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Under the stands, Aurora's face glowed with a hint of brilliance, and Ron's strength made her extremely proud. (To read the latest chapters of this book, please visit the biquge.info of Wèn Aishang Novel Network)

Unconsciously, Char's face showed a knowing smile, "Ron, it's win!"

Cardina smiled and teased, "Sister Char, you seem to be very happy......"

Char's face turned red, "Where?"

Cardina giggled and lowered her voice, "No, it's as red as an apple." ”

Char stroked his somewhat hot cheeks and said angrily, "Didn't the people in dormitory 302 invite us to dinner that day, and forget about friends, it's normal to cheer for him......"

Cardina and Char muttered under their breath, laughing from time to time, and Ifate wanted to hear what they were saying, but he didn't dare to get closer, so he could only stare dryly from the sidelines, with a smile on his face.

He couldn't help but sigh in his heart, with Cardina here, it was not easy to get close to Char.

In the dueling arena, the battle between Hayfils and Ron has become white-hot, the entire dueling arena is full of smoke and dust, and there is a slight vibration on the ground, and the battle is extremely fierce.

In the stands, the hearts of the people in the 678 dormitory were extremely nervous, and they knew that their captain Hayfils was still at a disadvantage in a one-on-one duel with Ron.

"Oh my God, this guy's necromancy is so powerful! it's not easy to mess with......" Fresino swallowed hard, and seeing Ron's terrifying strength now, he regretted his previous behavior of making trouble with Ron.

If Hyfils were also defeated at his hands, there would be no one in the entire academy who could shelter him, and if Ron decided to liquidate himself, he would not be able to stay in the academy any longer.

"Will Hirfils win?" asked Fresino, his voice a little hoarse, as he asked Misoia, Hyfils' wife.

Misoia always had a look on her face, she gently plucked her windswept hair, and smiled faintly, "Is it still useful to talk about this now?"

Fresino was silent, he also knew that it was useless, but there was nothing he could do, and if he wanted to say who wanted Hayfils to fail the most, it was undoubtedly him.

The duel in the field continued, and suddenly, Ron's eyes widened suddenly, as he saw a figure suddenly appear in the billowing smoke.

The speed of this figure was extremely fast, and in an instant, it was in front of Ron, and a black shadow quickly attacked him.

The person who came was none other than Hyfils, and I saw that he was covered in wounds at this time, as if he had been burned by flames, and he emitted a scorching smell.

Finally breaking out of the range of the skeleton mage's attack, Hyfils was shocked and angry, raised the mace in his hand, and smashed it at Ron with a strong fire-based fighting aura.

At this time, Hyfils had already come to Ron, and he had to manipulate the skeleton mage to stop the attack, otherwise a round of magic would go down and he would be injured.

"Bone Shield!"

This time it smashed over, Ron had to be injured if he didn't die, he didn't dare to slack off, a black condensed in the palm of his hand, turning into a ball of dry bones, and the dry bones continued to expand, turning into a shield.

"Boom-"

The mace with a powerful flame fighting spirit smashed on the "bone shield", and for a while, the fire was shining, and the blazing energy spread around, and a circle of fire swept the entire dueling arena.

Hyfils held her breath and was determined to give Ron a heavy blow.

Ron felt suffocated by a mountain of powerful force, and the flames around him scorched his body, making his clothes hot. At this time, Ron's legs had sunk deep into the ground.

With a click, the "bone shield" split into countless pieces, and Ron spat out a mouthful of blood with a "porphyr" sound, and his emaciated body flew away like a kite with a broken string......

"Ron!" Aurora exclaimed, her heart pounding and almost rushing into the dueling arena.

Everyone stared blankly at the figures in the field, and at this time, the smoke and dust gradually dissipated, revealing the burly figure of Hemofils.

The armor on Hyfils's body had shattered, revealing his fine upper body, and a trace of blood slowly flowed down the corner of his mouth.

At this time, he was covered in wounds, blue and purple, cyan was a trace of frost, purple was burned by the flames, and his appearance was very miserable.

His fanged tiger was gone, and it seemed that he had returned to the summoning space of its own accord because of his injuries.

"Gaga...... Ga...... Ga ......"

Hayfils gasped, and after a ** battle, his fighting energy consumption was almost to the limit, coupled with his strict injury, he felt even more physically and mentally exhausted.

"What?" said Hayfils' heart trembled slightly, "this...... The power of this guy...... It didn't come down at all?"

"Hmm!"

Ron struggled to get up, the soul ring in his hand was constantly replenishing his lost soul power, which gave Hayfils the illusion that his strength was not declining.

As soon as his hand moved, Ron felt a sharp pain in his right hand, which made him break out in a cold sweat, and the skeleton of his right hand was shattered, and every time he moved, there was a heart-piercing pain.

