According to the official explanation of the Empire, they are born with a special ability that can be explained scientifically, and when the Empire can really induce this ability in batches, the public will basically accept this statement.

Of course, under the influence of practical factors such as the high cost of experimentation and the extreme rarity of primitive abilities, this little poke is always just a conversation point for people after dinner, and sometimes it is even possible to ignore their existence without thinking about it.

The only channel that will make the vast majority of people truly feel the authenticity of the Alien is actually the current fair and open duel occasion.

Although most of the adept duels are either brutally lackluster or inexplicably overwhelmed...... As an ordinary person, the vast majority of viewers even have to use external conditions such as high-speed cameras to slow down, professional commentators, and piles of nouns to appreciate the excitement of the battle in a relatively lagging way.

However, people are always more interested in special events that happen to their own kind, especially those who exceed the limits of ordinary people.

The battle between the girl and the boy, for the people on the scene, the dueling arena was actually empty.

The audience was keeping their heads down, trying to pull each seat in their hands with all kinds of special equipment, trying to try their luck to capture one or two valuable fragments in the dense real-time data and replay images.

Occasionally, someone uploads a successfully captured picture to this local area network, and immediately startles a series of calls, comments, and likes, which makes that person more proud and proud, and then enters a state of busyness again.

As for the official serious commentary, no one pays attention to it, after all, that kind of thing can't just go home and watch the replay on TV, how can there be a tense atmosphere of doing it yourself in person?

Compared with the complicated operation of the spectators on the sidelines, the exchange of punches and kicks between the two duelists is undoubtedly more simple and pure.

Midnight was still on the defensive.

He couldn't help but guard, Fang Yating after that person's careful training was really difficult to figure out, and under the steady and steady attack, Ling Ye couldn't hit the other party at all for a while.

And he didn't want to expose his spiritual spells under the noses of many idle people.

The same is true for objects such as the Stealth Orb, and even if they are actually used, they may be cracked, and a good hole card will be wasted.

He had to hold on, waiting for a good opportunity to break out.

Gradually, after Ling Ye's spiritual power in his body was consumed very little, and all the important parts of the meridians were blocked by clusters of firelight, the scene finally became obvious.

Ren is Fang Yating has some of the power of the Three Realms, and she is circling around the Youth League, and she is using experimental tricks one after another, and the consumption is actually much higher than that of the other party, and the spiritual power at this time is not surplus.

She still thought it was worth it, the brute force of the young man in front of her was terrifying, more than the captain had described to her.

Although it was extremely rare to be hit once like a bruise, every time she was breathless, the frequency of her attacks was greatly reduced, and she needed to breathe for a long time to recover intact.

Until now, this person has no spiritual power, so he must not be able to urge such a strong force, right?

Ling Ye's power has indeed been weakened by more than one or two percent, and he has already made up his mind that he will find a way to learn a few tricks when he goes back, and a deliberately targeted style of play like this really makes him feel aggrieved.

He has nowhere to use his strength, and he has sold flaws many times during the period, and even deliberately exposed the empty door almost like admitting defeat, but the other party is unwilling to take advantage of the slightest advantage, and has never fought with him.

This little girl is clearly a crispy mage who is inferior to him in terms of strength and speed, but just with the spell that converts spiritual power into power with one hand, as well as the flexible body and footwork, he is about to be dragged to death!

He can see that the other party has made up his mind not to confront him head-on, and it is very likely that he will have to fight until he can't even move his fingers.

In battle, he has no chance, and he can't create opportunities, and he can't fight hard.

What about language?

The psychological shadow of the little sister in front of her is obvious, and she can be easily angered with just a few words.

It's just that there is no point in this way, and the two sides are not really mortal enemies.

And if he encounters a stranger who restrains him so much in the future, he can't just surrender, right?

There is still a way.

Ling Ye thought, and then did so.

He stopped trying to knock him down, didn't even defend himself, and lay down on the rough rocky ground in the middle of the arena.

Fang Yating's one or two moves of attacking with her hands and feet were straight to the point, and she couldn't kill him, if she used spell bombardment, her spiritual power would be consumed faster.

Ling Ye certainly had to pay the price of losing his ability to dodge flexibly, but it was already difficult for him to dodge the opponent's attack, and now it was not much worse.

It's the girl's turn to decide, whether to use awkward punches and kicks to attack the boy who fell to the ground, or use spells to give him a hard blow?

Melee attacks are already inconvenient.

When she herself did this earlier, it was because she considered that the boy was unlikely to kill her directly, and he would definitely come close to investigate, and this was an opportunity.

She didn't have the good body of a teenager, and she subconsciously vetoed the plan to rely on the past - that is, to kick with her feet, what if she was held by that guy fiercely?

Keeping in mind the captain's explanation that "you must not let your body be restrained", Fang Yating tentatively threw a light red fireball over.

After a bang, seeing that the half-black young man actually didn't mean to move, she gritted her silver teeth, and smashed a series of orange-red fireballs with even more power.

The boy was still lying on the ground, and the fireballs the size of a skull did not explode immediately, but only ignited a field of flames within an area of more than twenty square meters around him.

Before the smell of meat could fly, he rolled away from the flames, and when he was about to continue lying down, he found that the wide flame attack had also burned with him.

Ling Ye, who couldn't do it, finally stood up amid the constant shouting and scolding of the audience.

At this time, his original casual clothes had already been burned to the ground, but he was not naked, but wore a piece of animal skin pants with a turquoise body.

The battle continues.

He doesn't seem to have much to do?

"Yating, you shouldn't have much spiritual power, right?" Ling Ye proposed to the girl not far away with a pleasant face, "Can't it stop here......?"

Fang Yating, who didn't plan to get close to the past, snorted coldly and said, "You have a master who has a grudge against me, and you also injured Sister Li Li's younger brother, two reasons are enough." ”

Lily...... Who is this?

Have I messed with any guy surnamed Li these days?

After thinking for a while, Ling Ye found the other party in a corner of the memory that was about to be destroyed in his mind, and he had the impression that when he arrived at the beginning of the school, there was a gangster surnamed Li who came to find trouble......