bell ——!" fell to the ground at the same time and fell five steps away!

Panicked, Ain instinctively backed away, her hands reaching for the spear in her back, but Salika didn't pause in the slightest, still lunging at her like a wolf!

In the blink of an eye, the fist had rushed towards her face.

"Ah——!!!!h

For a moment, the little wizard almost thought that time had stood still.

As the sun set, everyone held their breath and stared at the scene in front of them.

Five seconds, ten seconds... When Ain opened her eyes trembling again, Salika's pink fist stopped in front of her eyes, and the girl with her head tilted did not forget to smile at her.

She froze.

"This is the arrow you just fired back, little wizard. The laughing Salika withdrew her fist, folded her hands behind her head, turned her back to Ain without hesitation, and walked towards the spear stuck in the ground.

"From now on, neither of us owes anyone!"

Pulling out her spear, Salika played with one hand, flipped her hand, pointed the tip of the spear at Ain, and grinned:

"From now on, I'm not going to show the same mercy as I was again, you know?"

"I'd better win first. ”

The stubborn little wizard pursed his lips and gradually calmed down from his panic, and removed the short gun from his back and clenched it tightly in his hand.

"Bell ——!"

With a crisp sound, two one-and-a-half-foot spears merged into one in Ain's hand, turning into a three-foot spear;

As Salika watched in amazement, the tip of the spear cut a half-arc in the air, and the little wizard who shook the spear lightly raised his toes and stepped forward:

"I'm coming!"