Standing in the center of the arena as big as a football field, Luo Jie looked up at the gray-blue four-winged dragon that was nearly ten meters high.
Charlotte Bilau also stood on top of "Sigmund", proudly looking down at this strange opponent who dared to challenge her directly from the 99th place.
"I am "Charlotte Bilau", the eldest daughter of the Bilau family! Orientals, before challenging, please state your name!"
It is a very ancient tradition for both parties to exchange names before a duel. It is generally popular among nobles. This kind of etiquette is rarely seen now - after all, all information before the game is public. Asking the opponent's name will always give people a
An inexplicable sense of ridicule.
Of course, Charlotte uses this kind of etiquette not to attract hatred, but just to insist on her own aristocratic status.
Even though she is no longer the eldest lady of the Earl's Palace, she is still proud of her family.
"My name is Night Dire..." Standing at the foot of the giant dragon, Luo Jie raised his head and narrowed his eyes slightly, "From this perspective, it looks really full of courage..."
"Thank you for your compliment, Mr. Nightmare." The dragon-shaped doll "Sigmund" thanked him politely, with a deep voice like a loyal elder.
"Oh, I'm sorry, Sigmund, I'm not talking about you." Luo Jie smiled slightly, turned and walked to the opposite side of the ring, turned his back to the dragon and shook his finger, "Remember to remind your master, since you are wearing
Don't stand your skirt so high, and pantyhose are not a panacea."
Charlotte couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and then she realized what she was doing. Her flushed cheeks became more and more clear against the backdrop of her dazzling blond hair.
"Sigmund, attack! I'm going to kill him!"
"Sorry, Charlotte, the referee has not announced the start of the game. If you attack your opponent without authorization, you will be disqualified."
Compared with the furious "Charlotte", the doll "Sigmund" is like a calm old man, reminding the angry owner with earnest words.
"And I think this young man is right. Your fighting style is indeed not suitable for wearing a skirt... He actually doesn't have to tell you at all. In this regard, I think you should thank him. His behavior is
A gentleman."
"No road race! What kind of gentleman do you think you are when you stand down and look at it for so long? Shut up, Siegmund. Do you believe that I will reduce your lunch from chicken to chickpeas?"
Sigmund sighed silently. As a dragon, he really didn't understand what his master was so angry about.
Since this competition may involve aerial combat, the protective cover in the arena does not cover the arena, but in turn protects the audience seats on both sides.
As the referee officially announced the start of the game, Charlotte, who was already ready to avenge the humiliation just now, couldn't wait to control Sigmund to flap his wings and fly up to an altitude of tens of meters.
"Oh—it's here! The high-altitude bombing tactics of "The Tyrant of King's Landing"!"
"I was defeated by this trick last time. There is no limit to the arena in the air, and you can dodge at will. If there is no puppet that can also fly people, the puppet user left in the ring will be Sigmund's living
target……"
"Isn't this trick too rogue? Why doesn't the academy restrict it?"
"That's the natural ability of human dolls. Why should we restrict it? Should we tie up our hands and feet and let you beat me?"
"Who is fighting when our hands and feet are tied up? Shouldn't we be doing something else?"
"This brother is quite a man of temperament... Come on, let me borrow one to talk."
"Don't be crooked... There is no fairness in doll battles. I can only say that my ancestors were capable and left a powerful doll to future generations. If you want to blame, just blame your ancestors for not working hard."
"Wait a minute, don't you think it's strange? Why hasn't that foreign student from the East summoned his beautiful summoned creature yet?"
The question raised by this student was also a question shared by the vast majority of the audience at the arena.
Until Sigmund stabilized his figure at high altitude, Luo Jie on the stage below did not make any move to summon dolls or other summoned creatures. He just looked up at the bird-sized bird in the sky with his hands behind his hands.
of dragon.
"Why don't you summon the puppet? Psychological warfare is of no use to me!"
Although they were nearly a hundred meters apart, Charlotte's voice was still clearly conveyed to Luo Jie's ears through the communication function of "Night Club Badge".
"Psychological warfare?" Luo Jie smiled, "Charlotte, you are overthinking, there really is no such thing... I was just thinking about how to make you less injured."
"That's ridiculous! I want to see how you can hurt me! Sigmund, attack!"
Following Charlotte's cooing cry, Sigmund's gray-white belly lit up with the blue flash of the magic circuit, and a beam of hot energy spurted out from the ferocious dragon's mouth.
——"Terminal Light Cannon"!
The bright beam with a diameter as large as a bucket was like a golden sword falling from the sky. With the swing of Sigmund's head, it opened a scorching ravine that was hundreds of meters long on the ground. With just one blow, the huge
The cement arena was split into two, with a molten steel skeleton exposed in the center.
"Oh? You actually avoided Sigmund's attack?"
Charlotte was condescending and could clearly see Luo Jie's almost teleporting dodge just now.
But she didn't care. After all, the blow just now was just a tentative attack similar to a hand attack. It was just to make this ungrateful guy retreat before the difficulties. He knew that he was not easy to mess with, so he didn't aim at all.
other side.
"If you are not ready to admit defeat, I will not hold back next time! Sigmund, attack!"
The gray-blue giant dragon flapped its four wings, and the magic circuits on its abdomen lit up one by one with brighter magic flashes than before. With a deep dragon roar, countless slender beams of light erupted from its mouth, as complete as a birdcage falling from the sky.
Covered the entire arena.
——"Final Flash"!
The stands on both sides suddenly became commotion, and almost all the spectators stood up from their seats in unison, holding their breath and staring at the battlefield completely shrouded in smoke and dust.
"The Flash of the End" is the most powerful and unsolvable move of the 06 "Tyrant of King's Landing" Charlotte Birao - directly blowing up the entire arena with a large-scale super-saturation attack.
If the opponent does not have the ability to fly, even if he survives this wave of attacks, he will have to surrender because the arena under his feet has completely disappeared.
"Is it over so easily again..."
Charlotte held Sigmund's thick dragon horns with one hand, slightly gathered her long hair that was messed up by the strong wind from high altitude, and looked down at the dusty arena below with a bored look on her face.
At this moment, a voice she least wanted to hear came from Charlotte's "Night Party Badge".
"I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you, Charlotte-san."