frightfiction Chapter 181: Practice more food
Chapter 181: Practice more food
In the next two days, only three games were played each day, and Isabella had an absolute advantage in the scores. The opponents she met could not get a single point from her.
Isabella's score has become the focus of all spectators and even contestants.
Those who have fought against Isabella all have only one important feeling: they feel that Isabella is strong enough, and they feel that they have fought hard for two minutes, but she didn't even take a breath!
Whenever someone questioned Isabella's strength, they would be blocked by Tiguwei's words.
"She is the legitimate daughter of a knight commander of the Empire, the top student in her grade at Briffin Academy, and an opponent who has not yet reached the top 100. Of course, she is no match for the orthodox swordsmanship of the Empire."
Isabella's performance in the first three days of the competition was so outstanding that it attracted the attention of many sword teachers from the academies.
On the fourth day of the competition, the opponent's strength was at least at the beginner level 2.
Most of the academy's junior second-level students are over fifteen years old and are talented magic swordsmen in their fifth and sixth grades.
Isabella was only at the beginner level, but she was able to confront them. In their eyes, Isabella from Briffin Academy was a genius among swordsmanship geniuses!
The situation of the Seventh Prince was getting worse and worse. From the absolute advantage at the beginning, to the score tug-of-war on the fourth day, he was able to win by a narrow margin. But the opponent didn't care whether you were a prince or something else. In the ring, giving your all to show your greatest strength was the only way to respect your opponent.
The opponent he encountered was also a heavyweight. A 15-year-old dark elf boy was 1.75 meters tall. The Seventh Prince was like a primary school student in front of him. However, with the protection of the Holy Envoy, he could isolate himself from the pain of the heavy blow and make a quick counterattack. It was difficult for the opponent to open up a gap of more than three points.
The final match on the afternoon of the fourth day of the competition.
Isabella's opponent was the cat-tribe sub-human from Ausonan Continent. Isabella looked at the ordinary iron sword that was sharpened every day... The polished blade was equivalent to a beautiful silver mirror.
Turning his gaze towards his opponent, judging by her grey hair colour and the yellow and white cat ears on top of her head, she should be a calico among the cat sub-humans.
She was wearing a leather body armor tied around her waist, with two ponytails on her head, a mysterious smile on her face, and a charming red eyebrow at the corner of her eye...
Before the fight started, Isabella had been itching in her heart: This time, she might be a good opponent, right? She was tall, had very low body fat, and was very slender... Are all cat girls so good at managing their bodies?
Before going up to the ring, the cat-tribe demihuman girl standing on Isabella's left spoke. Her voice did not sound like that of a fifteen-year-old girl, but more like that of a killer.
"Isabella, is your swordsmanship limited to parrying? We have carefully watched every match you played, and you rarely take the initiative to attack. Are you afraid that we can see through your trump card?"
"You are just a stepping stone for me. I just think that the opponent must be too weak, so I don't even have the chance to attack!"
Isabella replied calmly, but when she looked to the side, she found that her height only reached her chest...
"Armor can reduce the pain of heavy blows. Are you afraid of pain? Otherwise, why don't you let others hit you? There must be some secret that cannot be seen by others. These days' results seem to be cheating no matter how you think about it!"
Isabella was too lazy to talk to her, but she could hear a lot of sarcasm in her tone.
After entering the ring, the audiences from the two major magic academies in Ausonanlu were cheering for Isabella's opponent.
More than 300 eliminated contestants from Briffin College were also cheering for Isabella.
The person who invented the unlimited points system for a single game of ten minutes is really a genius? It allows both sides to exert their personal strengths infinitely and score from all aspects until the time runs out or they are eliminated.
But if you want to make your opponent escape from the circular ring with a diameter of twelve meters, you must use magic or absolute sword skills...
At the beginning of the game, the cat-like subhuman girl named Hetali did not rush to launch an attack. Instead, she stood quietly in place, holding the hilt of the sword with her left hand in reverse, in a defensive posture.
