Chapter 318: Lan Qi's Hatred Even From the Audience Sea
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A gust of wind swept across the edge of the stands, carrying the stench of blood from the slaughterhouse.
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Sir Levin Townsend's eyes were fixed on what lay below.
He was filled with confusion, bewilderment and anxiety.
Could this really be the same gentle and kind boy he saw three days ago
The unsolved mystery is clearly connected to the young man and woman beside him.
Lord Levenston cast a glance at Lance and Clyde standing nearby.
Ranch was still stroking the small black cat in his hand, a smile on his lips, seemingly very pleased with the student's transformation.
While West Germany still lay calmly against the backrest, his palm lightly resting on his cheek.
The viscount's Adam's apple bobbed, but he swallowed the words in his throat.
He originally intended to ask, "Are the recent misfortunes of the Ghost Party related to you two" But he subconsciously stopped himself from speaking.
Because they appeared so nonchalant and indifferent to life, Lord Quintus felt a primal fear.
It was as if I wasn't sitting beside another human.
Looking from afar, seeing Xia's bloodied form, unaware of when he would die, Baron Leven Kineston felt as if every blade was piercing him.
Suddenly, the clamor of the arena surged back into Lord Leven Cinston's ears, bringing him crashing back to reality. A wave of dizziness swept over him as he settled back into his seat.
"Excuse me, both of you. What happened to Xia Why did he become like this"
Out of a sense of duty, Lord Levenstern nevertheless addressed the two of them in a low voice.
No matter what, he treated Xia as his own.
At the mansion, I invited Xia to walk and chat while also telling him that my late father was an old friend of his. I shared stories of Xia's childhood encounter with Lilis in the Imperial Capital, the recent events in the Snowy Province, and how Lilis had changed after meeting Xia, as well as her efforts over the years because of it.
He knew that Xia could be motivated by this, perhaps awaken to something, but not to the extent he is now!
Lance, upon hearing this, slightly tilted his head with a hint of a smile.
"According to our school's most orthodox educational method, I provided him with individual guidance and special training. He did not disappoint me and successfully obtained the power to protect his loved ones."
Lanche replied.
The course of study is to quell bandits, a man who wants to inherit the land must also shoulder the responsibility of protecting the people.
Love and justice coexist, not only completing educational goals but also fulfilling merits with good deeds.
If Ethereal knew about this, she would certainly praise me too.
"Protoss Royal Magic Academy..."
Lord Levine Quinston was astonished.
Though this school has always been rumored to be very strict, does it really turn people into this
This is clearly a demon race elite officer, okay!
That school… he no longer needs to go there.
Lanche smiled again,
Of course, if he wants to go to Helstrom with Lilith, I'll write him a letter of recommendation.
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Lord Levin Kostya stroked his forehead, utterly and completely baffled.
He knew about Xia Ya's failure to pass the special admission exam and that even through the recommendation route, regardless of whether it was a senior professor from the school, there were only one or two fixed spots every three years. These spots would usually be given to more outstanding students and it wouldn't be possible for Xia Ya to be promoted just for face value.
He shook his head.
"But like this, wouldn't Char really die How could he possibly win"
Lord Levenston could put everything else aside; now all that mattered was Shaya's safety.
"Could his heart have changed That would be his ace in the hole"
So far, Xia has not used the umbrella in combat. It seems that in intense close combat, it would only hinder his performance. Although the umbrella appears to be unchanged, perhaps it has some kind of second stage transformation!
"No, I haven't changed Saya's original intentions and heart."
Lance shook his head.
Whether in the past or present, he has never changed the nature of others. He only fulfills and realizes the desires and aspirations of others, allowing them to find true happiness.
"......!"
This left Lord Levenston quite incredulously shaking his head and turning to look at the arena.
Xia Ya's changes now are so big, but his weapons haven't changed at all...
This means that his heart truly hasn't changed at all from beginning to end...
If he truly carried out his self-realization and became this very form, what kind of pure yet bizarrely evil being would he be now
On the field.
It's still swords clashing and blood splattering, the battle is progressing very quickly. It should be over soon.
Currently, it seems that Lord Dean is taking the lead with a clear advantage.
The assassin and the warrior exchanged blows, and the victor was clear.
"Get ready to die!"
Dean was about to go berserk, his sword-wielding hands radiating a blinding light. With lightning and sword energy, he slashed down at Xia's body.
This trash actually dared to face me head-on, making me suffer like this.
He had never been so humiliated and mistreated before in his life!
He was absolutely certain that today, even without his father's guarantee, he had to kill this bastard named Xia.
But the good thing is, even though I've been fighting for so long and got hurt myself, Xia Ya seems to be struggling much more. Even if he dodges this attack, just wearing him down will eventually lead to his demise.
When the sword blade was about to strike Xia, leaving Xia with no way to dodge, Dean also laughed wildly!
No matter how agonizing the process may be, the moment the battle ends, victory is achieved, and the enemy is slain, he will experience a happiness beyond his wildest imagination!
The next moment.
With a deafening roar, the sword struck like it had hit an unimaginably hard wall. The force sent a jolt through Dean's arm, numbing his hand and preventing him from pushing any further.
Xia Ya's expression returned to calm, and he calmly glanced at him with a transparent barrier of an umbrella that blocked his attack.
Then Xia Ya began to ignore Dean, pulling out several purple rare magic cards of the [Slow Error Healing] type and casting a continuous healing spell on himself.
"!!"
Dean, watching the crazed Xia now, entered a state of ceasefire with an extreme calmness. He instantly understood the severity of the situation.
This lengthy healing spell is typically cast by a support character, standing safely in the backline and providing buffs to melee fighters. With its already high healing multiplier as a rare purple-level magic, adding a negative effect on top of that could potentially boost the healing rate even further.
Xia Ya's magical attributes are not bad, even a second-order assassin like him can learn first-order pink divine magic. He has some talent for magic that is comparable to the elves.
Dean, who had originally thought he was about to win, saw Xia unleash a barrier that even fourth-tier attacks struggled to break. Right before his eyes, Xia was nearly replenishing the depleted state of his opponent!
Dean's eyes were wide open, bloodshot and trembling.
In a remote place like Kingston, you wouldn't be able to find so many high-quality "Erratic Recovery" cards, which are warped.
It must have been given to Xia by someone.
Who is it!
Immediately, Dean's gaze fixed on the audience seats, where Lance was smiling and watching the match from afar.
We had met briefly before, and the guy gave off an aura of a healer. After all, the woman beside him was a warrior, and the only one who could wield those Underworld magic cards would be him.
However, Lanchi, facing this gaze, simply gave Dean a big thumbs up in a very positive way, encouraging him to keep going.
At once.
Looking at Ranchi's taunts from afar, Dean felt a mouthful of blood rising in his throat, yet he had no way to counter Xia.
He stood in the middle of the field, as if he had forgotten the pain, and even his reason began to waver.
"I don't care if I kill Xia or not today, I'm going to kill you!!"
Dean hissed at the audience from deep within his throat, a voice so shrill it almost ripped through the air.
(The End)
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