Angelina's ferocious stab was blocked by Woz in front of his chest, and at this time, the half of the sword in his hand was no longer a wooden sword, but became dark all over, faintly glowing with metallic luster.

As Angelina retreated, Woz slowly lowered her arm, and the sword seemed to have mercury rolling on its body, "growing" down the blade. A moment later, a new metal iron sword was finally formed.

Elemental transformation, metal shaping! After all, Woz is a mage, and a mage who uses a spell is a mage who is really serious.

He looked up at the stubborn girl in front of him and smiled, "I've kept you waiting, Angelina." I recognize your strength, so ......" His eyes suddenly sharpened, and his whole person was like a sharp sword out of the sheath, "Are you ready?" Do you have the consciousness to face the fiasco? ”

The girl didn't speak, but the great sword raised in her hand undoubtedly showed her determination.

Waz stepped forward, and for the first time in this duel, he took the initiative.

Around the venue, the enchantment jointly arranged by more than a dozen senior demon hunters instantly shook violently and crumbled at this moment.

Except for Angelina, no one knows how terrible Woz is when he gets serious at this time. Angelina can already hunt down the Commander, and has faced the Commander and even the Commander-level Demon more than once.

However, compared to the man in front of him......

Angelina lifted the "Rakshasa", feeling the heavy power coming from the blade of the sword. How strong you are!

She knew she was going to fail, but that wasn't a reason for her to hold back.

It was hard to get Woz's approval, and Angelina was determined to fight with all her might.

The poignant sound of "Rakshasa" sounded again. The two swords collided, resounding in the sky.

This collision completely destroyed the surrounding enchantment - it was originally improvised, and the strength was difficult to guarantee. The sword wind overflowing from the battlefield flowed wantonly, rolling up the rubble and shooting outward with a "whoosh", if you accidentally hit a piece, at least it would be the result of a broken head and blood.

Several pieces of rubble were flying towards Wu Ye, who exclaimed in surprise and hurriedly wanted to pull out the staff from his waist. I've been chatting with the newcomer just now, so I didn't prepare to cast a spell, otherwise with Wu Ye's joining, this enchantment wouldn't have collapsed so easily.

At this moment, Wu Ye's eyes darkened, and then he heard several dull sounds. It turned out that Ling Key, who was standing beside her, blocked the rubble with his handbag.

- That handbag, was it a weapon? No wonder he always carries it with him.

I saw that the young man used his handbag as a blocking weapon, and with a swing he blocked all the stones flying to this side, and by the way, he also helped the little fat Simon block two pieces. However, the latter's huge book seems to have a shield-like effect, but it has not suffered substantial damage.

As for the other witchers or rookie trainees, they all used their own means to resist this small scare.

"Thank you......" Wu Ye thanked him, but when he saw that Ling Key still had an indifferent and flat expression, he suddenly felt a little frustrated.

It's so uncute to be such an old child! It always made Wu Ye feel like he was facing those seniors.

The "clanging" clashing erupted intensively, and the battle between the two men was not affected in the slightest. Instead, they directly entered a white-hot state, and they could barely see their movements, only feeling that there were two virtual shadows intertwined and constantly colliding.

"How," Wu Ye asked Ling Jian provocatively, "Can you still say that the ending has been decided a long time ago?" ”

The gears in the boy's hands spun fast, and the sound of "clicking" was equally dense. He couldn't take his eyes off it, and said in a voice that seemed to be whispering to himself: "Of course, Wox is bound to win!" His overall strength is stronger, and Angelina is still one line behind him in terms of swordsmanship, but this line is the difference between cloud and mud......"

Wu Ye raised his eyebrows, wanting to refute. It's not that she doesn't support Woz, it's just that she subconsciously wants to oppose this boy.

Ling Jian ignored it, he stretched out his hand and leaned forward, and then as if he had touched a barrier: "Haven't you felt it yet?" Woz has used a spell! At the same time as the duel, he had already demarcated the scope himself...... Limit the aftermath of the battle to this area. ”

Wu Ye was shocked, sure enough, there was no gravel flying out after that moment just now!