"Do you still remember your opponent in the first match?" Hetali's eyes were solemn and she said in a serious tone, "You may not remember! She is Lani Lulu, my sister..."
"Do you want to avenge your crybaby sister?" Isabella had a strange smile on her face and had no temper at all. But this sentence made Hetalie even more angry.
Isabella and her were in a stalemate for more than ten seconds...
A referee urged, "If there is no fighting between the two sides within 30 seconds, both of them will be disqualified!"
Isabella didn't wait any longer. She held the hilt of the sword with her right hand, put it on her left shoulder, and rushed forward to attack.
The attack was slow, only a few beats faster than the old man practicing sword in the park.
Hetalie thought, this is so damn! Is this an insult?
Hetalie used her backhand sword and stabbed Isabella's face quickly like a long dagger. After all, her opponent had the physical advantage, and the attack range of her long arms was an advantage.
Isabella, who had just made a move, could only swing her sword back.
Snapped!
The swords collided, and Isabella stood still, shocking Hetalie so much that she held the sword with both hands and took a few steps back. Isabella seized the opportunity and stabbed her left leg armor, scoring the first point.
Hetalie quickly glanced at the referees around her, which made Isabella feel that her behavior was very strange. Could she be distracted at this time?
After Hetali steadied her body, she quickly turned around, and her sword-dancing skills were accompanied by the sound of the sword whistling through the wind.
In Isabella's eyes, she was still so slow and clumsy, and her attack moves were all fancy ones she had never seen before.
Dingdangding's rapid attacks made Isabella feel that her strength was not much higher than her sister's.
Hetali couldn't find any opportunity every time she attacked, so she wisely retreated a few steps, bent her body, gathered strength, and then pounced quickly.
Her posture was like that of a killer jumping off a cliff. After Isabella blocked her attack, she quickly counterattacked. Hetalie wanted to turn around and attack again after the contact, but her speed was far inferior to Isabella's.
After being hit, Hetali's body was slightly unbalanced. After landing, her body rolled five times on the ground and almost rolled out of the circle.
Isabella stepped forward quickly, and swept the sword forward step by step. It was an ordinary attack. Hetalie felt that there must be a trick, and quickly jumped in the opposite direction of the sword.
When Isabella's sword passed under Hetali, the speed of the sword suddenly increased!
Before Hetalie landed, Isabella attacked with her backhand sword. The sword hit her from behind, and the heavier impact force knocked her to the ground.
In the remaining few minutes, Isabella's tactic was to hang Hetalie up and beat her.
In the last minute, Hetali still hadn't scored a single point, but in the previous game she had defeated her dark elf opponent with a huge advantage of fifty to twenty-seven!
Feeling unwilling to give up, Hetalie raised her sword, and when the tip of the sword was close to Isabella's defense, she activated the enchantment of wind magic. Although it was only for a moment, Isabella still discovered it, but she still chose to fight.
With a loud bang, the swords of both sides merged together, and the huge collision produced a large amount of sparks...
Isabella's arm remained motionless, and Hetalie couldn't even pull out the sword that was embedded in the blade. She couldn't pull Isabella's arm out even if she pulled with all her strength.
At the last whistle, Isabella won the game with a forty-to-zero advantage.
In the audience seats of Briffin Academy, Tiguwei whispered to herself, "Is it that her swordsmanship is too good or that the opponent is too weak? Isabella's attack is very slow, why can't the opponent beat her?"
Hetalie knelt on the ground in disbelief, holding back tears of humiliation, and cursed: "You must have cheated! How come you can perfectly take on any move I use, even when I use all my strength! Those heavy blows of my sword can easily cut through a one-meter-thick banyan tree with one sword!"
Isabella scratched her head helplessly with her left hand and said, "If you are new, just practice more. How dare you accuse me of cheating? If you use those complicated swordsmanship skills of yours on the battlefield, you will be beaten to death by monsters in a matter of minutes!"