On December 24th, at the scene of the Winter Festival, a strong wind blew.

Although the sound outside the arena was particularly noisy, mixed with all kinds of cheers and screams, Ti Lan's heart was extremely quiet, looking at the opponent waiting for her opposite, the girl's mind vaguely remembered that night many years ago, she came to the bustling South 1st District for the first time, and then sat in the audience with her family, looking at Themia's soaring figure in the night sky, so far away and powerful, as if she and herself were people of two worlds.

What was in my sister's heart at that time, and she was still dismissive of her happiness after winning, she shook her head, with Themia's character, she would probably forget this night soon.

In fact, although the two have different personalities, their views on some things are unexpectedly similar, ordinary people care about the championship and glory, for them, it is just a passing cloud, what really makes them care is some things that many people ignore, such as the path that conforms to their hearts, their own will that is not distorted, and the soul that is free and not bound by anything.

But the way this tendency is expressed, one is extroverted, the other is introverted, and Themia will arbitrarily use her strength to make the development of things conform to her own ideas, while Heshia prefers to let everyone walk on this path naturally through thinking and peaceful means.

"Whew-" The tip of the lightning-wound spear slammed into the blade, sparks burst, and the electricity struck the girl, causing her hair to spread out slightly.

After slashing the blade again, the black and blue thunder spear turned and pierced, breaking through the air, and the smell of burnt was heard, but the attack was still dodged by the girl.

Gradually, the two people on the field fought faster and faster, and the sharp marksmanship stabbed and slashed against the girl's figure again and again, but they could never really touch the corners of each other's clothes, as if there was an invisible moat.

Again, the two staggered and separated, and Sweetway's eyes locked, and he could no longer underestimate the delicate girl in front of him.

"You're strong."

The simple words were uttered, and then he jerked to his feet, flying like a cannonball into the air thousands of meters into the air.

Just when everyone was puzzled, a thick lightning bolt was unfolding, briefly reflecting the night sky white in snow, and then a thick electric current turned through the small figure in the sky and hit the girl on the ground.

The blade of the black crystal shattered, the corners of the white dress became charred, the face was stained with a little black ash, and the hair fluttered slightly under the static induction.

A look of surprise appeared in her originally calm eyes, and then Tilan blinked and looked at Sweetway standing in the sky, as if she had just woken up from a memory.

But the opponent was not going to wait, another lightning bolt struck, and the golden electric spark instantly hit Tilan's feet, splashing a burst of stone chips and dirt, leaving a scorched black mark, but the girl who had been standing there disappeared.

In the night sky, the black hair is scattered, the blue flames are scattered, and the butterfly wings like a dream are weaving, blooming behind the girl, and the snow-white dress before is now also plated with black and blue brilliance, and the blue butterfly wings behind reflect each other.

This magic costume was given by the other party when she cooperated with the 'Goth Doll' before, and it was also the first time Tilan wore it at the scene of this winter festival.

The overall color scheme of the dress is black with dark blue, which should be inspired by butterflies, the edges are soft black butterfly wing edges, which are embellished with gradient blue wrapped in black, the skirt is like butterfly wings overlapping, the legs are black stockings embellished with stars, black as the base, there are long gloves that imitate butterflies falling on the back of the hand and wrist, and on the chest is a vertical blue diamond-shaped gemstone, which provides and stores the magic of the dress, and there are hollow lace veins on the shoulders.

There are engraved patterns on the dress, which can stimulate three effects, namely 'butterfly wings spreading', 'ghost flickering' and 'flapping wings'.

The ribbon behind the waist of the skirt swayed in the evening breeze, and a little golden light swayed, and then the girl's figure flickered, avoiding another sharp lightning.

Like a butterfly flying in the night sky, Tilan carefully felt the usefulness of this dress on her body, and with the help of the excellent perception of the withering sequence, she predicted the shuttle and fall of lightning again and again, and the flying figure continued to flicker and disappear and reappear, until it approached Sweetway in the air.

At this moment, he was wrapped in blazing lightning, thunder pupils and electric eyes, when he saw Ti Lan approaching, his right arm leaned back violently in the air, a thick lightning bolt continued to expand in the palm of his hand, extending forward and backward, the scorching electric fire penetrated the air in large quantities, emitting a scorched smell, and the current magnetic force emitted finally locked the girl's figure at this time.

"Bolt of Thunder!"

The huge thunderbolt spear that had been accumulating for a long time and about fifty meters long swept away, leaving a dazzling afterimage in the night sky, submerging Tilan in it.

