Miss Witch doesn't want to be a diva

On December 24, strong winds blew at the Winter Festival Competition site.

Although the sounds outside the court were extremely noisy, mixed with all kinds of cheers and screams, Tilan was extremely quiet inside. Looking at the opponent waiting for her on the opposite side, the girl's mind vaguely recalled that night many years ago, when she first I came to the lively and prosperous South District for the first time, and then I sat in the auditorium with my family, looking at the figure of Themisia soaring in the night sky in amazement, so distant and powerful, as if she and I were in two different worlds. .

What was her sister thinking at that time? She was still dismissive of her happiness after winning. She shook her head. With Themisia's character, she would probably forget this night soon.

In fact, although the two have different personalities, their views on certain things are surprisingly similar. Most people care about the incomparable championship and glory, but for them, it is just a passing cloud. What really matters to them is what many people ignore. Some things, such as a path that suits your heart, a will that is not distorted, and a soul that is free and unfettered by anything.

However, the way this tendency is expressed is that one is extroverted and the other is introverted. Themisia will use her strength to make things develop in accordance with her own ideas, while Hesia prefers to let everyone naturally develop through thinking and peaceful means. Walk on this path.

"呲——" The tip of the spear wrapped with lightning hit the blade of the sword, sparks burst out, and the electric current hit the girl, causing her hair to spread out slightly.

Then he swung the gun blade again, and the black and blue thunder gun turned and pierced, breaking the air and sending out a burning smell, but the attack was still dodged by the girl.

Gradually, the two people on the field fought faster and faster, and their sharp spear skills stabbed and slashed past the girl's body again and again, but they could never really touch the corners of each other's clothes, as if there was an invisible chasm.

Once again, the two crossed each other and then separated. Sweetaway's eyes were locked. At this time, he could no longer look down on the fragile girl in front of him.

"You are strong."

After speaking simple words, he suddenly ejected and flew thousands of meters into the air like a cannonball.

Just when everyone was surprised and puzzled, a thick bolt of lightning appeared, briefly illuminating the night sky with white snow, and then a thick current passed through the tiny figure in the sky and hit the girl on the ground.

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

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

But the opponent would not just wait for it. Another bolt of lightning struck, and the golden electric spark instantly hit Tilan's feet, splashing a burst of stone chips and soil, leaving scorched black marks, but the girl who was originally standing here disappeared. .

In the night sky, the jet-black hair spreads out, and the blue flames drift away, like the woven butterfly wings of a dream, blooming behind the girl's back. The previously snow-white dress is now also coated with black and blue brilliance, interacting with the blue butterfly wings behind her. shine.

This magical costume was given to me by the Gothic Doll when I cooperated with it before. It was also the first time Tilan wore it at the winter festival competition.

The overall color of the dress is black with faint blue, which should be inspired by butterflies. The edges are soft black butterfly wing edges, embellished with gradient blue wrapped in black. The skirt is like butterfly wings overlapping, and the legs are embellished with black The stockings of the stars have a black base and long gloves with simulated butterflies falling on the back of the hands and wrists. On the chest is a blue diamond-shaped gemstone that provides and stores the magic power of the dress. There are hollow lace patterns on the shoulders.

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

The ribbon at the waist of the skirt swayed in the evening breeze, with bits of golden light swaying, and then the girl's figure flashed, avoiding another sharp lightning.

Like a butterfly flying in the night sky, Tilan carefully felt the usefulness of this set of gifts. With the help of the excellent perception of the withering sequence, she could predict the lightning strikes again and again, and her flying figure kept flickering, disappearing and reappearing. Until approaching Sweetaway in the air.

At this moment, he was surrounded by blazing lightning, with thunder eyes. When he saw Tilan approaching, his right arm suddenly leaned back in the air. A thick lightning continued to expand in the palm of his hand, extending forward and backward. A large number of scorching electric fires struck. Penetrating the air, it exuded a burnt smell, and the electric current and magnetism it emitted finally locked onto the girl's figure.

"Thunder Arrow!"

The huge lightning gun that had been charging for a long time and was about fifty meters long swept across, leaving a dazzling afterimage in the night sky, drowning Tilan inside.

After a few seconds, the snow-white electric light dissipated, and the line of sight was restored again. Everyone looked at the sky again, and saw Tilan easily and freely dispersing the spherical crystal barrier gathered around her.

