Hoo... Hoo

  The students of St. dawn college near the collapsed stand could even hear the heavy breathing of Chris.

  They could see a bead of sweat mixed with a trace of blood, gathered on Chris's chin and fingertips of both hands, and then dropped.

  This year's South monsoon college team is indeed no longer the team of ordinary playoff level. Whether it is Zola or Riley, even if it is put into the national competition, it must be a noticeable figure.

  Even if Chris had not been hurt by shadow dust before, she must do her best to fight with such an opponent. The physical consumption must be very amazing.

  Looking at Chris with her hands supporting her knees, many students of St. dawn college present were extremely complicated and contradictory. Of course, they hoped that Chris could stand up again and solve the remaining two members of the South monsoon team, bringing an exciting victory to St. dawn college. However, they could not bear to see Chris continue to fight under such circumstances.

  "Two more..."

  Chris made a sudden noise.

  The sound from the stands was silent again.

  I saw her sweat dripping hands gradually clenched, and then her body slowly straightened up.

  "Come on! Beat them both!"

  As she stood up, the stand became more silent, but there was an excited voice shouting, which seemed uncoordinated.

  "You bastard!"

  Bello rubbed his numb ears and turned his head to look at Elin, who was waving his fists and shouting: "look, the whole bleachers don't shout. If you shout here, don't you have any sympathy?"

  "Compassion?" Elin looked at belo strangely. She didn't know why belo said that.

  "She's already like this. Aren't you afraid she'll die if she goes on like this?" Belo pushed his glasses, glanced at Erin and said.

  Elin was stunned. "How could she die so easily?"

  Bello looked at Erin and felt that this guy really couldn't understand, so he didn't say anything, just grunted and turned to look at the ground below.

  Chris has slowly walked to the center of the venue, and the South monsoon team obviously does not want to give her too much breathing time. Crewe, who has pale yellow hair, is very ordinary in shape and appearance, has stood in the center of the venue, quietly waiting for her arrival.

  "You have always wanted to dominate the whole country. It is probably this dream that supports you and enables you to stand up and fight."

  Looking at the approaching Chris, the seemingly ordinary Crewe said slowly and calmly: "every member of our South monsoon team has the same dream as you, so we can only enter the playoffs and stand here if we are a college that is not considered to be a class in other people's eyes. We are the same kind of people as you, so we hope you can join our South monsoon college."

  "Yes! Chris, give up! There won't be any good results in staying at St. dawn's college." Ferdinand immediately clapped his chest and shouted: "if you join our South monsoon college, you can not only enter the national competition, but also harvest a perfect love!"

  "This guy with developed limbs and simple brain is too annoying." Elin cursed sadly, and the whole stand was full of curses.

  "Idiot."

  Chris raised her head and wiped the sweat on her face. She didn't even look at Ferdinand. Instead, she simply spit out two words to Crewe, who was looking at her seriously: "come on."

  Crewe nodded and said nothing.

  There are bright magic particles flowing out of his hands, revolving around his body and starting to rotate.

  At that moment, Chris's figure suddenly disappeared from the original place, and accompanied by a whirling wind, it had appeared behind him.

  This text was taken from Royal Road. Help the author by reading the original version there.

  The whirling wind suddenly condensed on Chris's hand and turned into a two meter long blade!

  "Hiss!"

  At the moment when Crewe had no time to perform any magic skills, the long blade had pierced his back, and blood was flying!

  "Whirlwind raid plus crazy wind blade!"

  "It's amazing that these two techniques can be used together in such a short time!"

  Belo's hand was frozen on his glasses again, and at the same time, with a cold but fanatical voice, he uttered two whispers.

  "Won?"

  Elin was instantly surprised. At the same time, he saw the blood rushing out of Crewe's back. He also felt a shock. He imagined that if he was hit by such a blow, he would be very painful.

  "Yes?"

  However, many people's eyes widened at the same time, and the cold in their hearts was that Crewe, who had been hit by such a blow as Chris, turned around as if unconscious.

  His pupils were pale and his face was strangely calm. It seemed that he could not feel any fear and pain at all.

  The magic yuan particles flying around him were not interrupted by Chris's blow. "Boom!" Several yellow wind columns mixed with dust suddenly appeared between him and Chris, and severely impacted Chris.

