hero?it must be me

What does this have to do with his reluctance to admit defeat?

He is still alive.

He can still stand—

"Hush-ha-"

After taking a deep breath, Tola's blade pointed at Zheng Qi again.

He knew that Zheng Qi would understand what he meant.

"……OK."

Zheng Qi stopped.

Facing Tora, he slowly turned around.

From face to back, Zheng Qi's posture seemed to be about to throw something out.

Those dark green flames that were burning more and more vigorously around him, at this moment, seemed to be grabbed by the corners of something, and they began to gradually converge towards Zheng Qi's body.

"Crackling."

A golden electric light burst out from Zheng Qi's body suddenly.

It is Ripple Haoyi.

Zheng Qi's activated ripples of pride were roughly pulling those wandering dark green flames towards Zheng Qi's clenched right fist.

And Tuo La also began to condense those black and red mist towards his own blade.

The power of the nightmare not only affects the spirit of the enemy, the power of this spell can also be transformed into the sharpness and heaviness of the blade through strong thoughts.

Desperate, final blow.

Tuo La sent such an invitation to Zheng Qi.

And Zheng Qi readily agreed.

At this moment, Tuola had a clear premonition in her heart.

will die.

This knife, this final blow, as long as he charged at the man in front of him, as long as he persisted in this obsession to win or lose, he would die.

The threat of death so clearly stimulated Tuo La's nerves.

However, Tola smiled unconsciously.

It was because of this clarity that he was unwilling to give up.

He has to stick to it.

Seeking death?

Ahhh... if it was a few minutes, still in his old delusions, then it was.

But it's different now.

Tuo La is not looking for death now.

He is living towards death!

The journey of the nightmare is to be described by myself.

Only by going through the most arduous tribulations can we forge the strongest self!

Practicing——

At this moment, Tuola finally understood what Zheng Qi said before.

This is a practice.

But the practitioner is not Zheng Qi.

It's him.

——Tuo La, facing Zheng Qi, launched the last charge of the day.

"Drink ah ah ah!!!!"

Immediately, the young Nightmare was alone, and together with his proud cry, he was submerged in the oncoming wave of arrogance.

Chapter 273 Chapter [-]: The practice is over, Tuola

A heat wave surged outward from the messy arena.

Starting from where Zheng Qi was standing, towards the direction where he swung his fist, a fan-shaped trace nearly [-] meters wide fell into people's eyes so clearly.

The smoke and dust dissipated in the hot wind, and the original verdant artificial turf was burnt to nothing. Even now, it can still be seen that a little bit of butter is moving on the ground as if a piece of butter was dug out by a hot iron spoon. Golden lightning and dark green embers.

Zheng Qi's punch almost burned half of the arena.

But apart from these terrifying scenes, there is one thing that attracts people's attention even more.

are people.

To be precise, it was a figure who was covered in scorched black but still standing there.

—It's Tora.

The young Nightmare still maintained the movement of swinging the broadsword forward, but in his hand, the long-handled broadsword that had accompanied him for an unknown number of years was completely changed.

In the collision with the deliberate fist, this broadsword bears the brunt. Even if its materials and forging techniques are extraordinary, it is impossible to maintain its original appearance under such energy scour.

Being able to survive the current scaly claw all depends on Tuola's mental energy trying to condense in one point, and——

Zheng Qi is more than capable.

"..."

Suddenly, Taku pulled.

The movement was very subtle, not so much a movement as a sudden tremor.

At this moment, the armor, which was almost turned into molten iron, seemed to replace Tola's flesh and blood, supporting his tattered body, moving his limbs with difficulty and slowly.

His face has long been torn into shape by the howling high temperature, where is the nose and where is the mouth, it is difficult to find out from this whole piece of "coal" that is black and red.

Even those eyes, there is only a small half of one left, like a melted glass ball, stuck in the eye socket that smelled of burnt.