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 methods, you won't be able to get to the end." The girl shook her head slightly. Sweetaway's moves seemed powerful, but they were not cohesive. They were very useful against ordinary people, but when used on her, they were a bit unsightly. .

Panting, Sweetaway did not answer, but stepped forward again with the thunder gun in hand, hoping to suppress Tilan through a sharp and relentless offensive.

But this time, Tilan is not ready to accompany her.

Her figure staggered, and she shuttled behind Sweetaway in an instant. She slashed with the sword and struck the body wrapped in electric light. However, the electric fire exploded and exploded like reactive armor, penetrating his body.

Seeing that his opponent was finally injured, Sweetaway had some hopes, but soon realized something was wrong, because the figure that disappeared behind him was not the real Hesia Tilan.

Where is she really? Sweetaway looked around urgently, and electromagnetic ripples invisible to his eyes spread.

Finally, he saw Tilan, who was still standing quietly on the ground. The girl was standing at the same place where she jumped when she entered.

In other words, this girl never moved from beginning to end! And he was just fighting with the opponent's phantom.

A strong sense of humiliation arose, making Sweetway extremely angry and yelled.

"Thunder of thousands of armies!"

A war horse wrapped in electric light leaped from the air. He rode on it, then gripped the spear, locked the girl below with both energy and electromagnetism, and charged down with indomitable momentum.

Layers of electric light entangled, as the war horses and Sweetaway galloped in the air, the stones and dust on the ground floated slightly, a strange force field slowly built and solidified, blocking any secret method of flickering and moving in space, and the scattered The lightning also paralyzes the opponent's body and greatly weakens his reaction ability.

This would be interesting, the girl thought in her mind as she looked at the approaching galloping cavalry, then clasped her hands together and muttered a curse in her mouth, the skirt under her body moved automatically without wind, and the magic power transformed by the swarm of Ajika particles created a whirlwind, It flooded the ground like a tide.

Then her eyes opened, dazzling purple arcs spread between her hands, and a long sword surrounded by purple electricity was slowly pulled out from her palms.

"Qingluan's direct biography: Jiutian Yinglei Shenxiao sword technique."

The divine sword carrying the thunderous breath was drawn out, and a mark like a peacock feather appeared between the girl's eyebrows, and layers of peacock tail feathers also appeared behind her. Although it was also a special sword technique inherited from the 'Qinglian Sword Cleansing Palace', its source It is another branch of the five direct lineages of Qingluan, the Green Pine and Peacock Mountain. There have been frequent exchanges between the five Qingluan sects in the past, and they occasionally exchange each other's inheritance.

Wielding the divine sword with the power of thunder, the girl faced the wind, and the phantom of the peacock's tail feathers behind her spread out layer by layer, like a fragmented and dreamy kaleidoscope.

Dazzling purple lightning rose from the bottom up, and the blazing blue lightning in the sky came with the charge of the war horses. Then they collided together and suddenly exploded. The dazzling blue and purple lightning flooded everything, spreading in a ring and spreading in all directions until the impact hit the ground. The barrier at the edge of the battlefield shattered and exploded with countless electric sparks.

After the exchange, Tilan stood in the air again, the peacock feathers between her eyebrows still shining, emitting a gradual light. A trace of blood slowly slipped from the edge of the peacock feathers, making her feel slightly cool. Other than that, there were no wounds on her body.

On the other side, the electric horse driven by Sweetway dissipated and fell to the ground. His body was covered with charred and fuzzy marks. The spear that was originally accompanying him was also cut off, leaving only half of it, which was stuck diagonally on the ground.

"Ades Academy wins!"

After a short period of silence, an extremely boiling sound resounded in the venue, mixed with countless shouts and screams. Whether it was at the scene or on the planet thousands of miles away, countless people looked at the man standing in shock and amazement. Figure in the air.

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

In a small town in the far north, Gu Qianlou was sitting 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 Hexia let him know He had to use all his strength, and now Heshia, I'm afraid he won't be able to win even if he takes the stage.

"A new generation replaces the old. With her as the successor to the Qingluan lineage, I can sit here with peace of mind and spend the rest of my life."

"The world has changed. Maybe I should have listened to your ideas more back then, so that you wouldn't have caused the two sisters to be separated due to your injury. But in that case, you wouldn't have married an outsider and then given birth to the two of them. "Gu Qianlou shook his head slowly, lamenting the impermanence of fate.