"It's not over yet!" Yak took the opportunity to roll around a few times, regaining the distance from Ina, and stood up. His shirt, which was already full of sweat and dust, was dyed khaki and looked miserable. Unbearable.
"That's enough, Yak, Miss West has already won." The referee shouted to Yak.
Yak ignored the senior's words, held the hilt of the sword with his right hand, pressed it lightly with his left hand, and stood the sword upright again.
"What do you mean?" Ina's eyes narrowed slightly, and her eyes fell on Yak again, with displeasure on her face.
"Isn't it obvious? According to the rules, I haven't lost yet, right?"
Yake answered seriously, making Ina almost think that she heard wrongly.
"Don't you still understand the difference in strength between us? Do you think your half-baked swordsmanship can make up for the difference in strength between ordinary people and professionals?!"
Ina was very impatient with Yake, her boredom and anger clearly displayed on her face.
She started taunting the other person.
There was actually no point in her staying here.
Even if she ignores Yak and leaves directly, her victory will never be shaken.
But for some reason, Ina couldn't just leave.
She wanted to deny Yak.
This time the two sides exchanged offense and defense. Now that they have seen Ina's explosive power as fast as a cheetah, they know that there is a huge gap between the two.
Defense has naturally become Yak's only possibility of victory.
Instead of fighting the bear with a short knife, it was obviously more reasonable to observe and look for the slightest opportunity - even though the "bear" he faced was a girl who looked younger than him and was only 1.5 meters tall. .
Ina doesn't care about offense and defense. This is the confidence that absolutely overpowers her opponents.
Have you ever seen a ferocious wolf fighting a rabbit and need to consider whether the rabbit will bite you back?
But unlike just now, Ina is serious and full-force. The magic power flows through the body. She takes a light step and the magic power rolls up a slight cyclone like the winding breath of war.
Taking a step forward, the sound of breaking wind could be heard in the air, and Ina's figure was already approaching the young man.
Yake did not panic. Although he was horrified by Ina's even more terrifying speed than before, he still controlled his body.
"I can still see it clearly!" As long as it wasn't an instant attack, he could clearly see and react to the moment when Ina drew her sword while on the defensive.
"She doesn't know how to change her tactics. She doesn't bother to do it."
The sword cuts a semicircle, and even if it cannot keep up with the speed, there is still room for change.
If it were a life-and-death battle, this little trick with his rough swordsmanship would be of no use except opening a small wound on Ina's body.
But this is a duel at the last minute!
How could Ina not be aware of Yak's intention? Her eyes turned cold, she raised her sword upright and slashed horizontally.
A force that was even more arrogant than when Yak attacked came. He felt as if he had been hit hard, the wooden sword bounced away, and he almost lost his hand due to the huge force.
"Weapon attachment?!" Commander Nehel Legion said in shock: "This is not a skill that formal magician level elves can master."
Lake didn't respond to the other party, and his face looked ugly.
"Nehel, you are ready to stop them at any time." He said to the legion commander on the side, while taking out a magic scroll from the ring.
He sensed that Ina had gone too far, and her mind was no longer even about winning the duel.
The wooden sword was shaken away, and Yak had no time to release his strength and return to defense, and Ina couldn't give him a chance.
The pink fist that was not holding the sword hit Yake hard in the abdomen. The pain was so heartbreaking that he almost couldn't hold the blade in his hand and fell to his knees with his stomach covered.
Before he could kneel down, the tops of the knees of his slender and tight thighs came one after another, and the heavy blow forcefully lifted the young man's half-bent body.
Ina tapped the ground lightly, took a few steps back, and did not pursue. She naturally understood the impact of these two powerful blows.
Even if she intentionally spreads the magic power evenly over the hit area, it would be enough to break bones, like a giant hammer blow.
Several ribs were broken, and the pain was so severe that it caused fainting. It was an injury that even a bronze-level adventurer could only survive with one breath.
"Thum, thump." Yak muttered as he took two steps back and forth, staggering to steady his shaky figure. As if he said something, he suddenly coughed twice violently, and bright red blood foam spurted out.
But he still stood, still holding the sword.
"Why haven't you fallen down yet...Why are you still unwilling to fall down?" Ina bit her lip tightly, looking at the young man who was still standing with red blood bubbles oozing from the corner of his mouth with a complicated heart.
Standing on the field does not mean victory. Although Ina is tired of Yak's ignorance and lack of plan, she is disgusted that Yak is similar to her and works hard for unknown goals.
But she didn't really want to take the other person's life, so she raised the wooden sword that was shiny with wood paint.
As soon as her sword touched Yak, this unnecessary duel would be over.
The distance between the two of them was only two or three body positions, and the young man's body was so close that he didn't need to take a breath. The wooden blade can touch the opponent.
In everyone's eyes, this was undoubtedly a fleeting moment.
