Only the name Sylvia, only this name is not qualified for England's use, the story contained in this name, the meaning it represents, and the countless bonds associated with this name, which cannot be replaced by England's name. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"You guy, give me a little bit of moderation!!" Clenched England's fist and slammed it upward, looking at England's face with a sore look that didn't seem to be fake, Cyril roared with a hint of depression in his mouth.

However, due to the slightly muffled voice in his mouth, and the fact that the two of them were now in the very center of the arena, no one could hear what they were saying except for a few Legendary-level epic powerhouses and a very small number of individual professionals with excellent hearing.

A hard punch into England's face sent him flying upside down, and Cyril followed him with a single step.

"You don't have ......" sped up above the backward England Mother, and Cyril slammed a punch into his abdomen and knocked him to the ground.

"Qualifying ......" grabbed England from the ground with one hand, and Cyril gripped his ankles and slammed him back and forth to the ground.

"Use this ......" flicked England into the air, and Cyril leaped hard, jumping slightly higher than England, and then slammed his right leg hard with a roundhouse kick.

"Name ......" raised his hands high, and in just a few breaths, a large black ball of lightning appeared on Cyril's raised hands, and after taking a deep breath, Cyril shook the ball of lightning with both arms.

"Because ......" waved his hand and smashed down the large ball of thunder and lightning, Cyril spun around, and kicked out more than a dozen magical slashes filled with black thunder and lightning with his feet one after another.

"I'm the ......" Cyril's whole body turned into a ball of black fireballs that flashed with black lightning at the edges, and smashed down, and the surging roar rushed through the arena, easily obscuring the shouting from Cirill's mouth.

After the "real ......" stood up, Cyril grabbed England's clothes and pulled him up, and in this way, he unleashed a dozen waves of lightning and flame on him one after another at close range.

"Sylvia McDowell!!" Sylvia stabbed England in the chest with a claw, and found the golden crystal that was still glittering in his chest and pulled it out.

Seeing that this thundering stone that exuded a golden luster suddenly began to flicker brightly and dimly, Sylvia let out a chuckle and crushed the thundering stone with one claw.

And at this moment, when the thundering stone shattered, England also let out a mournful roar, and then his body suddenly convulsed and fell backwards.

His body had also returned to its original form, neither lightning nor light had vanished, and it seemed that the elementalization had been lifted.

But unlike what most of the surrounding audience thought, the seemingly ferocious and cruel Sylvia didn't rush forward to kill this guy who was cruel to him just now, but he just stood in place with his arms crossed, and didn't seem to have any intention of continuing to go up to mend the knife.

The silver-haired elf, who slowly fell from the sky, checked England's injuries, then shook his head, stood up, walked over to Sylvia, and whispered to him, "Then congratulations on your victory, Lord Sage of Ten Thousand Laws...... No, I should say Cyrill. ”

Squinting her eyes slightly, Sylvia realized that she seemed to be screaming a little loudly in a hurry.

Sui said that the two were also very loud when they fought, but some guys with extremely keen five senses should still hear what was going on.

Hands were raised in the air, and the silver-haired elf announced in a high-pitched voice, "The winner of the second semi-final is Cyril, congratulations on making it to the finals." ”

Seeing Sylvia turn around and walk towards the passage, the silver-haired elf announced loudly, "In order to give the two players a good time to adjust, they will have a day off at the right time, and the final of the Legend Star Trials will start at ten o'clock in the morning the day after tomorrow." ”

Listening to the loud shouts of 'Cyril, Cyril' from the surrounding audience, Sylvia couldn't help but smile and shake her head, and then stepped onto the last step.

Looking at Helo, who was sitting in the chair with a relaxed look, Sylvia's face covered under the mask couldn't help but show a faint smile.

"Virtuous wolf...... I don't know how many generations of wolves this is...... Lina, that little guy, what he didn't do back then, he managed to do it hundreds of years later......"

More than 1,200 years ago, when Sylvia first met Angelina, he couldn't help but fall in love with her, but in the past thousand years, he has not succeeded in winning Angelina's heart.

Sylvia is almost the perfect companion by any measure.