This kid discovered Woz's domain one step ahead of himself?

Ling Key continued, "But the effect of the spell is limited to this, and he still relies on pure swordsmanship in the duel with Angelina - in fact, he has already won. Woz, his swordsmanship is among the top five in the world! ”

Wu Ye pouted and said, "You don't have to be so modest, just say that Woz is the first." ”

Ling Jian shook his head: "Impossible, he can't be the strongest swordsman." ”

"Hey, how dare you be sure?"

"Because he is a mage, it is impossible to use only swordsmanship in real combat. So no matter what, Woz can't be the strongest swordsman. ”

Wu Ye pursed his lips again and asked rhetorically, "Then who do you say is the strongest swordsman?" ”

"...... 'pearl in the night', Xu Zipiao."

Angelina fell to her knees on one knee and supported herself with both hands gripping the hilt of the Rakshasa's sword. Her expression remained resolute, but her arms trembled uncontrollably.

It's so tired, and endless tiredness covers the girl's whole body. Angelina felt like she had never been so tired in her life, not even the last time she chased a commander for thousands of miles.

A few strands of hair were stained with sweat on her cheeks, and more beads of sweat dripped down her round chin. There was silence all around, save for the sound of her rapid breathing and the sound of sweat dripping.

Angelina knew that she was absolutely ugly at this time. She was defeated, more than once.

Again and again, he struggled to get back up and challenge Woz again. She knew very well how embarrassed and even ugly she was. Those rookie trainees have always regarded her as a goddess, and now I'm afraid they will be shocked, right?

I feel like a child who can't afford to lose, knowing that my strength is not good, but I still don't want to admit defeat.

Woz's strength is still so desperate. However, I'm also the Onikenji, the queen of the sword! How could you just give up?

Angelina raised her greatsword again and staggered towards her opponent.

Besides, this is the first time Wolds has gotten up to fight me in earnest! Go for it and fight again!

Angelina turned her head, brushed away the strands of hair that was blocking her eyes with her shoulders, and when she looked up, she found that Woz had arrived in front of her.

"That's enough, Angelina, you've shown what you're capable of." Woz's voice was as calm as ever, as if the fierce battle hadn't affected him in any way.

Without praise, without criticism, without impartiality, as if commenting on an objective fact, Woz said what he said about Angelina.

Those who know Wolz well know that Woltz never praises anyone when it comes to strength – if there is, it must be just politeness. Neither would Woz, or disdain to belittle anyone. As for how to understand his evaluation, it is up to the parties themselves to experience it.

Obviously, Angelina will definitely not be satisfied with such an assessment, she can do better.

The rakshasa is once again in turmoil......

The suffocating sound of metal clashing finally stopped, and the greatsword "Rakshasa" sank back into the earth—Angelina could no longer hold it.

The girl looked at her hands with a slightly blank look on her face, as if she couldn't believe that she would drop the sword in her hand.

It's not that she's given up, it's simply out of strength. The fierce battle exhausted Angelina's full strength, no matter how strong she was, she was still a seventeen-year-old girl after all, and her physical strength was always her greatest weakness.

She couldn't even keep standing properly and staggered forward and fell.

Woz threw away the sword in his hand and held the girl in time.

Her whole body was soaked in sweat, and her body temperature was frighteningly high. Woz could feel the muscles in the girl's arm twitching wildly, as if she hadn't calmed down from the intense exercise she had just had.

This girl is really desperate.

Woz looked at her with some heartache, thought for a moment and said, "You deserve the trump card of the Demon Camp. ”

This time, it's definitely for sure. The girl's eyes sparkled, and the pretty face that had been tense finally bloomed into a smile.

One is definitely enough. It was only at this moment that Angelina thought that she was finally qualified to be called the trump card of the Demon Camp!