"I don't understand what you're saying!"

Yurna pushed away the long knife and swung the Moonwheel Twin Blades to launch a counterattack.

The young lady's version of Qili turned the festival into strength, and the long knife went straight and straight, making it difficult for Yurina to parry.

Pulling the tide of light from the stands, Kiri slashed Yurna to the edge of the field.

Every step she takes is extremely graceful and precise, and she steps on it with great stability, otherwise she will stumble again.

Yurna had no way to retreat, and rose into the air, and the moon wheel went straight to the back of Qili's neck.

Qili swirls with a long knife and stands on one leg, driving her body to dance like a ballet.

The surge of the light tide became even more intense, causing the power carried by this knife to skyrocket. With a sonorous sound, a moon wheel flew up from its hand and disappeared into the air.

Yurna dragged a line of blood and fell out, and when she stood up clutching her chest, the huge scar that almost split her upper body could not be concealed.

The points of light surrounded Yurna like stars, and let Qili confirm that the elves in the stands were not only calling for beauty, but also for the distorted and perverted beauty.

"I underestimated you, Kirly. ”

Yurna said frankly: "You have actually crossed the original threshold a long time ago and reached the depths of the palace of beauty. ”

She scrutinized Kirly, her gaze sliding from her silver hair to her blindfold, to her red lips for a moment, and then to her chest, which was covered by openwork lace. There was a white chest line, which was extremely deep.

Then his gaze swept over his tight waist, paused for a moment on the strange leather boots that wrapped his slender legs, and his thighs became fuller, and finally landed on the giant sword that Qili was carrying.

"The delicacy of our elves, the whimsy of humans, and the stubborn rationality of dwarves like stones, are so harmonious," said Yurna, "and you have transcended the beauty of the human body, and I wonder if this is the end for you." ”

The flowing light enveloped her body, and she said, "Let's start the real showdown!"

The light flashed in front of her, and Yurna transformed again.

With the emerald green as the base and the gold and jade as the decoration, Yurna was covered with a layer of tight armor.

The armor covers almost all the skin, but the texture similar to the leather armor shows the figure of an elven angel. Qili's figure is already at the supermodel level, but the elf angel is taller and more slender than her, even if the altitude is a little lower somewhere, the stretched curve dwarfs Qili.

But this armor only showed the curves of the torso, and there was heavy armor similar to metal texture on the shoulders, shins, wrists, etc., making her whole person exude a cold and murderous aura.

Under the ornate helmet shaped like a bird's crown, the mask obscures most of its face, revealing only a pair of clear and flawless eyes.

Holding a long weapon similar to Fang Tian's painting halberd in both hands, Yurna stepped forward, her skirt and armor swaying, making a pleasant and crisp sound of clanging.

"This is the costume of the Guards of the Elven Empire, not a ceremonial costume, it is like this on the battlefield", Yurna leveled her halberd and pointed at Qili: "You are right, the beauty of arousing the desire to reproduce is very low-level, and the beauty of battle is even purer. Now, I'll defeat you with the most beautiful battle!"

The waves of light poured in, lifting the white cloak behind her, and Qili had to admit that if this was a sculpture, it must be a peerless work.

The swords and halberds intersected, and Yurna's posture became calm and refined, and there was no longer anything related to selling meat, but the curve of the torso, the rhythm of the arms and legs, and the rotation of the weapon, but completely integrated the beauty of women into the battle, making Qili feel more and more pressure.

The arena was filled with dust, but it quickly dissipated, and the beauty of the two different styles was shining, blazing, and even burning from the battle, and it was impossible to tell who it was betting on from the stands.

Time passed, and the direction of the light tide gradually became apparent, and Yurna began to affect more fluctuations.

This is indeed a beauty that transcends low-level tastes, but it is more because Yurna's Praetorian Guard shape and combat posture are exclusive to elves, and she is born with a bonus in the aesthetics of her kind.

It's not fair!

The long knife slashed, unloading the heavy power, and used a series of standard young ladies to roll on the ground to distance Yurna, and at the same time harvest a wave of light. Compared to before, the power that Qili can gain has been drastically reduced.

However, compared to this route, Qili's confidence is even stronger.