  In the sound of air-conditioning, his and Chris's bodies fell back like two meteors at the same time!

  "Pa!"

  After flying backwards for a full distance of more than ten meters, Crewe, whose blood surged behind him, stood steadily on the ground.

  His face was still strangely calm, and he could not see any fear and pain.

  It was not until a few seconds later that he slowly fell back.

  On the other side, Chris couldn't stand still, her hands were on the ground, and blood began to drip from the corners of her mouth.

  "What the hell is going on?"

  "How can we launch such a counterattack when we are hit by such a blow and so seriously injured?"

  "It's impossible! If you are stabbed into your body by such force, even a powerful combat magician can't still perfectly control the skill particles!"

  Until Crewe fell back and the medical team quickly appeared beside him, there was an incredible cry in the stands.

  "I..."

  Elin did not know what he was shouting at this time. He unconsciously turned to look at belo, but saw belo frowning and shaking his head at him; "Don't look at me. I don't know what secret skills this guy uses."

  "It's the sealing technique of the South monsoon."

  At this time, at the top of the arena, Standing on the edge of the very high dome, Lister said to the other elite teachers: "a secret technique that can temporarily close his pain and even fear. It is unexpected that this seemingly ordinary little fellow of the South monsoon college also has the courage to risk his life... At the beginning, he planned to lose both sides. It turns out that he is also the most important part of the overall plan of the South monsoon team."

  "Do you want to terminate the competition?"

  Wearing a red scarf, Karan straightened her hair, nodded, looked down and asked quietly.

  "She has the courage to risk her life. Why should we stop her?" Lister shook his head and smiled: "Karan, are you old enough to worry about this kind of problem?"

  "Lister, do you want to die!"

  ……

  The stands were silent again.

  Chris, holding her hands on the ground, slowly stood up again.

  She was trembling all over, and everyone could see that she was close to the limit. It seemed that any freshman could easily push her down, but she still stood up and faced Ferdinand, the team leader of South monsoon college, whose body size was completely out of proportion to her.

  "You give up."

  Ferdinand kept shaking his head. "You may have beaten me at ordinary times, but now you can't be my opponent. You'd better prepare to transfer to our South monsoon college. As you can see, every member of our team is not a waste..."

  "It's finally over."

  But his voice was suddenly interrupted by Chris's voice.

  "What do you mean?" Ferdinand stared at Chris in a daze. Since Zola defeated corrian, the whole plan has been going smoothly. However, he did not know why. Looking at Chris, whose body could not support him, he suddenly felt extremely dangerous.

  "Pa!"

  Ferdinand had a bad feeling in his heart. At the moment when he was stunned and stopped, Chris, who was standing unsteadily, suddenly fell to the ground.

  The hearts of all the people in the stands jumped violently.

  A referee flew towards Chris. Everyone saw that Chris, who had fallen to the ground, shook her head at the referee, and then supported her hands to stand up. For a moment, she was unable to stand up.

  "Hoo..."

  Ferdinand and several teachers of the South monsoon college were relieved. They thought that no matter how fierce they were, they were still normal people and could not really fight like God.

  "Chris, stop fighting! You'll die if you go on like this!"

  On the stand, a girl from St. dawn college suddenly began to cry.

  Most of the students of St. dawn's college seem to be blocked by a big stone in their chest, which makes them feel sad.

  From Zola at the beginning to Crewe just now, every fight of Chris is very hard and she has played perfectly. However, she is only a small girl after all. No one gives her strong support in such a big Saint dawn college. It is surprising that a girl like her has fought to this extent. In such a competition, the honor and hope of the whole college should all be placed on her.

  Stop fighting!

  With the cry of the female student of St. dawn college, most of the students of St. dawn college even cried out like this in their hearts and wanted Chris to give up.

  However, what made everyone hard to breathe was that they saw that Chris in the center of the venue was still standing up slowly and tenaciously.

  Belo was strangely quiet. There seemed to be layers of flash on the lenses of his glasses.

  At the moment when Chris faltered and stood up again, Erin thought of many pictures.

  "You are free to pursue your dreams..."

  "What is your dream?"

  "Courage is the door to all dreams."

  "Belo, I think of what my dream is." At this time, Erin suddenly whispered to belo beside her: "my dream is to help her defeat all her opponents and win the national championship."