Magical Strategist

the next day.

The league goes on as scheduled.

The knockout round of the top 16 lasts for five days, and the contestants enter Cangqiong Ruins under the guidance of a guide.

The real dragon game is tomorrow morning, so there will be nothing to do all day. The feeling of being "under house arrest" is very uncomfortable. There is no special training venue, so I have to practice some ordinary breathing and breathing in the small yard. It is said to be cultivation, but in fact it is just to relieve boredom.

Kelly and Dani passed the time playing chess.

At noon, the servants brought the food.

After eating, repeat what happened in the morning.

Had dinner.

The real dragon was once again tortured to death by Dany. As Dany said, it would cause pain and incontinence.

result……

The real dragon had to return to his room in shame.

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The next day, seven in the morning.

The guide came to the real dragon's house and took them to Cangqiong Ruins.

The arena is crowded with people.

There were at least 100,000 spectators.

Go around the auditorium and come to the lounge in the backcourt.

The real dragon knew that Feiya was next door, and he seemed to hear Feiya's voice. Since the guards restricted the players from moving around freely, I didn't go to say hello. Anyway, I was going to meet them on the ring soon.

At eight o'clock, the game started on time.

The two contestants and their respective tactical instructors entered the venue sequentially from both sides of the arena.

The real dragon changed into his competition uniform and entered the ring through the teleportation array.

The big "white cloth" on the scene clearly showed the image of the ring. The game was about to start, and the audience couldn't help but pay attention.

In the ring, the real dragon quietly waited for his opponent, and a group of shirtless older ladies appeared.

Not long after, a dazzling white light emitted from the other end of the arena.

The goddess of light, Johnson Fea, enters!

After not seeing each other for more than two years, she has become more mature and beautiful!

I saw him wearing the same competition uniform. Her long cherry pink hair was not decorated in any way and hung naturally on her waist. Her body is a little strong, not as delicate as ordinary women, but it looks very well-proportioned and well-proportioned. With a baby-fat face and a pair of big, passionate and bright eyes, they shine with a light that makes people boil. She is indeed a rare beauty.

It can’t be said to be a charming place, but it has a unique charm that makes people’s hearts flutter.

Just as the real dragon looked at Feiya, Feiya also looked at the real dragon with the same eyes.

The two of them must have entered the competition with the same mood. They approached each other in unison, keeping only one step away.

"Er Shun."

"Xiaoya."

They called each other's nickname in unison. Then they all lowered their heads shyly.

The referee hasn't arrived yet and they still have a few minutes to talk.

"I heard that you won the Bordeaux Competition. It's amazing." Feiya praised. "You who were once frail and frail have become more and more like a man."

"You are the best of Nikita, even more powerful. This is like your style. You are the best everywhere." The real dragon also praised the other party.

Maybe we haven’t seen each other or contacted each other for a long time. The childhood sweethearts who once talked about everything can’t find a suitable topic now.

"Er Shun, let me ask you..." Feiya thought for a while and then said: "Does the promise you made before still count?"

"What was promised?" asked the real dragon.

"You said that Bodor would marry me as his wife after graduation." Feiya was a little embarrassed and did not dare to look into the eyes of the real dragon when she spoke.

Is there such a thing? The real dragon racked his brains and started the memory mode. Is there any? when? How could you say such a thing? But he had no impression at all.

"Do you want me to give you some tips?"

"No need, I remembered." The real dragon suddenly realized. That time I said this to encourage Feiya to live well and make her happy.

"Does that count? Because of your words, I rejected many people and missed many opportunities." Feiya said.

"But...I...wasn't...that time..." The real dragon became incoherent, and he didn't know how to answer.

"Shut up, Lier Dragon, I'm warning you, if you dare to say no, if you dare to be a heartless person, I will beat you all over the place later." Feiya warned sternly.

"..." The real dragon still has a habitual fear of Feiya. Growing up, she had always been his eldest sister, and she always stood up for bullying. And she was often beaten by Feiya when she was a child. "Xiaoya, if we have something to talk about, you're going to hit me right after we meet again. Also, is it okay to give in to me a little later?"

How could Feiya agree? "Ask you? What a beautiful idea! Rely on your own strength and don't use any crooked ideas."

"Don't be like this... help me, please let me." The real dragon begged.

"Shut up, you bastard, you are getting more and more shameless."

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At this time, the chief referee arrived. A kind old grandmother.

"Two young men, welcome to the Sky League. Ahem... I am the referee of this game, Cole A. Ahem..." The old lady seemed to be suffering from lung disease and coughed twice before she could say a word. "Next, I will explain the rules of the game a little bit: cough cough cough cough cough... I will say start later, and you will return to your respective corners. You will have five minutes to discuss with the instructor the tactics and playing styles of the later games. . Cough cough cough... During the game, the tactical instructor and the medical staff each have the right to time out once, and they also have the right to give up the game. Each time out is ten minutes. Cough cough, of course you should try to persist until the end and fall on the ring. He is a real hero. Do you all understand?"

Ah!

They both nodded.

Start!

Zhenlong and Feiya looked at each other for a few seconds, and then returned to their respective instructors.

Kelly and Dani sit under the ring. They are always paying attention to every move of the real dragon.

"What are you whispering to her about?" Kelly asked.

Dany was massaging the real dragon. "Sit tight and relax."

"She is my friend since childhood. We haven't seen each other for two years. We just exchanged greetings." Zhenlong replied.

"No wonder you are so happy. But you can't deliberately let go of this relationship. The goddess of light is very strong." Kelly said cautiously.

"I know, don't worry." Zhenlong was very embarrassed. It was hard to say who would let him go.

"Well, then use all your strength from the beginning to prevent her light magic from suppressing you and making you breathless." Kelly said.

"Okay, got it."

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The head referee and three off-field assistant referees are ready.

hum~

The horn sounds and the game begins.

Zhenlong and Feiya returned to the center of the ring. Shake hands and salute.

Start!

With the referee's gesture, the battle started.

The real dragon sent a video first, attacking Feiya with a musket.

Feiya took her time, pointed her finger a little in front of her, and a golden "light shield" appeared.

The musket was easily neutralized.

The usual method of the true dragon is to quickly and automatically get in front of the opponent and attack with burning hands.

He punched fiercely, and his flaming fist was very powerful.

Feiya didn't have time to react, and she probably didn't expect that a magician would violate the law and directly launch a close attack. She could only watch helplessly as the flaming fire fist hit her face.

Xiaoya!

Scenes from the past emerge. Escorting the magic sword, that difficult journey, sharing life and death together, relying on each other for life...

He simply couldn't do it. He didn't have the courage to wave his fist at Feiya.

The real dragon suddenly stopped. Yes, he let go and stopped deliberately.

"Asshole! I told you not to think about love, why didn't you listen! Damn it, grandma!" Kelly yelled.