When the name of "Lan Yiwen" was called, it was already in the afternoon, and most of the more than 700 contestants had already been eliminated. I don't know if it's an illusion www.biquge.info the pen, but Lan Yiwen clearly felt that when his name sounded on the field, there were several lines of sight behind him, and several of them had cold malice.

Lan Yiwen stood in the middle of the arena, slowly moving his joints, staring closely at his first opponent, who was a typical aquatic teenager, with a slender physique and a delicate appearance. He stood there with a short staff in one hand, a shy smile on his face.

However, it was this gentle-looking boy who used the short staff in his hand to smash the bones of his opponent's whole body in a match, this kind of weird and ruthless martial art is quite rare in Mengyuan Dabiri.

The best way to deal with such an opponent is to fight from a distance, but Lan Yiwen doesn't have any good long-range means, so the only way to win is to fight hard in close quarters. "This little ghost probably uses skill, and his strength shouldn't be too strong. ”

Lan Yiwen's breath sank, his feet exerted force, holding the long knife he had temporarily borrowed from Daiya in his hand, and slashed at the young man gently and skillfully, this time Lan Yiwen did not use all his strength, but mainly tempted.

The long knife roared, faintly carrying the sound of the wind, the young man seemed to be stunned by the knife, and watched Lan Yiwen rush over in a daze, until the blade hit his face, and he hurriedly raised a short staff as if he was awakened, and met the chopping blade from the bottom up. The other hand was like a winter snake that woke up, suddenly rising, stealthily and dexterously stabbing at Lan Yiwen's heart, and a faint blue light flashed on the short staff, thinking that it was attached to some kind of strengthening magic.

If it weren't for the methods he had seen this young man before, Lan Yiwen would have slashed it with a knife, because no matter who he was, he would think that this weak young man would die under the knife. But fortunately, Lan Yiwen had already taken precautions, and on the side of his body he avoided the short cane that the young man sneaked into, and the long knife was raised diagonally and obliquely, wiping towards the young man's neck.

When the young man saw that Lan Yiwen was not fooled and took advantage of the situation to attack, a flash of surprise flashed in his eyes. The body folds down abruptly, as if it is boneless. Dodging the blade's slash, a wave suddenly surged under the young man's feet, taking him back like a swimming snake, and suddenly he distanced himself from Lan Yiwen again.

Looking at the young man who instantly distanced himself from him, Lan Yiwen couldn't help but take a sip. "Damn, I almost forgot that there was magic in this damn world, and it was cheating. ”

"You don't seem to know magic?" The young man seemed to be able to hear Lan Yiwen's self-talk, he tilted his head and looked at Lan Yiwen carefully, still with a shy smile on his face, and his voice was low, like an introverted little boy. "Oh, I really didn't feel the fluctuations of magic, it seems that you really can't do magic, then I'm sorry. The young man didn't wait for Lan Yiwen's response, the magic power on his body surged, his hands stretched forward, a handful of blue light bloomed from the crystals at the ends of the two short rods in his hands, and two water whips were like wild pythons, leading out of the rod and twisting wildly. "I wanted to save it for the end, but seeing you like this, let me see the power of the 'Sea Serpent' first. As he spoke, the water whip was like a living creature, and it seemed to come towards Lan Yiwen with a roar.

The young man's thin body but the short staff on his arms led to two thick water whips dancing wildly, occupying half of the arena, and the extremely incongruous scene made Lan Yiwen have a false sense of incongruity. Seeing that the water whip was coming, he swung his knife to block, but unexpectedly, the strength of the water whip turned out to be extremely large, Lan Yiwen was careless, and the long knife in his hand was taken off.

The long knife left his hand, Lan Yiwen did not panic, he himself had never learned any knife skills, and he just held the knife in line with the spirit of "one inch long, one inch strong, one inch short, and one inch dangerous", now the two water whips on the opposite side can be too long, and holding the knife is also cumbersome. Leaving the knife, Lan Yiwen did not retreat but advanced, facing the frenzied water whip and going upstream.

Seeing that Lan Yiwen was not afraid of the water whip approaching against the current, the young man flashed a trace of surprise, and immediately showed a light smile of disdain. The two thick water whips were divided into nine, and for a while, half of the arena was shrouded in the boy's water whip, and the magic weapon "Nine Snakes Mass Burial"!

Eighteen water whips were like eighteen frenzied water snakes, opening their huge mouths, revealing their hideous fangs and striking at Lan Yiwen with a "hiss" roar. Whips have always been known for their wide range of attacks, and eighteen water whips dance in a ball, enveloping half of the arena with a palpitating whistling sound. The powerful force of the slash sent the hard ground to the screeching rubble.

However, Lan Yiwen is like a lonely boat in the huge waves, drifting forward in the water whip, thanks to the unique effect of "breaking the waves" and the experience of the previous underground battle, Lan Yiwen can keenly feel the flow of the water whip, and can move forward in the dense water whip. When Lan Yiwen rushed in front of the young man, there were only a few more bruises on his body.