Yak suddenly raised his hand, faster than ever before, and the sword came like a storm, violent and powerful!
"Pa!" Ina suddenly and quickly slashed, and she didn't expect it. In a panic, the two swords collided, and she kicked away the approaching Yak.
Unlike just now, Yake did not land awkwardly. Like a bird that had adapted to the wind, his feet dragged two shallow traces on the sandy ground and stabilized his heels.
"It's obviously nothing more than that, why do you still persist?" As soon as Ina's heels touched the ground, powerful magic burst out from that petite body! The powerful magic power directly left clearly visible moccasin shoe prints on the sandy ground!
There is no pause, everything flows smoothly. Holding steady, accumulating strength, and charging forward, the party clearly being attacked is like a hunter with his eyes on the prey, fast and natural.
"Why do you have to give up on yourself with such skill?" Yake was not afraid at all and raised his sword to face him.
Yak, who followed Ina, seemed to be a completely different person from before. The improvement of his physical fitness made him have the ability to react and block Ina's sword after working hard on defense. At this moment, his strength is undoubtedly Climbed the rank of bronze professional.
"What is this? Martial skills? Impossible! How can one use martial arts to turn an ordinary person into a transcendent?" Ina was shocked when she felt the power coming from the collision of swords.
For a time, the two of them showed off their offense and defense.
"What do you want to see? What do you want? Do you have worked so hard to gain such strength just to crawl into someone's bed one day?" Yak's words became harsh and harsh, making Ina furious. .
But the more anger surged, the harder and rougher her sword became. Although his strength and skills are superior to Yak, there is only one level difference between the two sides. Now, Yak is calm and good at defense. Although it was by no means easy, blocking the white-haired girl's moves was no longer a problem.
The scales began to shift.
"Shut up! There's no need for you to make irresponsible remarks to me!" Ina's sword blade became even more fierce.
The sword body turned into a sword curtain and several sword rays, pointing directly at parts other than Yak's head that were difficult to move.
The clash of wooden blades was no more than four feet away, but Yak knew what to do.
He took a sudden step forward without any defense. In this stormy offensive and defensive battle, it was his only active attack!
Like a reflection in a mirror, it also seemed destined to be like this. That was Ina's initial late-attack tactic, and Yake chose this attack.
Ina, who was originally faster than Yake at the moment, should have been unable to catch up with her first move.
Except this step.
Yake got ahead of Ina. He was like a hussar preparing to charge, swinging away the unstoppable thrust, and his sword touched the white-haired girl faster.
"Don't be too arrogant!" Ina let go of the wooden sword, raised her white jade-like fist, and greeted Yake's face, three feet away, and she was there in an instant.
But Yak's victory was unshakable.
"Dong" the sound of the wooden sword falling to the ground, the fist barely stopped in front of Yak's face, and his wooden sword had already struck Ina's left shoulder.
"Winner, Yak Tok!" the referee shouted loudly with the loudest voice he could use. He held his head high like a rooster that crows in the morning. He was proud of his junior who had the courage to challenge the strong. .
"I'm sorry for what I said just now... I can't think of any other way to take advantage of it." Both sides took a few steps away. Yake swallowed a mouthful of blood, and the referee man immediately stepped forward to help him.
Obviously, his injury was not as optimistic as it appeared on the outside. His ability to persevere may be more due to the adrenaline effect in his body that took effect beforehand.
After handing the healing scroll to the legion commander, Lake also came to Ina's side, who was stuck in place.
Ina buried her head very low. She said nothing, her long snow-white hair covering her expression.
Lake could still feel Ina's great unwillingness and loss from the white-haired girl's slightly trembling shoulders and other expressions.
But he did not try to comfort her immediately, but waited quietly. His intuition told him that any words were not suitable at this moment. The girl needed to vent, and Ina needed to vent her emotions in her own words and her own way.
He needs to be a listener rather than trying to help the other person in the way he thinks is right.
"I lost." The girl squeezed out a sentence, trying to calm her voice and make it sound as calm as possible.
Even if it doesn't do much to cover up.
"Well, I lost, I saw it." Lake's voice was gentle, without the slightest hint of blame. He didn't say anything more, but waited patiently for Ina's unfinished words.
"Am I weak?" Ina finally lost control of her emotions, her voice could not be lowered, and there was a sound of sobbing in it. "Am I embarrassing you?"
Then she could feel a hand rubbing her white hair as gently as when they first met five years ago.
"Silly man, how can a magician not use spells but only use swords and people to cut? And I have been lazy from time to time in physical training in the past year." Lake stretched out his hand to pull Ina close so that she could lean against him. In arms:
"You've done a great job, how can I be embarrassed?"
Drops of crystal water fell from Ina's face.
Lake heard Ina's soft sobs and felt a small patch of wetness on his chest.
But he will still wait patiently.