His strength is strong enough, his heart is not bad, he is quite infatuated, and his appearance is not to mention. And as a legendary powerhouse and a legendary alchemist, his family wealth is unimaginably rich.

And it is precisely because of his extremely generous conditions that he has indeed attracted a lot of people of the opposite sex in the past thousand years, but Sylvia can also be called a model of infatuation.

All the opposite sex who confessed to him all returned, except for the vast majority of those who pestered him and were explicitly rejected by him, the remaining part became good friends with him.

Of course, in the hearts of those women, no one knows whether they just want to be friends with Sylvia.

And among them, there are women whose appearance, personality, and abilities are stronger than Angelina, but they still haven't been able to become Sylvia's lover.

However, Sylvia didn't expect that he only had a short amnesia for less than two months, and he would find the person he fell in love with at first sight.

During the journey back in the passage, Sylvia was still thinking that his love for Angelina for more than a thousand years was not a joke, and the love at first sight that happened two months ago certainly could not be compared to his love for Angelina.

But when he stepped on the last step and saw the figure that worried about himself, relieved himself, and laughed for himself, he was completely confused.

"What's going on? I'm supposed to love Angelina, but ......"

Seriously recalling Angelina's voice and smile, Sylvia found that she still had an absolute love for Angelina, and if Angelina appeared here now, he would definitely make the thousandth confession to her.

But in the same way, Sylvia found herself in love with Harrow, and this affection was real, not like...... It's love.

He can't help but fall in love with this girl who is willing to worry about himself, and can't help but scold himself when he sees himself hurt, but at the same time he will leave tears.

This girl who even fell asleep by herself, she had to make potions for herself without sleep, and even stayed up all night to accompany her injured girl.

This girl who always likes to wear all kinds of dresses, hides dozens of small shawls of different colors in the wardrobe, and always has a bright smile on her face.

This girl with a pair of fluffy brown ears and a big fluffy brown tail with a white tip can't help but wag her tail and shake her ears when she's happy.

This likes to eat apples.,Quite friendly to the beast clan.,Occasionally show some majesty.,A girl with a pretty cute mouth fetish.。

"No way...... the more she thought about why she fell in love with her, Sylvia found that her feelings for her would deepen, and she shook her head helplessly, and Sylvia's voice said to herself with a hint of a smile.

At this time, Helo, who stood up, found that Sylvia was staring at her with a slightly strange look, she tilted her head a little puzzled, and asked in a cute appearance that she didn't even notice, "What's wrong? Why are you staring at us so much? Is there anything dirty on our face?"

Shaking her head slightly, Sylvia suddenly stumbled under her feet as she walked towards Herro, and then her body couldn't help but fall forward.

Seeing this, Harrow hurriedly took a step forward, then reached out and hugged Sylvia, who was falling towards him.

After being supported by Helo's outstretched hand, Sylvia didn't get up immediately, but instead raised his hand and hugged Helo hard, and then slowly straightened up at the same time.

A blush rose on her face, and Harrow patted Sylvia on the shoulder, and said in a voice with a hint of embarrassment, "Stupid, stupid! What are you doing! There are so many people around!"

Feeling Helo's small fist that could be called an embroidered fist hit her shoulder, Sylvia said in a slightly tired voice: "Just let me hug it, I'm so tired now, I need to replenish my energy." ”

Hearing Sylvia say that she was tired, Harrow slowly stopped her fist swinging, and then pouted and said, "If you're tired, just rest well!"

"Love energy! I need strong love energy to dilute the negative emotions in my heart, holding Harrow is the best way!" Once you discover your emotions, you don't hesitate to face each other, this is Sylvia's style.

He had indeed tried to treat Angelina like this before, and the consequence was that he couldn't get out of bed for three days after being beaten by Angelina.

And when she hadn't tried it for years, and she found another person she loved so much, Sylvia's mischievous thoughts suddenly came to her, thinking about whether to try it.

And just when he was ready to be knocked on the head by Helo's punch, Helo reached out and gently rubbed Sylvia's medium-long white hair, and then whispered, "Well...... Don't say it so explicitly, it's very shy. ”

His eyes widened slightly, and for the first time, he felt the feeling of being filled inside, which made the corners of Sylvia's mouth can't help but raise a big smile, and then he fell into a deep sleep.