"Hello, I don't know if your injuries are healed, but I won't keep my hands." Dwarley looked at Moslian and spoke.

Defeated by Sofia once before, and then met Moslian of the Camorra team, this year's team doesn't know where to find such helpers.

"Don't worry, you don't need to show mercy." Moslian replied casually.

In the two seconds of the two exchanges, the countdown to the game officially began, and ten numbers jumped on the magic barrier between the two, and when they reached three, Dvaile entered a state of invisibility, and it looked like she was about to launch a fierce attack at the beginning.

The same is true for Moslian, the trident sigil in the center of his eyebrows is bright, and the ghost hand in his left hand appears behind him, and a hideous ghost shadow appears behind him at the same time.

"Rune Seal: Layer 10!"

"Ghost Forest!"

Peng~!

A muffled sound sounded, and the entire space darkened the moment the barrier dispersed, and no one knew what was happening in the field, and by the time the darkness had cleared, Dvaile had already fallen to the ground, his body emitting bursts of black gas, and his body was still twitching.

Moslian was no better, with a dagger stuck in his chest, and he himself was half-kneeling and coughing vigorously, staining the placket of his chest red.

"Win or lose... Scored, congratulations to Moslian on his victory! ”

The battle lasted no more than ten seconds, and with all the anticipation and no one even understanding what was happening, the outcome was already decided.

If it weren't for Moslian's vomiting of blood and the dagger in his chest, some people might even think it was acting.

"Don't... Yes! Don't come here... You Guwa opened..."

The medical staff who went to check on Dwailai's injuries heard her full of nonsense when they met her, and they would struggle hard if they were touched by the slightest touch, and the whole person was still in a fantasy situation.

"Can you unravel her illusion?" The medical staff came over and asked.

Moslian waved his hand at this, "I can't untie it, just let her rest for a while, cough cough..."

As he spoke, Moslian coughed more violently, and the blood seemed to be gushing out uncontrollably, and even overflowed through the wound, staining the whole body red.

Just then, Sophia jumped down from the stands and walked towards Moslian, her hands on his shoulders and iced him.

"I'll take him to treatment, and you guys go see the guy." As she spoke, Sophia summoned an ice giant, picked up the ice block that had frozen Moslian, and walked towards the sidelines.

The strange battle sparked a lot of discussions, among which the dean of the noble academy stared closely at the departing Moslian, and just now he suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart, and then summoned Unireya back to tell him something.

...

Soon the second battle began, Unirea was the first to enter the red side of the magic barrier, and the blue side of Gremazas was on the field at the same time, just when everyone was expecting him to have another miracle, the countdown ended at the beginning of the battle, and he was kicked out of the stage by Unirea.

It was still a crisp and clean battle, and I thought that Grimazas would be able to struggle even a little, but it turned out to be such a scene in the end.

"The victory has been decided, congratulations to Unirea on her victory!"

Sure enough, luck is still luck, and it still doesn't work when it comes to real strength.

"Congratulations, Dean Mousse, it seems that your academy has won the first place again this year." The deans of the other institutes around him complimented.

"It's too easy for you to win the first place."

"I'm so envious..."

......

Mousse may have been very happy with these words, but today he couldn't laugh at all, and he always felt that there would be an accident in the next battle, and Moslian's blood-vomiting exit was lingering in his mind.

I guess I found Rhea's weakness. The uneasiness grew in his mind, and Moslian's strange behavior made him wary.

After a 30-minute break, the battle for third place was held after 30 minutes, and after 20 minutes Dvar finally woke up, and Mousse stepped forward to inquire about the situation.

"What happened in the ten seconds you fought with Moslian?" Mousse asked with a frown.

"I don't know." Dwara rubbed his eyebrows and exhaled, "At the beginning of the battle, I was taken into a ghost world, where I tried my best to kill several ghosts, and finally plunged the dagger into the heart of the largest ghost, and was slapped into meat sauce by the opponent's claw. ”

Saying that, Dvaile also checked her body, and saw that there was no wound on her body, and she breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help but be afraid, the real feeling of pain and death still lingered in her mind, as long as she thought about it, her hands and feet would be cold and her whole body tremble.

"Did you just do that and nothing else?" Mousse continued to ask, hoping that Dvarile would do more so that he could find the cause of Moslian's vomiting blood.

However, Dvaila shook his head, which made Demous frown worriedly, and then walked silently towards the door.

"Do you still want to participate in the next battle, if you don't participate, it will help you admit defeat." Mousse, who walked to the door, asked without looking back.

"I'm participating, I'm sorry for you." Dvaile curled up under the covers, seemingly unrecognizable from the shadow of death.

Thirty minutes later, the news of Dvarailet's defeat came from the field, and Gremazas directly won the third place, which made Dean Dedifen almost jump up and cheer, he never expected to get the third place this year, he thought that the fourth was already very good, after all, with Gray's strength, there was no hope of defeating Dvaile.

Compared with the envy of the Noble Academy, the deans of the other academies are even more jealous of the Difen Academy, this kind of scum can actually enter the top three, the Noble Academy should have won the first and third places this year, and in the end, Dvaila also admitted defeat, which is unbelievable and ridiculous!

At this time, Moslian was lying on the hospital bed, with Sophia taking care of him on one side, constantly transmitting frost magic to him.

"Your body is on the verge of collapse, are you going to keep going?" Sophia asked very little about it.

"Ahem, of course—" Moslian replied, coughing up a little blood.

At this moment, his face was extremely pale, and he had just used a tenfold amplification plus a ghost hand, which made his injury recur, and he almost fainted on the field.

"Why are you so persistent?" Sophia couldn't figure out why Moslian wanted to hurt her body and risk even the after-effects to win the game.

"yes, why?" Moslian closed his eyes, then pouted helplessly and smiled sadly, "Maybe it's to catch someone's footsteps and get someone's attention." ”

This kind of lie he said without blushing and heartbeat, but it made Sophia stunned.