(It took two days to write a barely satisfactory one, so it's so hard to do)

The noise of cheers and cheers was deaf but unheard, and it was hard for Harry to describe how excited he was at the moment. Or despair?

Harry really wanted to meet an opponent who was equal and could fight heartily, after all, although he had met a lot of powerful guys before, but they were either drugs or drugs, and those opponents who were not able to fight at that time would not have the strength to fight back if they did not use external forces.

But Harry didn't like that way of winning, he wasn't a potions master, and he didn't make those potions, and there was no such thing as 'potions are part of my fighting power', and even if anyone did, it wasn't Harry, Snape could say that with a clear conscience, but Harry couldn't.

He wanted to win once with dignity and only rely on his own strength to get a hearty victory, but everything shown in front of him seemed to make this wish cut in half.

"Nothing has started yet," Harry patted his face and muttered under his breath, "Who's going to win and who's going to lose is another matter." ”

After the competition, the judges slowed down Harry's explanation, but instead walked silently to a corner of the lounge, used Transfiguration to create a heavy barbell that could crush the wooden floor, and warmed up without saying a word.

Dripping sweat soaked through his clothes, and after the half-hour intermission, the water stains on the ground turned into a rippling mirror, reflecting the tall and muscular figure.

'Tear La~' The soaked shirt was torn apart, and the body washed by sweat seemed to exude a charming oily shine, and the muscles that began to congest were a little more swollen than before, and the edges and corners of the body became more and more distinct, and with the jerks that were exerted again and again, there seemed to be a ghost-like painting master on the broad back, outlining an unspeakable picture scroll from hell.

With a final exhalation, the tossed barbell returned to its original form as it landed, pulling a robe and draping it over his body, Harry looked down at his ebony and white ivory, and then reached into the black dragon leather backpack he carried with him, and drew a long sword with an ominous glow.

The silver sword was densely covered with tiny blood-colored threads, and they wrapped around the entire sword like blood vessels, and when it was held in the hand, with the infusion of magic power, a trace of scarlet mist seeped out of the sword, as if it was wrapped in a layer of blood-colored mist.

But that's not fog.

The sword embryo forged from the essence material of the Demon Maharaja will be endowed with a different kind of power after the attack, which can be like white ivory, giving the user wizard unlimited reuse of a single spell, or the strange power of a circular spell group, or it can be like ebony, giving the user wizard when casting any magic, so that the magic ignores a certain degree of defense, and reaches the heart and enters the soul in one shot.

Of course, this power can also make this bladed sword embryo unique, after the Elder Wand is inlaid as a handle wood, the random effect on this sword will only go back and forth among all positive effects, which has nothing to do with luck, it is a kryptonite player who has paid enough money, and has earned it.

Compared to the Lucky Emperor Ou added a touch of enhanced streamer to his wand, Krypton's use of the blue-green modifier's vigorous output made the special effect of the enhanced streamer be strengthened so much, the sword body that should have been entangled by a thin red streamer was now filled with a scarlet mist, if it weren't for the vulgar name, Harry would have wanted to name it the Great Aunt's Sword, after all, this is the most vivid name.

'Where's your gun?' After Harry came to the stage, the referee glanced at the sword in Harry's hand, and wondered a little, "I changed my weapon in the finals, and I also changed my sword with bells and whistles, I'm afraid this doll can't think about it." ’

The referee's heart was very curious, but he couldn't ask, but he was not the only one who was curious about this sword, after Harry carried this sword to the stage, the curiosity in the hearts of countless people was hooked, in front of a sword monk of the Taishi Heavenly Dynasty, are you a bit suspicious of taking out your sword and coming to the stage?

"Are you curious?"

After standing still on the stage, Harry's gaze met Li Jiannan's, and he saw a curious light flashing in the eyes of the rising sword star.

After all, I have seen him hand bamboo shoots to Xiong Dezheng as an apology, and he also calls him a cat man, Harining believes that this guy is a sullen and a social terrorist, and he doesn't believe that he is a serious and cold man with facial paralysis.

Li Jiannan nodded slightly, and said in a low voice: "It's a good sword that opens the edge, right." ”

"That's right, although I only started the front last night, but it has taken me five minutes to fully familiarize myself with it, don't worry, I won't be rash, you are the most terrifying I've seen so far" Harry paused, and Li Jiannan was five years apart, but he was half a head taller than him, so he should be regarded as a peer. ”

"Uh-huh." Li Jiannan nodded slightly and did not continue to speak.

