It's not easy to be a villain [Transmigration Book]

, they swordsmen and fighters can solve the enemy, why should they protect the magician.

But most people still know the importance of a magician. For example, Hongdai Sheng Magister thousands of years ago, one person can wipe out the terrifying power of a country. This kind of strength should not be underestimated.

After the challengers finished the competition, it was up to these many challengers to challenge the people on the leaderboard.

The order of this challenge starts from name to top.

After all, the higher the level, the more exciting the game, and the exciting ones will always be the finale at the end. This is always the same.

Shui Ling rested for a while, and then stood on the competition platform again.

The elder brother on this list is also a swordsman, but the opponent is holding a long sword, while Shui Ling is holding a short dagger.

Brother Swordsman smiled and said, "Do you want to change to a long sword?"

He had seen this girl's match just now in the stands, not only saw it, but also saw it very clearly, and came to the conclusion that this girl is not simple.

In such a dense fireball, the opponent can easily dodge, and the corner of his clothes has never touched those sparks. With such an ability, it is difficult even for him to do it, but the opponent looks so relaxed, flowing like clouds and flowing water, Very free and easy.

Shui Ling looked at his short dagger, then at the long sword in the opponent's hand that was several times longer than his own, hesitated for a while, then put away the dagger and said, "Okay."

After she finished speaking, she took out a long sword from the storage bag. This long sword was very ordinary, and compared with the brother swordsman opposite, it looked a bit dull.

Shui Ling looked at the swords of the two men, coughed, blushed slightly and said, "I'm not prepared at the moment, I can't get on the stage."

Brother Swordsman smiled heartily and said: "The sword is not important, the person who makes the sword is the most important."

Shui Ling was right after thinking about it, and then said with a long sword in his hand, "Then let's start."

"Please!" Brother Swordsman's eyes were full of fighting spirit. Just now in the stands, he saw the opponent's game, and he wanted to compete with the opponent. Now the opportunity came, and he naturally wouldn't miss it.

in the stands.

Mu Ziyao frowned and looked at Shui Ling nervously.

Yang Fei'er watched from the side, and said with a smile: "When I saw you two, one wanted to kill me, but the other liked me so much. I thought you two had a grudge against me, so I took the knife. Now it seems that it is not the case. .”

Mu Ziyao's eyes moved from the competition stage to her face.

Yang Fei'er had the same unique and fierce eyes as Yan Yue's. She raised her eyebrows and raised the corner of her mouth, "Do you like her?"

Mu Ziyao was silent.

Although the other party didn't answer, Yang Fei'er had already got her own answer. She looked at the girl on the competition stage, looked at the girl who was very serious, turned her head to Mu Ziyao and said, "I guess, the other party likes you too."

Mu Ziyao said: "What do you want?"

Seeing how serious she was, Yang Fei'er immediately waved her hands and smiled and said, "Being so serious, I just want to chat with you." After all, this Mu Ziyao is really her favorite type, but it's a pity that the other party was hostile at first, but now it seems , the other party has someone she likes, then no matter how much she likes her, she will naturally not get too close to him.

But sitting here now, not talking is so embarrassing, she just wants to chat with the other party.

Mu Ziyao still frowned and asked, "What are you talking about?"

"Let's talk about where you guys are going?" Yang Fei'er asked gossipingly.

Mu Ziyao glanced at her and turned her head away, obviously not wanting to answer her question, but her blushing ears indicated that she was thinking about something in her mind at the moment.

Yang Fei'er saw it, and just smiled, not embarrassing the other party anymore.

And below, the game has begun.

The author has something to say: this is a pain in the neck and back, but fortunately it was completed today, hee hee~~ happy!

070 Inner Court Ranking ([-])

070 Inner Court Ranking ([-])

Shui Ling's mastery of long swords is not as proficient as that of daggers, so she is inevitably a little at a loss when receiving moves from the swordsman brother. At the same time, when using a sword, because the force is too light, the sword is like a child playing .

When everyone in the stands saw her moves, they all burst into laughter, and some even rolled off their seats laughing directly, and sat down on the steps.

Of course, there are still some people who are optimistic about Shui Ling, who are a little bit embarrassed this time, and don't know what this girl is doing at this time.

Shui Ling was also a little embarrassed, and smiled at Brother Swordsman, "Come again!"

This time, Shui Ling became much more proficient with the sword, and the strength in his hands was also increased a bit from the original basis.

No one else noticed in the stands, but the brother swordsman who had fought with her clearly felt the subtle force, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, but although he was surprised on his face, the movements of his hands did not diminish.

After a few tricks, Shui Ling wielded the long sword more gracefully, and the swordsman brother also became serious from the beginning of contempt.