A few seconds later, the snow-white electric light dissipated, and their sight was restored, and everyone looked at the sky again, only to see Ti Lan easily scatter and shatter the spherical crystal barrier that gathered on her side.

Although she has been dodging, she is not without the ability to resist, it is purely a matter of habit.

"If you only have these means, you can't go to the end." The girl shook her head slightly, Sweetway's moves seemed to be huge, but they were not condensed, and they were very useful against ordinary people, but when used on her, they were a little insufficient.

Whitway gasped, but instead stepped forward again with a thunder gun, hoping to suppress Tilan through a fierce and unremitting attack.

But this time, Tilan was not ready to accompany the other party.

Her form staggered, and in an instant she shuttled behind Sweetway, her blade slashing at the lightning-enwined body, which burst through the lightning and exploded like reactive armor.

Seeing that his opponent was finally injured, Sweetway just raised some expectations, but soon realized that something was wrong, because the figure that dissipated behind him was not the real Hesia Tilan.

Where is the real her? Sweetway's gaze looked around urgently, and invisible electromagnetic ripples spread.

Finally, he saw Tilan, who was still standing on the ground, and where the girl was standing, where she had jumped when she entered.

In other words, from beginning to end, the girl has never moved anywhere! And he was just fighting with the other party's phantoms.

A strong sense of humiliation rose up, causing Sweetway to roar with rage in his heart.

"Thunder of a Thousand Armies!"

An electrocution-entangled horse leaped from the sky, he rode it, and then grasped the spear, and locked on to the girl below with both gas and electromagnetism, and charged down with an indomitable momentum.

Layers of electric light were entangled, and as the war horse and Svetway galloped in the air, the stones and dust on the ground floated slightly, and a strange force field slowly built and solidified, blocking any secret method of spatial flickering and movement, and the scattered thunder light also paralyzed the opponent's body, and his reaction ability was greatly weakened.

That's how interesting it is, the girl meditated as she looked at the speeding iron knight who came at her, and then folded her hands and whispered a mantra in her mouth, and the hem of her skirt was windless, and the magic of the swarming transformation of the Ai Jie Card particles brought a whirlwind and flooded the ground like a tide.

Then her eyes opened, and a dazzling purple arc of lightning spread between her hands, and a long sword surrounded by purple lightning slowly pulled out of her palm.

"Qingluan Yan Biography Nine Heavens Ying Thunder God Xiao Sword Technique."

The divine sword carrying the breath of thunder was pulled out, and a peacock-like mark appeared in the center of the girl's eyebrows, and layers of peacock tail feathers also appeared behind her.

Wielding the divine sword that carried the power of the mighty thunder, the girl stepped up into the wind, and the phantom of the peacock's tail feathers behind her unfolded layer by layer, like a broken and dreamy kaleidoscope.

The dazzling purple lightning rose from below, and the blue blazing lightning in the sky descended with the charge of the war horse, and then collided together in an instant, and exploded abruptly, and the blue and purple dazzling electric light flooded everything, showing a circular spread in all directions, until it hit the barrier on the edge of the battlefield, shattering and exploding countless electric sparks.

After the crossover, Ti Lan stood in the air again, the peacock feather in the center of her eyebrows was still shining, emitting a gradient light, and a trace of blood slowly slipped from the edge of the peacock feather, making her feel slightly cool, and there were no other wounds on her body.

On the other side, the electric light warhorse piloted by Svetway dissipated, fell and fell to the ground, his body was covered with scorched black and blurred marks, and the spear that had originally accompanied him was also cut off, leaving only half of it, obliquely stuck in the ground.

"Edus Academy wins!"

After a short silence, the boiling sound sounded in the venue, mixed with countless shouts and screams, whether it was the scene or thousands of miles away from the planet, countless people looked at the figure standing in the air in shock and amazement.

"As expected, this child has not only inherited your talent, but she has far exceeded everyone's expectations."

In a small town in the far north, Gu Qianlou sat in a quiet hall, looking at the familiar figure in the projection screen, and sighed in a slightly hoarse voice, as early as a year ago, the still young Heshia made him have to use all his strength, and now Heshia, I'm afraid he won't be able to win when he comes to power.

"A generation of new people replaces the old, and with her to inherit the Qingluan lineage, I can sit here with peace of mind and spend the rest of my old age."

"Things are changing, maybe I should have listened to your thoughts more back then, and I wouldn't have let Ling cause the two sisters to stagger due to injury, but in that case, you wouldn't marry an outsider and give birth to the two of them." Gu Qianlou shook his head slowly, sighing at the impermanence of fate.

(End of chapter)