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"If possible, can you tell me why you hit me so hard every time?"
Lan Qi took the initiative to talk to the other party.
He felt that Inoan's behavior was not good.
Normally, he wouldn't talk much with his opponent, but after learning about this player's story and seeing his state, Lanci couldn't help but want to lend a helping hand.
"..."
The red-haired boy didn't respond, and didn't even look at Lan Qi.
"I don't mean any harm, I just want to provide you with some psychological counseling. I feel that you are under a lot of mental pressure."
Lan Qi spoke calmly, with a polite but distant smile on his face.
"..."
The red-haired boy raised his hood slightly, as if he felt that the thirty seconds left in the opening scene were particularly long.
The idiots who were just provocative before were not as annoying as this guy.
He has seen many idiots who provoke him before the game, but they only serve as the best seasoning for him to start killing.
And the way this guy looked concerned about him really made him sick.
"I'm very concerned about what happened to you recently. You are very irritable and resist my kindness. Even your breathing is full of anger. If you keep holding it in, it may break. I will slowly listen to your story, and of course it will be over. After the game.”
Regardless of whether the other party spoke or not, Lan Qi still spoke seriously like a psychiatrist.
"I promise to break your throat so that you will never dare to talk to me again..."
The red-haired boy finally spoke.
"Then if you don't succeed, I will keep talking in your ears? Or maybe your dreams tonight will be my voice."
Lan Qi smiled and tilted his head in response.
"Kill you……"
The veins in his forehead throbbed.
The other party kept showing kindness to him, which made him feel extremely sick.
Outside the court, the audience in the stands felt the completely different attitudes between the two players and couldn't help but hold their breath, looking forward to the upcoming battle.
On the grassland, the ominous gray wind suddenly blew up, bringing with it a cold chill, and the bell for the game rang!
As the wind danced, the figure of the red-haired boy turned into a blurry shadow, instantly swooping towards Lan Qi like a ghost, the speed was eye-popping.
He may be better at spells, but most of his previous victories were based on a small amount of spells combined with physical means to beat the opponent to a bloody pulp.
At this moment, the outcome will be decided, and the red-haired boy will completely destroy his opponent.
"..."
Faced with this sudden attack, Lan Qi's expression did not change, and he used mental magic to suppress the red-haired boy as before.
However, when the mental force field of his stand-in Thalia collided with the red-haired boy, the two actually controlled and offset each other.
No side can gain the upper hand.
"So...you are also a spiritual mage?"
In the flash of lightning, Lan Qi looked at the figure of the red-haired boy and muttered to himself in astonishment.
The spiritual powers of the red-haired boy and Talia intertwined, collided, and offset in the air. At this moment, time seemed to slow down in their eyes, forming an invisible contest.
This surprised the red-haired boy, but he maintained his usual arrogance. Even if he found that his opponent was not an easy character to deal with, he still did not use his hands, as if such a battle was not enough for him to use all his strength. strength.
"Let's do a couple of moves."
The red-haired boy's hoarse voice drifted from his lips.
"it is good."
Lan Qi looked at the red-haired boy's posture and responded.
At this time, he also needs to give the other party corresponding respect and let Talia increase her efforts.
When necessary, he would make his own judgment and cooperate with Thalia.
"So strong."
Thalia said in her mind.
This was the first time she failed to suppress an opponent in the arena.
However, it is nothing more than using some real skills.
A jet-black magic power condensed around Lan Qi, and the rock formations on the earth shattered.
Countless huge cracks swayed and extended, turning into an abyss. Then, black flames rose from the ground and enveloped the red-haired boy.
Thalia controlled these black flames, and they spun rapidly, forming a raging dark storm.
The red-haired boy immediately realized something was wrong.
This is not level six magic at all! !
Before he could react under the black flames, the black flames eroded mercilessly as if they were alive. The figure of the red-haired boy gradually became blurry, until finally, it completely disappeared with an angry roar. .
The entire battle venue fell into dead silence.
The entire audience was stunned into silence by this sudden change.
The black flames gradually dissipated, leaving only a lone winner on the grassland.
I thought it would take a long time to fight.
It turned out that Rocky McCarthy won again with one move.
"..."
Lan Qi was also a little confused, standing on the bare grassland.
We agreed to have a serious discussion.
As a result, Talia used her ultimate move without any technical content and knocked out the opponent.
"Sister Tata, it's too much to hit the sixth level like this."
He didn't expect Thalia to be so serious.
Originally, he had told Thalia not to use magic above level six, otherwise it would be too obvious.
After all, they are from the same league, so they have to be given some face, and they can't be treated like they are abusing players from the lower leagues.
He felt that the other party was indeed at the sixth level.
Thalia directly used the eighth-level magic to hit her opponent, which was really hard.
Tata doesn't have much direct attack magic, and mainly focuses on defensive counterattacks. This damaging black flame was learned from Pranay, and it can incinerate most unknown substances.
"Such an opponent is difficult to control. I don't know what cards my opponent has. It's safer to win quickly. Do you think my judgment is wrong?"
Thalia responded.
"That's right, you make the decision."
Lan Qi didn't dare to deny her.
The main reason is that his mana is not enough.
Otherwise, it's fine to beat slowly.
As the black flames gradually dissipated, the silence on the battlefield was broken by the audience's exclamations.
The whole branch outside the venue seemed to be stirred up by this sound, and everyone's emotions changed from shock to enthusiasm.
They all turned in Christina's direction, their eyes filled with re-evaluation and respect for the young noble.
After all, in their eyes, the victory in the battle just now was not only a personal victory for the butler, but also a display of the strength of the Count Baptiste family.
"This……"
Christina stood in the rest area with disbelief written on her face.
She felt that the red-haired boy and her housekeeper were ominous creatures from a horror movie.
But his housekeeper seems to be more terrifying than the other party.
So he wins.
What kind of world is this?
As long as the curse on your own town house is scary enough, aren't you afraid of other horrors coming to your door?
"Miss Christina, thank you so much!! As expected of the Baptiste family! From today on, your reputation will definitely surpass that of your brother, Mr. Kyle!"
At the same time, the winning employer, a wealthy businessman with a hooked nose, shouted excitedly in the coaching bench to celebrate this sudden victory.
His voice was full of triumph and ecstasy, as if the whole world was cheering for their company at this moment.
In contrast, Viscount Hammond, the wealthy businessman who lost, had a gloomy face.
Viscount Hammond stared at the blond lady closely, pursed his lips tightly, and finally squeezed out a few words.
"I really underestimate you, Miss Christina."
He not only regretted his misjudgment, but also fully realized that this villainous daughter of the Baptiste family was indeed well-deserved, and she was not at the same level as her brother!
Not a moment later.
The two challengers in the artificial shadow world have returned to the venue of the Holy Silver Vine Arena in the real world.
The red-haired boy looked at Lan Qi as if he wanted to eat Lan Qi alive. His hands were shaking, as if he still hadn't accepted the humiliating defeat just now.
The killing intent in the air made Christina, who was standing far away, feel a chill in her body.
"You clown! Aren't you guaranteed to win?"
Viscount Hammond, the wealthy financial businessman who lost, angrily ran to the red-haired boy and cursed,
"Your worth has been wiped out! And I promise, you will never receive another match in this Holy Silver Vine Arena!"
Viscount Hammond raised his cane angrily, pointed at the red-haired boy and said.
Although he could get a player's bet money, compared to the gambling of this business, he still suffered a huge loss.