"So, please advise!" Harry flicked the blade of his sword, and the blade of the sword let out a crisp echo, "The sword name is very happy. ”

The referee, who had listened to the whole referee on the sidelines, pursed his lips with difficulty, and as a professionally trained person, he would never laugh out loud.

"Oh that." Li Jiannan, who dragged the sword box in front of him with his backhand, groaned slightly, he touched the sword box with his hand, and pulled out a delicate short sword with a blue body, "It's very happy to call Shuizhi." ”

"Ahem, cough, cough," the referee who had phlegm stuck in his throat clenched his fists and gagged and coughed, "Please prepare for both players." ”

The two saluted each other, then walked with their backs to the marker.

As he waited for the gunshots to ring, Harry's mind suddenly became very calm, and only the quickening, drumbeat-like heartbeat reminded him that he must be so excited that his blood was boiling at this moment!

'Bang! 'A boom!

At the moment when the starting gun rang out, Harry's empty left hand slapped to his chest, and his right hand holding the sword slammed into the face—

The magic power that erupted from his body turned into an iron-gray mist and spread, and the spells of the Super Sense Spell and the Eagle Vision Spell that increased the five senses and strengthened the perception took effect in an instant, and the magic mist that broke through like electricity, and the streamer that slashed towards his neck was also perceived in an instant, and at the moment of turning, the scarlet blades collided and made a crisp sound of gold and iron, and the fire was very happy and the water was very happy to complete the first contact and collision in this instant.

The person who can't take his first sword is not worthy of Li Jiannan to be serious at all, and those who can't be stopped are all miscellaneous fish, and miscellaneous fish are not qualified to stand in this ring and play against him.

“mul-qua-lass”

Strength! Armor! Life!

The Awakened Demonic Script made the boiling blood in Harry's body find an outlet for catharsis at the moment of stimulation, the muscles and bones seemed to be reshaped, the huge and vigorous vitality was stimulated at this moment, and the powerful power surged up at this moment, and the manic power that was about to break out of the body and vented was bound in a tough skin that was no less than the wear-resistant skin and scale armor of magical creatures.

It seemed that the moment he swung his fist, even the giants would knock him down with a single blow made Harry almost roar, but the waterfall of sword rain that invaded the sky above made the boiling blood turn into ice at this moment, and cleared his mind.

The sword is rushing like a galaxy! The sword waterfall seen before is cathartic down!

But at this moment, the blade of the sword was not referring to the shadow of the tree that was dancing and struggling helplessly, but the shadow of madness that grinned and killed intent!

What was previously restrained, suppressed, and hidden, the slaughter of thousands of people was like killing chickens and dogs, and the piercing killing intent was unreservedly cathartic, and the icy slaughter could make the people in the audience stand up a cold hair behind their backs, trembling and stiffening.

There is no way back in the rear, and in front of him is the sword waterfall that pierces the heart, the crazy figure smashes the scarlet carpet under his feet, and the solid platform explodes at this moment with thousands of cracked cracks, just like a phantom, and what remains in people's retinas is the figure running against the sword waterfall.

“fus-ro-dah！” (Strength, Balance, Propulsion)

The ancient magic text contained the truth that seemed to form the cornerstone of the world, and the dense and orderly sword waterfall lost its stability and balance at this moment, and the irresistible force pushed and changed their path at the moment of the explosion!

In the shouting of unrelieved power, the brilliant sword waterfall was torn open a vacuum gap!

The long sword entwined with scarlet mist extended an iron-gray entity-like blade at the moment it was held high, and the blade that the Divine Edge turned into without a shadow extended a cold glow of nearly ten feet at this moment!

Li Jiannan's neck was slightly cold, even if the sword blade had not yet arrived, but this exposed edge had already approached his body from a distance of more than twenty meters, and the sword box suspended behind him shone with a shimmering light, and he raised his right hand and slashed down with the sword finger!

The split sword waterfall recoiled in an instant, hanging above the sword curtain waiting to fall in time and fall for the sword that opened the sky.

The iron-gray blade didn't have time to slash, and the moment the sword curtain was combined with the Heaven Opening Sword touched-the iron-gray awakened mana that formed the blade was cut and shattered by countless weak 'sword qi' with a faint white gold luster, and the supposed indestructible awakened mana blade was forcibly destroyed for the first time in a hard-hitting situation!

Harry vanished from the spot and fell to the end of the ring in an instant.