She decided to say goodbye to the brush, the young lady has played her due role, and the next battle is no longer capable of the young lady.

Her hair changed color, her short skirt and leather boots turned into a faint golden light, and after a few moments, Qili transformed into a new form.

A heavy armor enveloped the whole body, and the curve of the waist and the slight bulge of the breastplate inadvertently emphasized the gender.

In front of the huge helmet, most of the hemispherical armor glowing yellow completely obscures the face, and it looks extremely weird.

The armor is very different from Finn's style, and it is even more extreme than Yurna's. There are no rounded corners, no ornate ornamentation, and any part seems to have a practical use, even the color is like a steely black-gray color, so that the whole person looks more like a puppet.

Looking at the magic crossbow in her hand, which seemed to have no bow, Yurina smiled: "Do you regard eccentricity as beauty? ”

Sure enough, there was not a single point of light in the stands that flowed to the puppet version of Qili.

Qi Li picked up the magic guide crossbow and used the Evil Breaker Slash as a bullet, shooting out a pillar of pale golden light. As the light and shadow shifted, a little bit, two or a little bit of white light began to converge towards her.

"Beauty is a form that transcends material needs, and it reproduces the materialization of the wisdom of living beings, the will of man, the feelings and emotions of man, in addition to the means of satisfying the needs of nature. After the form becomes beauty, it has an independent value, and the meaning of beauty is realized by presenting and influencing people's senses. ”

In an endorsement-like tone, Kiri said something that Yurna couldn't understand at all: "Beauty represents man's domination of the world, beauty condenses man's creativity, wisdom, skill and strength, and accumulates people's emotions, ideals and aspirations. It is not only sensual, but also contains a rational grasp of the world. ”

"What is the truth of beauty? It is the harmony between man's self-realization and the world outside man, and the shaping of the form of things through sensibility. Including but not limited to our current comparison of shape, action, and presentation. ”

Standing steadily, he used the strange magic crossbow to shoot out light golden beams, and the gray-black matte armor reflected a low and fine light in the golden light, pulling more points of light to rush in.

From this truth, it can be deduced that the form of beauty is both independent and cannot be completely separated from the content. It can't be ahead of its time, it can't lag behind, and it can't be completely metaphysical without a content foundation. ”

When the first beam of light passed, Yurna let the golden light splash across her armor. But as Kiri kept shooting, she began to resist with her halberd. When Yurna flew closer, Qili's armor spewed out a faint smoke from the front and back, and she dodged and retreated with her body, seemingly clumsy movements, but attracted more points of light, and finally converged into a tide of light.

"Yurna, the armor on your body has too many decorations that have nothing to do with the content, that is, the battle. These forms go far beyond what the content can match, so that instead of sublimating beauty, it becomes a redundant burden. Your shape is indeed a work of art that can be passed down to the world, but it is separated from the content, and its beauty becomes a stagnant and empty presentation. It cannot gain the approval of the broadest masses of the people, and the power of its beauty is limited. ”

"Look at me, Yurna, my Master Chief armor is extremely concise, it has no frills, everything is in the service of combat. Inferred from the truth of beauty, it has no beauty because its form is completely subordinate to its content. But because the content is precisely the battle, it merges with the content into a higher form, and such a form is enduring!"

As Kiri shot, the tide of light used on her became more and more surging, and gradually caught up with Yurna.

"This is the beauty of pure combat! The beauty of violence! No matter what world or era, only when weapons and equipment are perfectly matched with the way of fighting can we create a shocking beauty!"

The tide of light poured into his body, bringing a steady stream of power, making Qili's Fein version of the MA5B assault rifle shoot non-stop.

Taste the wrath of the female version of Master Chief!

Fall under the aesthetics of violence that has spanned countless eras!

Although it is true that you elves cannot accept such beauty at first, it is self-evident which of the battles of two different eras is more advanced in terms of power and thought. When this gap spreads in the heart, even the elves will fall for the sheer beauty of this stupid, black and coarse, unadorned, but everything obeys the needs.

Yurina was hit by the beams one after another, and was shocked to find that the tide of light that had converged on the strange puppet on the opposite side had a tendency to catch up with her.

"This is not ...... reasonable"

Yurna was still puzzled, but when she saw the flash of light reflected on the clear yellow face armor and the gray and black iron armor, her heart trembled.

