Matsushita stood in the ring, in front of her was the man with a pipe and a bearded face, her brother Matsushita Genichi had just been defeated at his hands, and the defeat was as fast as the autumn wind swept away the leaves.

After settling the unconscious brother, Xun replaced him and came to the arena, she is not a person who loves to fight, but she has no other choice, the disappearance of her parents will probably not be able to hide after the rating conference, Xuan Yi has already failed on the road to the S rank, she must not fall here.

The scumbag took a puff of his pipe, and the carelessness of his left hand in his pocket already indicated his attitude. Whether it is Matsushita smoked or Matsushita Genichi, it is not enough to attract his attention. The perseverance in the eyes of these two children is the quality that impresses him more than their strength, but for this alone, he will not give up his position to fulfill the wishes of these two children.

In his opinion, the so-called "belief in victory" of these young people is nothing more than a needless burden on the brain brought by the restless hormones of adolescence, and perhaps that impulse is very nostalgic, but it is not really valuable.

So, even if you destroy it, it doesn't matter.

He was already feeling impatient, although this was only the second challenger, but as the weakest magician in the hundred faces standing in the ring at the moment, if he didn't show overwhelming strength, I was afraid that more and more people would come to challenge him.

One move, decide the winner.

The scumbag bit the brass rod of his pipe.

Xun stared at his opponent tightly, his teeth biting his red lips lightly, as if his fingers carved from white jade were clasping the handle of a purple flower umbrella, the center of gravity of his body shifted slightly backward and pressed down slightly, and his legs were bent into a "K" shape.

The figure of the scumbag man suddenly disappeared, and the nerves of the smoke were tensed to the extreme in an instant!

It's not teleportation, it's not space magic, it's pure speed.

One as the speed of sound, twice as sound, or faster?

Smoke's eyes moved quickly, but no matter how bright the black pearl was, it couldn't reflect the figure in the brown coat, the range of the ring was not large, and the bearded scumbag seemed to have evaporated from the world.

Where? Where is he? I couldn't find the position of the scumbag for a long time, and a drop of cold sweat flowed from my sideburns, the counter-solution she was best at needed to see the other party's technique as the premise to work, if you couldn't even grasp the other party's shot instantly, then the counter-solution was empty talk.

Like a lightning bolt piercing the sky in the night, there was an urgent warning in Smoke's mind.

The position is on the right side of the back, the name of the technique, wind cut.

Counter-solution!

However, this time, the array depicted by Matsushita did not cancel out the emerald green magic unleashed by the scumbag, and the wind blade passed through the gap in the array like a slippery loach.

The girl's eyes widened, the array contained in the wind blade clearly collided with the inverse array she had drawn, and the countersolution should have been successful.

Why?

The emaciated body was knocked away by the wind blade as far away as a golf game.

The scumbag man raised his head with his pipe in his mouth, and gently rubbed the stubble on his chin with his left index finger, like a golfer appreciating his perfect shot, and the light outside his body distorted and then returned to its original shape.

He took a small step to the side where he was standing.

"Did you distort the light with magic......

Smoke understood, but it was too late. The powerful shock wave repeatedly shook her internal organs, like a hammer constantly pounding on her heart, and she couldn't help coughing up a mouthful of blood.

Not only that, the array of reverse portrayal did not dissolve with the opponent's magic, but instead had a counterproductive effect, and the burst of wind attribute energy instantly tore apart the wide sleeves that protected her arms, and in the flying black cloth, her hands that were as white as jade suddenly had many cracks, and the red liquid trickled down the cracks of her fingers, and was blown away by the wind before she landed, turning into a rust-smelling mist in the air.

In a sigh of regret, Smoke's consciousness gradually sank into darkness.

"I want to be blind - so I don't have to memorize these annoying books. ”

A long, long time ago, when Smoke was a child, she leaned on the book and played with her fingers while saying weakly, it has been half a month since she last went out, and she has been living like this since she was discovered to have the ability to have super memory. In addition to reading books and endorsing books, the people in the family kept finding all kinds of magic books for her, and the interval between her outings became longer and longer.