"Ron......" Aurora exclaimed, her mouth slamming over and her body trembling.

Mannie hugged her and whispered comfortingly, "It's okay, Ron is okay...... and she turned her gaze to Rancime.

Rancim understood, but he shook his head resolutely and said, "I can't save him, Ron will lose if I intervene......"

In a one-on-one battle, no one else can interfere and will be punished if they violate the rules of the game, and the same is true for Hayfils, who is scarred but the priest in his dormitory does not treat him either.

However, Ron is different from Hayfils, who is a warrior and his body can support heavier damage, but Ron is not good as a necromancer, and only one blow can make him incapacitated.

"It's over!" Char's heart tightened suddenly, and he sighed, "He's going to lose, with his strength, he's not the opponent of Hayfils......"

Cardina nodded, her eyes full of regret.

In the high stands, Nikolai's hand lightly struck the chair, "It's a pity, it's a pity, it's just a pity that it's almost a victory......"

Platz also nodded, "Both of them are very powerful, and their strength is about the same, so it's up to them to see which of them can hold on......"

In the dueling arena, Hayfils' face was full of coldness, "Ron, you don't have a chance, admit defeat as soon as possible......"

"Don't think about it!" Ron struggled to get up, opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, staring at the other party coldly, "Hayfils, I'm not defeated yet......"

"Then you're going to die...... Ron, you brought this on yourself......" Hyfils' gaze became blank, and his body moved, pushing his fighting spirit to the limit.

I saw a large amount of flame gushing out of his body frantically, and the entire dueling arena was filled with powerful flame power, with his body as the center, and it kept spreading around.

Frecino stood on the sidelines, his magic robe had already been blown by the wind, and he exclaimed, "Boss...... Boss he...... It's going to be all ......."

"Hayfils, I won't admit defeat lightly......" Ron was closest to Hayfils, the crazy flames blew, and his face was burning with pain, and at this time his mind was clear, and even the broken arm didn't feel pain.

He slowly raised his only remaining arm, his five fingers flexed into claws, and a trace of soul power passed through his fingers, constantly winding in his palm, and in that trace of soul power, one after another hideous and terrifying human faces vaguely appeared.

This is soul power, soul power that only necromancers have.

Ron kept compressing these soul powers...... Compressed again, I saw a black ball appear in his hand, slowly floating on the palm of his hand, squirming gently.

"Death Entanglement", this is "Death Entanglement", with the undead magic of ** and spiritual double attack, Ron only used the only remaining hand to condense a flower of death.

Ron's soul power was almost infinite, but his body was not infinite, he would feel pain, he would feel tired, and with his badly injured body, he could only support this blow.

That is, the final blow!

At this time, Hayfils had already finished gathering momentum, he smiled coldly, and his whole body bounced up like a cannonball, with crazy killing intent and blazing flames, and flew towards him.

Before anyone arrived, Ron only felt a wave of heat rushing towards his face, and he felt suffocated for a while.

"Die!" Kill......" Hatchels yelled.

Critical Strike is a high-level combat skill of the knight profession, different attributes have different effects, but one thing is the same, critical strike can deal double damage, and it is the most powerful combat skill of the knight profession.

Fight!

Facing the crazy pounce on Hayfils, Ron gritted his teeth, a trace of determination flashed in his eyes, and his only left hand pushed violently, and the black ball in his hand met Hayfils.

"Deathcoil ......"

"Boom ......"

Critical Strike vs Death Coil.

Two powerful forces collided, and in an instant, the bodies of the two people suddenly confronted each other, and then, a flash of fire rose into the sky, and as soon as the two forces touched, there was a loud explosion, which was full of flames, accompanied by a trace of black mist.

The soul power scattered, and a terrible voice resounded through the sky, like a wail from hell, and a huge, hideous skull rose in the entire dueling arena.

On the ground of the dueling arena, one after another masonry rose one after another, breaking into a little powder, gently, like ripples, the ripples continued to expand, approaching the outside of the arena.

"This ...... How is this possible?"

The duel between the two with the highest strength shocked everyone, and the strength of this power moved everyone.

A puff of light smoke rose high, obscuring the entire dueling arena, making it impossible to see inside.

After a while, the smoke cleared, revealing two figures standing proudly inside.

Ron covered his injured arm with one hand, panting like a cow, but his emaciated figure stood stubbornly.

On the other side, the mace in Hayfils' hand hung limply, and a wry smile appeared on his face.

"Ron, you won!"

After Hayfils finished speaking, he fell to the sky, and with the figure of Kuiwu, who weighed more than two hundred pounds, fell, directly announcing the end of the game.

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