It has nothing to do with actual power, but I vaguely feel that behind this appearance, there is something extremely simple, but it can support the whole world. It was something like that that took away the spectators in the stands, and now the hearts and minds of myself.

"Beauty is the form above the content, and the relationship between the content and the form ......"

Yurna muttered, as if she understood something.

The halberd stationed, blocking a series of beams, and Yurna slid backwards as her figure was wrapped in a layer of white light.

When she stopped, the image changed again.

Leopard skin wrapped around his body, his feet bare, his long hair flowing haphazardly, and his shoulders occasionally peeking out of his quiver.

A longbow was held in her hand, and she stared at the cat's waist, as if judging her prey.

I saw her suddenly leap up, her longbow full of strings, and shoot out a silver light, splitting Qi Li's pale gold beam, shooting through the armor of the Master Chief, and causing Qi Li to retreat several steps before standing firm.

The tide of light swelled like a torrent, converging on Yurna, and watching this elven hunter who was as simple as an ancient human, Qili's helmet dissipated, and he spat out a mouthful of unwilling blood.

Yurna's wisdom is not to be underestimated, and despite the oddity of grammar and diction, she still understands it.

But she's still eating on racial leanings, it's cheating!

Yurna saw Qili's thoughts, stretched her posture, and the longbow was full again, and said with a smile: "Thank you for your prompt, which gave me a new understanding of beauty, but you still can't defeat me!"

"Don't blame me for winning power by the beauty of my kind, the elves are the spirits of eternal glory, the primordial souls of Finn, and the beauty of the elves is the beauty of the spirits!

The battle was fierce, but I wasn't out of tricks.

Whether it's the Dull King or the young lady, or the Master Chief, in terms of true aesthetics, they are still just low-level products, and now, it's time for you to see the real beauty.

Qi Li wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and said lightly: "It may be the case in Finn, but I also know another truth, the nation is the world." It can be inferred from this that the Huaxia is also multiverse. ”

As the words fell, the Master Chief's armor melted into golden light, stretching and fluttering on his body. A moment later, ribbons were flying, gauze skirts were fluttering, black hair was in a high bun, and a gorgeous crown was freshly dressed, and a flying fairy appeared.

Carrying a pair of single swords, Kiri dragged out a brilliant colored light and flew towards Yurna, like a smart fish in the water.

The tide of light that fell on Yurna suddenly split up and turned to Qili. Not only did Qi Li easily slash another silver light, but the seemingly thin long sword wrestled towards Yurina with the power of an irresistible whirlpool.

Yurina exclaimed, "What kind of form is this!?What is the content!?"

"It's hard to tell you the difference between immortals and gods at once, in short, it's just a form," Qi Li said with a grin: "The noble side is that mortals are eager to break free from their shackles and embrace heaven and earth freely. On the vulgar side, mortals can conquer god-like beings and make her sing and dance for herself. ”

As he spoke, his figure crept like a breeze, catching up with Yurna, who was constantly jumping and trying to get rid of her. The twin swords wrenched her body, and Yurna fell down with a muffled grunt, one arm flying out of her body.

A little white light stuck to her arm, pulling Yurna's body back, and the wound healed rapidly. But at this time, the tide of light points dragged by Qili was already surging, and the general trend was unstoppable.

Yurna gasped softly, "I really didn't expect that you would have to face the final test so soon. ”

What is the final test?

Qi Li also has a headache, if it is not enough to become a flying sky, do you have to dance the Thousand Hands Guanyin Dance next?

Or find another way, come to the Pure Land of Bliss, come to the countryside to kill Matt's embarrassment?

The white wings reappeared, and Yurna reverted to her original angelic form and floated into the air.

Then there was a darkness in front of her, and it seemed as if all the light had been sucked into Yurna's body and erupted from her body.

At this time, Yurna's whole person has changed, she has no wings, her hair color has become silvery white, her eyes are spewing blazing white light, and other details are difficult to leave any traces in her heart, there is only one thought.

It's beautiful......

It's so beautiful that it's adorable......

This made Chi Li subconsciously think of the situation when she first saw Little Red Riding Hood, although she did not have this shock because of the extreme beauty, but it was also difficult to look at her face directly, and she couldn't help but want to kneel and kowtow.