This is undoubtedly an ordeal for a child in his early tens, and the appeal of advanced magic to children is always very limited, and if she had other options, she would never spend all her days with these emotionless books.

Ke Xun has no choice, and as the core heir of the family, it is both a blessing and a misfortune to have such a talent. For the Matsushita family, smoke can be said to carry the hope of family rejuvenation, she will never forget the tears in the eyes of her father and mother on the day her ability was discovered, her talent is the luck of the entire clan, and it is only sad for herself.

At this age, Smoke still can't understand this, she just thinks

"If you are blind, it will be very inconvenient to live. Xuan Yi walked in with two cups of tea, his black monastic robe soaked with sweat.

At first glance, it looks like he has just finished practicing. Xun looked at the faint heat on the head of Xuanyi, who was kneeling down, in her impression, her brother was always working hard, and eighty percent of Xuanyi's waking time was spent on cultivation.

"No matter how inconvenient it is, it's better than endorsing it all the time. Smoke's fingers were chubby, like lotus root buds that had just come out of the water, and she blew on the magic book in front of her with her puffed red cheeks, but the page was half bulging, and finally fell back into place weakly, "Why doesn't my brother have to recite books in the house all day?"

"Because smoke is different from me. Genichi's smile was like sunlight shining through the clouds, "I can easily do what I can't do, and I'll have to work extra hard to catch up with you." ”

"Why do you have to work hard?" Smoke put the book on his face with both hands, and lay straight back on the tatami mat like a gymnast, "It's really boring to memorize books-"

"It's not the effort itself that matters, it's the reason for it. Xuan Yi pulled out the magic book that was smoking his face, "This reason can only be found by himself." ”

"Reason?" Smoke stared at Xuanyi's star-like eyes, not quite able to understand the meaning of his brother's words.

"If you want to keep yourself motivated to practice, you need to have a reason to work hard. ”

"Then what's my brother's reason?"

"My reason is probably something called 'responsibility'. ”

"'Responsibility'...... Can I find a reason to work hard? ”

"It's hard. Xuan Yi put the magic book back on Smoke's face, "But if it's smoked, it must be fine." ”

Effortful ...... Reason......

Smoke felt as if he had found a rope to pull in the darkness, and with a single tug, he could open the door to the light.

What is the reason for my efforts......

Is it a family......

Hundreds of members of the Panasonic clan gathered in the ancestral hall of the clan and prayed sincerely to the ancestral tablet.

Is it a relative......

The stern back of the father, the mother who smiled gently, and the ......

"If it's smoked, it's fine. ”

No, no, it's not these.

Certain...... Certain...... What else...... Something deeper......

In a trance, Smoke felt like he was back in that afternoon five years ago, alone in the basement reading.

I saw the flower that appeared out of thin air again.

Countless black and red stamens sway, shimmering with a breathtaking light.

The moment her fingertips touched it, the images that appeared in her mind were forever engraved into her memory.

The world has become a wasteland, and civilization has been reduced to nothingness.

On the endless frozen sea, blurred white figures slaughtered her people with impunity.

One familiar face after another fell before her eyes, uncle, second uncle, father, mother......

Finally, the white figure's hand reached out to the stunned smoker.

That white jade-like hand, which has killed hundreds of people without dripping blood, is like a god of death from hell, harvesting life without staining the blood of the world.

It wasn't until Xuanyi, who was suddenly in front of her, fell on top of her with a smile, his chest pierced by that hand, and splashed blood splattered all over his face, that she began to feel scared.

The kind of chill and helplessness from the bottom of my heart, described as pale and powerless by fear, I cried in a panic, and my tears rolled down one by one like pearls with broken threads, dripping on Xuanyi's gradually cold neck.

All her relatives died in front of her eyes almost at the same time, and a teenage girl could not imagine all this happening, and only crying loudly could relieve her fear at this time.

The sea breeze was whimpering, white snow was falling in the sky, and the girl's last loved ones stopped breathing in her arms.

The white figure shrouded in mist walked towards her step by step, and the girl's heart-rending weeping was not as warm as the warm blood in the boy's chest, at least the latter would not make a big noise.

A black-and-red flower bloomed where the tears fell, and at the same time, a voice sounded in her heart, with an irresistible magic, firmly imprinted the scene in her heart.