But Tola still opened her mouth that was almost glued together, her only intact eyes were fixed on the direction of Zheng Qi, like a ghost in hell struggling to climb towards the world, leaning forward, staggering Forward.

He seemed to want to make a sound, but the penetrating heat probably hurt his vocal cords.

"Gah, gahhhhhhhhhh..."

All Tora could do was make a horrible hoarse howl like this.

"The Nightmare Knight is still on the move! Does he still want to continue fighting? With such a body, he can continue to fight—"

Mob the Maw's shouts echoed through the arena.

Anyone can see that this is an injury that is not uncommon no matter when one dies.

But even so, the referee seat still did not make a decision on the outcome.

Are you intimidated by the sight?

Or...

For Zheng Qi, it doesn't matter anymore.

He took a step.

Since the confrontation so far, this is the first time Zheng Qi took the initiative to approach Tuo La.

His steps are not fast, but under the blessing of that giant body, each step is big enough.

When Zheng Qi's straight figure stood in front of Tuo La, and both sides were close to each other...

As if she didn't see Zheng Qi, Tuo La still drove her broken body forward, trying to move forward.

No, not as if.

He really didn't see Zheng Qi.

To be precise, Tuola has already lost consciousness.

Zheng Qi took out the corruption potion.

He raised his head and poured a whole bottle of corruption potion into his mouth, but didn't drink it.

Immediately, towards Tuo La, Zheng Qi exerted force suddenly——

"puff!"

Squeezed by the strength comparable to a high-pressure water gun, the potions in Zheng Qi's mouth burst out, and suddenly turned into water mist.

The mist gently hugged the seemingly never-ending Tuo La.

At this moment, the young Nightmare seemed to be surrounded by tiny stars, walking alone in the blessing of the night.

Visible to the naked eye, the injury on Tuo La's body, which can stop the child's night cry just by looking at it, is rapidly improving.

Every step is smoother, and each step is stronger.

Seeing Tuo La, who gradually bumped into his arms in a straight posture in the mist, Zheng Qi raised his hand——

Then, a broad palm landed on Tuola's shoulder calmly.

The exuberant vitality agitates gentle ripples, like sweet springs, pouring into Tuola's body along the bridge built by Zheng Qi's arm and Tuola's shoulder.

"Practice, stop here."

Zheng Qi's mouth curved slightly.

"Not bad, Tora."

"..."

Like a marathon runner crossing the finish line, or a red carp crossing the dragon gate against the turbulent current, Tuo La stopped the seemingly endless howling and moving forward.

According to Zheng Qi, his body has recovered to a good state, and he has lost the last trace of [strength].

The young nightmare fell into a peaceful sleep.

Squatting down slightly, placing Tuola on the ground steadily, Zheng Qi stood up again.

He suppressed that inconspicuous smile, stretched out a hand with a small electric light, moved back along his forehead, and neatly stroked back the hair that was somewhat messy due to this confrontation.

"Hey."

Zheng Qi looked directly at the camera.

This made him appear on the big screen in the arena, as if he was staring straight at everyone in the arena with a blank expression.

"Announce the results."

Under the gaze of those gazes, after a brief silence, a natural announcement sounded in the arena.

The heroic knight Zheng Qi, faced off against the nightmare knight Tola.

result--

Zheng Qi, complete victory.

So far, the final list of the Casimir Major Duel Tournament has been officially determined.

-

"Is that a healing spell?"

Looking at Zheng Qi, who seemed to be unable to hear the cheers, and left the stage as usual, Lime murmured.

In his mind, the scene of Tola from dying to complete as before was played back just now, as if time had flown back.

"I thought his housekeeping ability was a body-strengthening spell, but now it seems that I may be narrow-minded."

"Oh? You mean, Zheng Qi is still an excellent doctor?"

Ms. Russell joked with great interest.

"It's not impossible."

Lime nodded seriously: "It is said that there are some powerful warriors in Yan Kingdom who are not only good at combating enemies, but also top healers. Perhaps Zheng Qi is such a person..."