After a few moves, Shui Ling also mastered the feeling of the long sword, and then said to the old swordsman: "Now I have to be serious."

Brother Swordsman smiled heartily after hearing this, and said, "Okay."

Then the competition between the two was considered exciting, and those who fell to the ground laughing also sat on their seats with their eyes wide open, leaning forward slightly, watching seriously.

Mu Ziyao tightly grasped the box on her lap, and stared at the girl on the competition stage without blinking.

Yang Fei'er, who was about to leave at the side, sat down again at this moment, her eyes were originally casual, but now she also narrowed her eyes slightly.

Sure enough, the other party was as clumsy as the boss said, and it was more than a little bit of hiding.

Shui Ling didn't think too much at the moment, she finally met an opponent, how could she let go of such a good opportunity.

The two played vividly, and everyone in the stands watched it very well.

This game lasted for nearly half a cup of tea before stopping, and naturally Shui Ling won in the end.

She held the sword hilt in one hand, put the other hand on the back of the hand holding the sword hilt, pushed it slightly and said with a smile: "Give it up!"

Brother Swordsman was out of breath, he hadn't recovered from the match just now, he looked at Shui Ling with strange eyes, then straightened up and said: "You are very good!"

Shui Ling raised the corner of her mouth and said, "You're not bad either."

Brother Swordsman immediately laughed and put away his swordsmanship: "I hope to have the opportunity to compete with you in the future."

Shui Ling blinked and said mischievously, "My [-]th place is waiting for you to take it."

Brother Swordsman was taken aback for a moment, then he laughed and shook his head. He had forgotten that he was competing for the ranking in the inner court.

At this time, the middle-aged mentor stepped onto the competition stage, raised Shui Ling's arm and said, "Congratulations to Shui Ling for being ranked fifty in the inner court."

Everyone in the stands applauded, looking at the girl on the stage, they couldn't believe it.

No one would have thought that playing a long sword just now was like a child playing a sword, but they did not expect that in the blink of an eye, the opponent lost his immaturity, and the blade became sharper.

Shui Ling smiled, and walked down the arena holding the sword like this, without inserting it into the scabbard. When walking on the steps of the grandstand, everyone looked at the sword in her hand and looked at her suspiciously.

Shui Ling didn't seem to notice anything, and went straight to Mu Ziyao.

When he got closer, Mu Ziyao stood up.

Shui Ling blinked at her, raised a bright smile and said, "Am I fierce?"

Mu Ziyao nodded, touched the other party's sweat-soaked hair and said, "It's amazing!"

The other party's simple three words made Shui Ling feel sweet in his heart.

And at this time, the sword she hadn't put away, a crack appeared on the blade at this moment, and then the crack gradually extended, and finally spread to the entire blade, and then shattered into several pieces and fell to the ground .

When the people around her saw this scene, their pupils shrank for a moment, and then they looked at the other party in surprise, thinking: No wonder the other party didn't insert the scabbard just now, if it was inserted at that time, the sword would definitely shatter on the spot.

Yan Xiaoxiao asked suspiciously, "Xiao Ling'er, why are you?"

Shui Ling smiled slightly, but said nothing.

However, everyone already understood that the other party was respecting Brother Swordsman. After all, compared to Brother Swordsman's custom-made sword, her sword was so ordinary that it couldn't be more ordinary.

The rankings in the inner court have finished the competition, and the next is the No. 40 nine.

The No.40 nine challengers, the last one to stay on the stage is naturally Mu Ziyao.

The person Mu Ziyao wants to fight is a magician, a beautiful woman with short hair.

With short black hair and a face with sharp angles, he is obviously a magician, but he is wearing a warrior's attire.

In her words, the warrior's clothes can better reflect her personality.

Everyone was ashamed after hearing this.

There are magic circles on the magic robes of magicians, which are specially customized by the Magic Guild for each magician, in order to protect their bodies.

And this beauty in warrior uniform, in order to make up for this trap, forced to practice physical skills. Of course, she only practiced physical skills, and of course she didn't involve sword skills.

If she is also a person who is good at both swordsmanship and magic, then today's martial arts arena will explode. If nothing else is said, one person is practicing two disciplines. Naturally, this energy is not as good as one discipline.

"Come on!" Shui Ling squeezed Mu Ziyao's hand, looking at him with sparkling eyes.

Mu Ziyao shook her hand backhandedly, then rubbed her hair, turned her head and walked down the grandstand steps.

The short-haired girl who had been waiting for her on the arena looked straight at her, and she naturally saw the interaction between the other party and Shui Ling, which made her eyes flash with interest.

When Mu Ziyao walked onto the stage, the short-haired girl glanced in Shui Ling's direction, then looked at Mu Ziyao and said, "You know that girl just now?"