In the training ground, with Wang Qilin's order, the two sides shone with brilliant light one after another, and they were all unfolding their own techniques. Naturally, the surrounding spectators were happy to see the start of the game and cheered excitedly. Some people shouted the names of the two, some were just cheering, and there were even some female students among them, maybe they were the fans of the two (?).

"Trace On (Limited Projection [Sword])"

Lu Jia unfolded the technique and used projection magic, which in a sense, still belongs to the category of ordinary armed magic. He projected a heavy sword, but he held it in one hand, as if the weight of the sword was just a daily routine for him. The tip of the majestic greatsword shone with a sharp edge, pointing diagonally at the ground.

"Oh! If you actually take out this kind of big killing weapon, then I can't lose. ”

Wang Qilin pretended to be taken aback by the posture of holding the giant sword alone, of course he came prepared, and studied Lu Jia's fighting style. But the flesh against the sword seems to sound too stupid. Wang Qilin lifted her sleeves, perhaps because she didn't feel heroic enough, so she simply took off her jacket and left only a short-sleeved shirt. The tight shirt fits the shape of its muscles very well, and on the other hand, Lu Jia's side does not have that feeling of full power, but only compared with the big sword, Wang Qilin's momentum is also three points weaker. However, this did not affect his belligerent enthusiasm, and he immediately put on that big grin, smiled at Lu Jia, and began to chant instead.

"Magic circuit, unfold. Mana supply, input. Circulatory system, run. Neural structure, elucidation. Body tissue, enchanted. ”

As the unfolding magic circuits appeared on his arms and neck, the life force was transformed into magic power one after another, filling every corner of his body, and even the blood vessels were filled with magic power. They soaked into the skin, gradually spilled out, and finally clinged to and spread all over the surface of his body.

"True Yan Dragon Yin, Creation, Life Armor"

The pale blue veins swelled, and finally wrapped around him like vines. Then the bundles came together, and the blue light burst out like fireworks, and in its place was a red armor as dazzling as fire, with dents on the chest and sides of the armor that seemed to have been carved by dragon claws, and buried in them were sparkling liquid gems as green as slimes, which flowed slowly as if they were alive. The armor of his right arm is engraved with a dark green pictogram incantation, resembling the head of a proud dragon. At this moment, Wang Qilin was not in a state of full armament, his head was not covered by armor, and what was naked was still his expression full of fighting spirit for the battle in front of him.

“oh!!!”

"Beginning, Beginning, Beginning!!"

......

The surrounding spectators saw that the two of them sacrificed their weapons and equipment one after another, and they all began to cheer, and they were all full of interest and excitement for the next game.

Lu Jia was not suppressed by this sudden armor, but instead sank his heavy sword, placed it diagonally on his side, and shot out. It's so fast that it's like using magic that strengthens itself. Without hesitation, he galloped towards Wang Qilin. The latter naturally reacted quickly, and seeing that it was coming in an instant, he first crossed his hands in front of him in advance, trying to strike at the moment. Lu Jia slashed out diagonally from the bottom up, and the heavy giant sword slashed at Wang Qilin's arms covered by red armor, and for a moment the flames were scattered.

And Lu Jia was blocked by this blow, naturally he had no intention of stopping, he took the opportunity to change the right hand holding the sword to his left hand, and mobilized the magic power in his body to project a big sword again, with the same appearance and the same weight. He grabbed his right hand and slashed out towards Wang Qilin again.

Seeing this, Wang Qilin took a step back while holding the big sword with both hands, but unexpectedly, Lu Jia suddenly changed his slash to a stabbing attack, and the sharp tip stabbed straight into Wang Qilin's abdomen. The latter felt the pressure in his abdomen, but the armor was too hard, and the sword did not have any practical effect. Wang Qilin took advantage of the gap to turn defense into offense, holding the big sword stabbed in the abdomen with her right hand, blocking another big sword with her left hand, and kneeling straight towards Lu Yingding.

However, with his strong reaction speed, the latter instantly let go of the two hands holding the big sword, held Wang Qilin with one hand and kicked towards his legs, grabbed backwards, and chanted at high speed:

"Trace On - Link up - Access Core: The Emperor Sword

Out of the void was born a great sword that shimmered with silver light and majesty, and the body of the sword was engraved with intricate words, and the momentum that cut through everything spread rapidly like a king in the world. The invisible, coercive pressure that even makes the students around him taste a thing or two.

