Chapter 225 Thalia was forced to regain the glory of the demon clan
Electric light rolled in the dark clouds, and a white light flashed across the sky, illuminating the faces of everyone in the square.
“What are you afraid of? Have you forgotten what their strength is?!”
Qusay yelled at his companions who showed vigilance around him.
In just two days, the gap in hard power cannot be made up by momentum.
No matter how weird the opponent looks, it's enough to fight them head-on as you did when you beat them twice the day before yesterday.
Hearing this, the fighters from Aloran Royal Academy quickly cheered up and exchanged firm looks with each other.
Which one is strong and which one is weak can be known at a glance!
At the same time, a deafening thunder exploded, which was a kind of anger from the sky that was released and went straight into people's hearts.
Thunder mingled with the fighting in the arena, the shouts and the clang of metal.
The battle breaks out suddenly!
A member of the Demon King's Army's special killing force rushed towards the nearest fighter, raised his sword high and slashed directly at the opponent's neck.
The fighter reacted quickly and rolled his body over, sweating coldly to avoid the fatal blow.
He immediately counterattacked, punching out and creating a wave of air.
But the opponent's heavy armor seems to have absorbed most of the damage.
However.
What was wrong was that even though the other person was clearly hit, he remained motionless and stared at him sideways, as if he couldn't feel the pain.
The body looked even bigger under the heavy black armor, and the corners of the mouth under the scarlet eyes actually curved, and he raised the heavy sword again, trying to split him in half.
Feeling something was extremely wrong, the Aloran fighter quickly did a backflip to get out of the way.
“Tsk, I saved your life.”
The fighter of Ikerite carried the heavy sword and said with a sneer.
The confrontations between several other fighters were similar. The five people on Icerita's side did not react at all whether they were injured or in pain, but they all aimed at killing each other, either by decapitating them or cutting their waists. Or simply want to use a broadsword to beat the opponent's head into pulp.
This made the fighters on Aloran's side a little afraid to fight with them, and they all moved back to prepare for a fight.
"You cowards, what do you have to be afraid of?"
Kusei, who was only at the sixth level, was not afraid at all and rushed forward, even more arrogantly cursing the companions who had started to avoid the battle, and even had the momentum to fight the five opponents alone.
The remaining fighters from Aloran, thinking about the gap in physical strength between the two sides, gritted their teeth and suppressed their uneasiness, and rushed forward again.
They have strengthened steel and iron bones and the ability to regenerate. Even if they are hit by heavy weapons, they will not be killed. The opponent just looks scary!
Each swing of the serrated broadsword and great ax is carried with devastating force, and each time they hit the target, there will be a heart-stopping metallic clang.
Fighters rely on their speed and agility to fight back, trying to find the enemy's weakness.
I don't know if they didn't hit hard enough, or if the opponent really didn't feel pain. No matter how they hit, it seemed like they couldn't cause any effective damage to Icerita and the others!
On the contrary, every time they were hit by an axe, the severe pain and fainting sensation made them feel like they were dancing beside death.
The audience was shocked by this thrilling scene.
Is this really a fighting match?
How do you feel that one party really wants to kill the other party?
Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the fighters from the Aloran Kingdom still have a clear strength advantage.
But the battle situation was one-sided, and the fighters on Aloran's side seemed to be being brutally executed by the demon king's killing troops on Icerita's side.
The scene became extremely bloody. From the beginning, they were aiming at the opponent's throat, wanting to devour the opponent.
If I have to describe it, it's like a group of elites who haven't left school yet met the regular demon army who have been on the battlefield.
Except for the strongest sixth-level fighter Kusai, who is still one against five, the other four have several terrifying wounds on their bodies, and their eyes are filled with fear.
The people on Icerita's side should have been seriously injured, but they acted as if nothing happened. Their black barrier-like bodies didn't seem to shake even before they died!
“It's really like a baby.”
"You pigs like you, why were we defeated by you?" "Thank you Principal Lanqi for giving us a new life. This is the real fighting spirit we have been pursuing..."
The raindrops fell on the bodies of the fighters, vaporized by the temperature of their bodies and the heat generated during the battle, but this was not the passion for fighting, but the crazy killing arrogance after returning from hell.
It is hard to imagine what they have experienced in the past two days.
Gradually, the killing troops on Ikerita's side began to gain the upper hand. Their heavy swords and giant axes seemed to smash a big hole into the ground with every blow, even if the fighters led by Kusai tried hard. Counterattack, facing this life-changing style of play, they are increasingly struggling.
Only Kusai became more fierce as he fought, while the fighters beside him were hit by heavy swords and giant axes one by one, and were sent flying several meters away.
The atmosphere on the battlefield became increasingly cruel.
Every attack by the Demon King's special killing force seems to be carried out with the determination to destroy everything, and it quickly turns into an encirclement and suppression battle against Kusai.
"this…"
Noe opened his mouth with his brain shut down and looked at the battle field.
Why does he feel that there is something very wrong with the team of fighters coached by Lan Qi? !
You call this friendly academic exchange?
“The Demon King's Army once again has the upper hand! This comes with madness and pain shielding, and the strength is really too high.”
The passionate commentary voice of Luvihir from the commentary box echoed throughout the arena.
“Ahem, it's the Icerite Academy representative team.”
Another commentator beside her quickly corrected her.
"Oh, yes. In fact, from the side, it may be that Coach Lanqi's tactical arrangements are very good, but against the five executioners of the Demon King's Army, how do you let the fighters on the opposite side play."
“It's the Icerite Academy representative team.”
"Well."
Luvihir seems to be speaking smoothly.
After mentioning Icerita several times, I hesitated for a long time before calling out the formal name.
“Icerita.”
“Yes, Icerite's representative team, these guys… understand them all.”
The students and the public in the audience originally thought the painting style was a bit weird, but now they saw that the fight was lively and full of program effects, and they all started cheering and cheering.
Amidst the bustling crowd.
Thalia, whose hand was originally held by Hyperion, has now firmly grasped Hyperion's hand.
She buried her head tightly, fearing that people around her would notice that she knew Lan Qi and that she was similar to the great poet.
“Huberlian, why don't we go home.”
Thalia suggested in a lowered voice.
“Tata, are you feeling unwell?”
Hyperion felt that Talia's palms were a little cold.
"I…"
Thalia didn't know how to explain it.
Hyperion still doesn't know that she is Hyperion's aunt, nor does she know that she is a demon.
Thalia even heard the students around her shouting cheerfully, "Come on, Demon King's Army."
This weird place made her feel like she was suffering every minute she stayed there.
She is a good, law-abiding citizen. She is not planning the resurgence of the Demon King's army, nor is she instigating Lan Qi to do these things...
(End of this chapter)
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