'It shouldn't be.' Harry's shrunken pupils hid Harry's incredible surprise, the iron-gray sword of magic was not entirely made of spells, the Divine Blade was the sharpest blade, and the main body was the magic of the Awakened Spirit, which was his own materialized Awakened Mana.

The fire is especially happy and has nothing to do with fire, Harry's best elemental transformation is thunder and lightning, followed by ice, the special effects obtained by this sword after the opening are a chicken rib for other wizards, but for Harry, if he had this guy in his hand when he went to Malfoy Manor to fight with Voldemort, Harry didn't even need to use any kind of offensive spell to slash Voldemort alive, and it was not a problem at all to make him a real noseless monster with a sword!

If it is not a sword, but a gun, then without using a spell to pull the trigger directly, it will shoot not an 'empty cartridge' but a live bullet that can directly kill people! A materialized bullet made of magic!

If a spell is used, then even if it is a levitation spell, the guy who is hit by this materialization spell bullet will be killed by a single shot, his body will be floated in the air by the levitation spell, the higher the strength of the magic, the higher the attributes after materialization, when Fleur tried this sword materialization magic, her magic entity can cut through the sixty centimeter diameter solid steel pillar used by Harry when squatting like tofu, and poke the iron armor spell shield like poking a foam box, piercing a hole.

And in last night's test, Harry hadn't come across anything that wouldn't be cut off by his own materialized magic, but now.

'Broken?' ’

"What the hell are you—"

Before he could say anything, the converging sword waterfall once again pointed in Harry's direction, but this was not something he cared about, what he cared about was the few syllable characters that Li Jiannan spit out when he opened his mouth slightly at this moment.

Harry swore he had never heard a syllable before, and he was incredibly sure that the syllables he had heard were not in any language he knew.

But even so, he still understood the meaning of those syllables.

'Life, search, track. ’

The sword waterfall that had been stagnant in mid-air seemed to be alive at this moment, and the flying swords like dead things seemed to be given some kind of 'life' at this moment, they were like fish swimming in the sky, swimming in the sky with a 'cheerful' attitude, and then they locked onto Harry's body with their sharp blades, and they never stopped!

It's probably how a skinned sheep was lost in the Amazon River, how the piranhas that swarmed at the smell of blood tore at their prey, and how these flying swords acted!

"strun-bah-qo" (storm-rage-lightning)

The first group of Harry learned to combine the magic was from the ruins of the Thestrals of the Forbidden Forest, and the iron-gray Awakened magic burst into a surging force at this moment, a lead-gray, gloomy and terrifying thundercloud appeared in an instant, a roaring wind swept the clouds, and the raging lightning made a thunderous roar!

The blade that connects the thunderclouds is infused with nature's fury! Dozens of meters long thunder lock slashed against the magic enchantment on the edge of the ring when it was wielded, this magic enchantment built on the huge Tiangong City was so powerful that it could not be destroyed by human beings at all, but in the face of this raging, magically strengthened supernatural natural disaster thunder, the originally invisible barrier was scraped out of a trembling translucent phantom!

'Boom-'

A series of deafening explosions and thunder rang out, and the thunderclouds that were instantly squeezed dry overwhelmed all its strength, Harry couldn't do it to gather the rain curtain of thunder and lightning at one point like Senior Setti, but the rain of thunder that could be dispersed and fell was not inferior to the terrifying pillar of thunder in terms of momentum!

The rain of swords that tore in Harry's direction like a piranha met the supernatural thundercloud sky, and thousands of flying swords were blown down by the thunder in an instant, and the wielding lightning whip lock tore open the terrifying sword curtain in front of them, just like the rain passed through the sky, and there was nothing in front of them.

'Going to win?' ’

The words flashed through Harry's mind.

But what he waited for was a sound.

"You've passed."

Li Jiannan raised his right hand high, holding a long sword like mutton fat jade, plated with golden light, he didn't care about the sword curtain that was shot down by thunder, but held this seemingly gentle long sword and swung it down.

That's not some mutton fat white jade.

The gold of the West, the color is white, the color is gold.

Under the ravages of the violent thunder and lightning, the enchantment that only slightly revealed translucent ripples touched the white-gold light that seemed to be able to extend infinitely, and a sharp corner extended from within the barrier, and then the white gold light slashed lightly and swiftly, and a conspicuous thin line stayed in mid-air, as if the sky was also drawn a crack by this light wave.

The barrier healed in an instant, and a scarlet light appeared beneath the rift.

(End of chapter)