"This is the future, and there is no future for the future. ”

Without any hesitation, Smoke accepted the sentence.

It was at this moment of despair that the miraculous man appeared.

"Leave it to me!"

The big brother with an emerald wand arrived, speaking in a language that Smoke didn't understand, bravely stood in front of her.

Everything came to an abrupt end, and Smoke woke up from her nightmare, with an extra flower on her right wrist.

She didn't tell anyone about it.

"Don't tell people you've seen it. There was always a voice in her heart telling her.

The words spoken by that voice were like truth to Smoke, and she never had the mind to doubt them.

From this day on, the smoke changed.

She began to like planting flowers, no longer making a fuss about going out, and spent her days studying magic books in the basement, and her father and mother were both pleased and worried about her change. As the daughter of the strongest talent in the history of the family, it is naturally a good thing to practice hard, but their conflicted hearts do not want her to lose the most basic happiness of being a girl.

Her brother Genichi was undoubtedly the one who felt the strangest about this, and he would come to the basement every day to spend a while with his sister, but the words of the smoke became less and less. Even as he sat next to him, Smoke's gaze rarely took off the flickering candle-lit book.

At this time, Xuan Yi looked at the black bookshelves in the shadows of the basement, and felt angry for no reason.

That's right, it's anger, and Genichi is angry at his incompetence.

If I could have been stronger, I might not have to do this.

The real reason is only known to Xun herself, she just wants her clan to survive the future changes, hoping that the "established fact" will not happen.

A future without a future, not the one she wants.

On the first day she came to the Rosewood Realm, she met the miraculous big brother, and she happily gave him a flower that she had planted, because he was the one who saved her, in the distant or not-so-distant future.

The answer is...... Future...... Protect what I want...... Future. Smoke muttered, and a black-red flower from the other side swirled and slowly merged into Matsushita's eyebrows, turning into a red rune array the size of a fingernail.

"What's going on?" the scumbag man frowned, biting the copper rod of the pipe with a rattling sound, he controlled the strength of the technique extremely accurately, the girl had obviously lost her combat ability under the attack just now, but at this moment, an extremely strange energy was beating in the space, and the source was the smoke floating in the air that had not yet landed.

"It's ...... What is it?" he saw the strange rune on the center of the girl's eyebrows, "......The other side flower?" What does it have to do with that array?"

Whatever it was, her spell wasn't complete yet, and just taking the opportunity to interrupt her would ensure victory.

"It's careless, it seems that I started too lightly before. The scumbag took a sharp puff of his cigarette and tossed it lightly, and the pipe disappeared in midair, and a burgundy wand appeared in his hand.

"That's the end of it. The wand wrote emerald green poems in the air, and the power of the wind exploded in an instant, and a tornado locked the smoke.

The powerful wind attribute magic would induce the magic in the body that had become unstable due to the strong impact, and with the current state of the little girl's body, it was impossible to control it.

"Will you die because your magic is out of control...... If that happens, I'll be very bothered. He touched the stubble on either side of his face.

However, his worries were unnecessary, and the tornado lasted less than a second before it dissipated automatically.

Smoke stood in the air, unscathed, and the red rune in the center of his eyebrows had disappeared.

"I ...... It shouldn't be too late, but ......" Xun looked at his hands a little confused, and the retort just now was completely a subconscious reaction of the body. In that case, with the speed of the scumbag, she would definitely not have time to refute.

And the reason for this result is that her body has reacted before the other party's operation.

"What kind of ...... is that" In the eyes of smoke, the scumbag man is performing two actions at the same time, "standing with a pipe" and "casting magic", just like a ghost seen by a myopic eye.

"Huh?" The scumbag secretly clenched his wand, and the golden beating in the girl's eyes made him feel like he was being seen through for no reason, and at the same time caused uneasiness in his heart.

Will it lose?

The thought that crossed his mind for a moment made him feel incredulous.

Known as the "poet of the singing style", he is not a small role that is nameless.

How could the famous George Wilson lose to a milky yellow-haired girl?

Impossible, absolutely impossible.

The next magic is to win this game.