A voice like fairy music resounded in the air: "I am Nil Serra, the god of beauty of the Spirit of Eternal Glory, mortal, show me your beauty, and overcome me with your beauty." ”

Defeat a ghost!

The boiling groove in Qili's heart suppressed the force that made her knees, and she directly took the beauty god out, how can you play this game?

The tide of light that floated from the stands instantly shifted to Nilsella, and it was impossible to distinguish the points of light in it.

The goddess of beauty, incarnated by Yurna, said in a languid tone, "It's a pity that you still can't get the inheritance of Nilsella's beauty. ”

Honestly, I don't care at all!

But if I can't defeat you, I can't leave this hellish place, and even die, so I really have to use the square...... No, the cubic level is serious!

Qi Li's mind was condensed, and she quickly used her brain, looking for a way to break the situation.

Out of the corner of her eye, she swept to the stands, yo, wasn't that the jade and morning light that led her in?

The two of them glanced at themselves, vaguely sensing concern, and then turned to "Nirsella" and prayed sincerely.

Thinking of the reactions of these elven mergers before, Qi Li suddenly felt that her only chance was on the mergers. If the soul of the person who prayed has not changed in essence, and still has the heart of a mortal, it will still be the same person.

Kiri discarded the flying attire, and even the armor she had worn when she came here, and wore the standard attire of a Fei Gong member, her long hair was tied in a ponytail haphazardly, and she held the handle of Tyr in her hand, and slowly walked towards Nir Serra.

A short plain linen robe dyed red, a sleeveless shoulder woven of primary linen on the coat, and straw sandals woven by himself on his feet, and a size specially prepared for Qili, which fits his feet very well.

Other than that, there are no trinkets and no extra equipment.

Kiri stood still in front of Nilsera and looked up, "You want to see the beauty of a mortal who can overcome you?"

"Yes, it's almost impossible to do that," said Nilsera, "but I have a glimmer of hope. ”

Tyr's handle hummed out the blade of light, and Kiri said in a resolute tone, "You'll see it soon!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she leapt to her feet and slashed her lightsaber at Nilsera.

Success or failure is here......

With a muffled pop, Kiri flew upside down, two spears condensed from pure light piercing her shoulder blades and pinning her to the ground.

Niel Sera sighed deeply, "That's it, I don't see anything that can be beautiful." ”

"Didn't you?"

Qili spat out a mouthful of blood, gritted her teeth and screamed, ripping her body out of the spear.

There were no points of light floating from the stands, the wounds were not treated, and blood flowed down the shoulder blades, staining the shoulders redder than the red clothes inside. The sharp pain made Kiri's cheeks twitch, and the hand holding the lightsaber was shaking.

"Not even the poignancy of the wound is gone, you look ugly like this", Nil Serra reminded "kindly".

Qi Li crooked her lips and squinted her eyes, "On the contrary, in the eyes of mortals, I am the most beautiful at this moment. ”

She took a deep breath and leaped high again, her lightsaber slashing down.

Two, no, four spears of light pierced her chest, pinning her in midair.

"Nilsera" sighed, "I'm sorry, it's all over, your beauty has not overcome me, and you will stay here forever and perish with the kingdom of God." ”

Qi Li vomited blood and scanned the stands with difficulty: "Not one?"

"Not a single one", Nil Serra clearly understood what she was asking.

Qi Li suddenly smiled, and smiled happily: "Then I understand, the mergers are not real people, they have no souls, they are just puppets of the gods. ”

Niel Serra was puzzled: "Why?"

"If they still have the heart of a mortal, aren't they the most beautiful in their eyes who dare to challenge God?"

Qi Li grinned, her mouth was full of blood, but she smiled like a hundred million from the sky: "It has nothing to do with people, challenging the gods with such content, even in the roughest form, is the most meaningful and worthy of taste, this is exactly the beauty that the gods can never reach." ”

She moved her body with great difficulty, and said to "Nil Sera": "Help me up, I can still fight." ”

"Nil Serra" was stunned, and the blazing light that wrapped around her body shook for a moment, and suddenly disintegrated into a turbulent stream of light, surging into Qili's body.