Lu Jia held the Qin King's sword tightly in his hands with both hands, and then raised the sword to cut it off. Wang Qilin sensed a sense of crisis from this sword, so he slammed a big sword held in his hand in reverse with the hilt towards Lu Jia, and his body tended to lean down slightly, as if he was planning to dodge the blow by bending down.

The hilt of the sword slammed straight into Lu Jia's abdomen, but he didn't stop, but relied on the strength of his abdominal muscles and the friction of his legs to withstand the attack and keep himself from being repulsed. And he took advantage of the situation and slashed at Wang Qilin's head, which did not have any protective gear.

In the face of such an offensive, the latter smiled slightly. First, he pushed away the big sword blocking between the two with one hand, and faced Lu Jia, bumping into each other. Before Wang Qilin pushed away the blade, she instantly raised her other hand and clenched her fist to gain momentum.

"Bajiquan: Earthquake Shake"

He let his left leg step back without moving, his body bent forward, and at that moment, the majestic magic power was condensed on the fist of his right hand, and this move seemed to be able to shake the clouds. However, Lu Jia was not caught off guard by this surprise attack, his big sword did not cut straight down, but used both hands to support the hilt of the sword to draw an arc in the air like a round dance, and the attack method changed from slashing to stabbing, and it was a barb. That is to say, even if Lu Jia is punched out by this punch, then the sword blade will still pierce Wang Qilin's armor, and if he remains still, although it will be a little reluctant and weakened, he can still stab this sword. And what brought about this turn was the Western swordsmanship that Lu Jia used just now that could urgently change the way of attack-Sword Dance.

However, the punch cannot be withdrawn once it has been delivered, and even if it can, with Wang Qilin's arrogance and persistence in the battle, he will never stop this punch, so at the moment this is a situation where both sides must lose.

However, Wang Qilin still had a way that was not a way at the moment, he forcibly changed the trajectory of the fist very reluctantly, although it was only slightly changed from the original direction, but he thought of relying on a slight angle to avoid the most dangerous blow. Although judging from the results, this blow is still inevitable, but at least it will not be ugly.

Lu Jia understood that if he only took this punch with his physical body, no matter how strong his body was, it would cause great damage. And if his sword can't hit the bull's-eye or pierce his armor, then he will be defeated. Of course, the sharpness of the real Qin King Sword was much higher than that of the previous projection of the fake, so it may be possible to pierce the armor.

The two unconsciously glanced at each other at this dangerous and exciting tense juncture. Wang Qilin's eyes were full of high-spirited fighting spirit, while Lu Jia was slightly hesitant, and the mood of the two formed an extremely sharp contrast. At this moment, the emotions of the surrounding audience have also reached the highest level of excitement, which has naturally surpassed the previous atmosphere. Some of them shouted loudly, some held their breath and waited for the results. At this critical moment when everyone was sweating, I saw a chestnut-haired man in black on the periphery of the audience suddenly turn around, with a disappointed expression on his face. The neckline of his coat was high, covering his neck. Above the bridge of his nose and between his eyes, there is a horizontal scar, although it has scabbed, but the reddened scab marks are still eye-catching.

"What's wrong?!"

Seeing that he suddenly lost interest, the black-haired woman in the double ponytail who was traveling with him withdrew her gaze from the training ground, turned her head sideways and immediately asked.

"It's boring, this kind of childlike fight has no reference value, go back."

The chestnut-haired man replied without replying.

"Don't you look at the results? It's rare to wait so long. ”

The woman's words did not mean to stop him, but it seemed to indicate that she would not leave until the two of them had finished fighting.

"It was just a stop-by, and the result was already clear, a draw, a draw with no injuries."

After the man finished speaking, he walked away without looking back, leaving the woman alone. Of course, the latter did not leave with him, but did turn back and refocus on the driving range. However, by the time the two had a brief conversation, the game seemed to have come to an end.

Lu Jia had already been punched out a few meters away, but he didn't see the Qin Wang Sword in his hand, and the big sword was not pierced on Wang Qilin's body, so it magically disappeared. This punch was already the result of Wang Qilin retracting some of her magic power, so it did not cause great harm to Lu Jia. But the magic power that was left in his hand could only be returned to him intact, but the magic power that was used could not be returned to his body again, so this had a lot of damage to Wang Qilin herself.

The flow of magic power exploded in his palm, and even though most of the impact was absorbed by the armor, it still had a lot of impact force that made Wang Qilin take two steps back. It seems that after this confrontation, both sides were injured, but Wang Qilin seemed to have the upper hand.