In the young man's horrified gaze, Lan Yiwen rushed out from the attack of the dense water whip and attacked the young man's eyes. "Just a water whip, it doesn't hurt or itch!" Before he finished speaking, his fist had already struck out towards the boy. Hearing only the sound of "pop", the water magic cover released by the young man in a hurry was like a fragile eggshell shattered by Lan Yiwen.

"Fly for me. Without the protection of the magic cover, the thin boy was like a lonely boat in the eye of a hurricane, fluttering. With the momentum, Lan Yiwen fit and collided head-on with the boy, and the huge impact force made the boy's thin body fly straight out of the field, and fell heavily on the ground outside the arena with a "bang", smashing out a shallow pit. The two short rods were not pulled by the young man's magic power, and the eighteen water whips turned into flowing water and fell to the ground.

Won, Lan Yiwen looked at the boy who fell on the sidelines and passed out in a coma. He turned his head to look at the main stand, which was covered by a wide canopy that blocked the sun's rays and cast a shadow of darkness. Lan Yiwen narrowed his eyes and could only faintly see the figure inside. But even so, he could still feel eyes converge here.

"I'm afraid there are a lot of people who are going to be disappointed."

In the stands, as the only daughter of the Grand Duke of Liverth, Mora's seat was next to Diana.

Although the two of them are players, they obviously don't need to play on the first day, which is already a common practice. Her curvaceous upper body leaned forward slightly, and a pair of beautiful and moving eyes looked intently at the field. There's a battle going on against Lan Yiwen.

It seems that Mora obviously heard the conflict between Lan Yiwen and Carl before, so he showed a special interest in Lan Yiwen. Seeing that Lan Yiwen was about to win, her mouth opened slightly, turned her head to Dai Ya and said, "Huh? Is that Dai Ya's sister's follower? ”

"Yes, Sister Mora. "Dai Ya responded lightly, Lan Yiwen's injury has almost recovered in the past few days, and it does not affect the battle. Although Daiya knew Mora, she had only met a few times, and her relationship was not close, and she heard more rumors about her in the royal capital.

"I've heard he's a very interesting guy, I wonder where Sister Dia found him?" said Mora, glancing to the other side of the stands, where Carl was watching the battle with a grim smile.

Although she couldn't figure out the real thoughts of the female archduchess, Daiya still replied shallowly: "It's just that Daiya ran into it by chance." ”

"It's just that it looks like it's only going to be brutal, I'm afraid it won't last long, but there are many people who want to fight him, and I hope that Sister Daiya will remind him to be careful. Don't"

"It's okay, I have confidence in Mr. Lan Yiwen and believe that he will not let me down. ”

"Sister Daiya is really happy, with two reassuring brothers, unlike my sister, I don't even have brothers and sisters. Mora said with a slight wistfulness, glancing at the seats of Serge and Rommel. However, Rommel was the only one there, and Serbia and Montenegro left at some point.

"Although Sister Mora has no brothers and sisters, I heard that Sister You have a wide range of friends, and you have maintained a good relationship with many noble children, and you are very popular in the royal capital. Deya glanced at Mora, still with a light smile on her face.

"That's just anecdotal evidence. Being pushed by Daiya, Mora looked at her in surprise. It seems that this Three Princesses is not as indifferent as the rumors.

After that, the game was tepid, although there was no shortage of exciting games,

The first day of competition ended quickly, for those who lost the game, some people were happy and some were sad, some people even if they lost but relied on good performances, they would still be appreciated and favored, and some people lost in disgrace and still returned to nothing.

When Mora got out of the car, he was still reminiscing about the day's race, and even though some civilians were eliminated on the first day, there were still plenty of people to be recruited. She lifted the corners of her skirt lightly, and slowly walked into her "palace" under the greeting of the maid and the butler.

"Lilith, bring me a glass of Podac. Mora gently took off her gloves and handed them to the maid on the side, and walked towards her soft couch, although she didn't need to play today, Mora still felt very tired, and the burden on her own as a woman was really not easy.

Mora walked through the foyer, past the hall and up to the second floor, slightly presumptuously burying herself in a soft chair. The soft suede touched the skin, giving Mora an inexplicable sense of relief.

"Even in the safest places, you can't let your guard down. ”

"Who?!" Mora's abrupt voice startled Mora to find anyone else in the room besides herself.

Mora jumped up from the soft chair, and several defensive spells were triggered, as was the magic bracelet on her wrist, and she looked warily in the direction from which the voice came.

In the gloom of light and shadow sat a man, his face firmly enclosed by a wide hood, gloomy and unrecognizable.

The man slowly sat up from his chair and stepped out of the darkness, lifting his hood to look at Mora.