The door of the arena slowly rises with the gears.
The crowd outside has not yet been able to see what is going on inside.
But many people have already rushed to the fog talk and started formulating the theme as if they knew the ending.
This competition ended too quickly. Generally, the battle in the foggy battlefield takes at least an hour, because finding the opponent is a big problem, but now it is over before even ten minutes.
Then the result is too obvious. One party has been crushed, and it has been crushed in all directions.
Even without looking at the results of such a crushing competition, everyone can guess which side lost. It may only be the two freshmen who have just entered school and have yet to grow hair.
At this moment, countless elements are fluctuating on the fog, and the demons are dancing wildly, weaving the cool text of their imagination.
Countless headlines pop up on FogTalk, as if they all want to grab that "precious" headline.
"About Osman Wendy's Brother Challenge, which was played in ten minutes."
"The challenge ended in 10 minutes. Issel made a killing move, but Karoli had no choice but to seriously injure him."
"Shocked! Wendy's brother was instantly killed by the same level."
Most of these posts point to two people, "Isel" and "Wendy".
Just when the forces on both sides moved at light speed and were about to pop the champagne on the foggy talks.
But as the door opened completely, everything began to reverse
"Hey! Lenk, stop it! Look over there!!"
A pair of hands slapped heavily on the shoulder of his companion, interrupting his connection with Wu Tan.
Just when Lenk was impatient and wanted to say something, his eyes followed the direction of the people around him.
My pupils dilated instantly, and I couldn't believe what I was seeing. The corners of my mouth were slightly opened, with a sluggish expression like a delay.
Countless people also stopped and stared blankly at the incredible scene in the venue.
It was also at this moment that an official result reached the top of the fog.
"Winners of the Betting Challenge: Osman Teller, Isel Tris."
The situation reversed instantly.
The evening wind blew across everyone's faces, indicating that time had not stopped, but only their expressions and their inability to accept reality.
The result of this game almost subverted everyone's prediction.
Iser in the venue held his forehead, still relieving the irritability of his brain being overloaded, his expression kept sobbing and then suppressed it to return to normal.
On the other side, Teller was outrageous. He stood there like a normal person, admiring the extra 2,000 points in his student card, with no intention of helping Iser.
Looking back at the two people who fell on the ground, one could not be seen to be seriously injured, but he was indeed unconscious and fell to the ground.
The other one was obviously seriously injured, and the burns all over his body were mixed with scratches left by the wind element.
Although there is no fatal injury, except for fatal injuries, there are all injuries.
Corsi watched the incredible scene outside the door, lowered the brim of his hat slightly, smacked his lips, and walked quickly through the crowd towards the club.
At this time, three people dressed like priests rushed into the arena quickly. The two rushed to the slightly injured Karoli and quickly gathered earth elements to attach to their eyes.
[The skull was struck directly by slight lightning]
【General Paralysis】
[Slight burn on hand]
After checking, they found that the injury was not very serious, so the two immediately began to treat it. One quickly gathered the elements, and the other concentrated on calling the earth element with the [Life] sequence spiritual quality to start healing the damage.
On the other side, the leader of the high priest looked at the living "corpse" in front of him, and the earth elements instantly gathered in his eyes.
【Full body burns】
[Except for the fatal parts, extensive wind element scratches all over the body]
【Coma caused by high temperature】
Such injuries are simply unbelievable, because as far as he knows, this game should be a first-level competition, how could someone be injured so seriously.
But now is not the time to think about this. I frowned slightly and focused all my attention on gathering the elements and calling them.
Countless elemental fluctuations slowly flow from the ground and space to this body.
The spiritual essence carried by the elemental waves arranges its position regularly and neatly, as if a new life is being carefully woven.
The various elemental waves intertwined with each other like rewoven clothes, healing his injured parts.
But these are not all, there are still many places in these earth element waves with traces of water elements deliberately attached to strengthen the effect of this scar weaving.
After a few minutes, the high priest stood up and was sweating profusely, as if he had undergone an operation that lasted several hours. He took a deep breath and sighed.
Only then did he notice that the two priests standing in front of him had completed their tasks.
Karoli is floating steadily in the air with the wind element released from a rectangular box with a slightly green light.
The two priests nodded slightly
"Professor Berryman, the patient with minor injuries has been basically healed."
Berryman glanced at Karoli floating in the air.
"Well done. Send them to the school hospital first, and I'll come back later."
After that, Berryman took out a rectangular box from his cuff, knocked it, and threw it towards Ellis.
With the sound of a bayonet and the sound of gears, the box instantly stopped above Ellis.
He spun around, then stopped steadily as if he had found his target. The wind element rushed out of the box and wrapped itself around Ellis, lifting him to the surface.
The two of them gently dragged the floating box out of the training ground.
Berryman, on the other hand, walked towards where Iser and Teller were.
The earth elements attached to the eyes are also slightly changing their structure, from a scattered state to a hexagonal structure that interconnects with each other.
He stared at the two people in front of him to assess their status, but suddenly stopped and glanced at the silent space, sighed and walked out of the training ground.
Originally he thought this was an asymmetrical game, which meant that the "it" controlling the field had changed. But just now he used Life Detection to carefully scan every detail of Teller and Iser's bodies.
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However, they came to the conclusion that their life strength is at the first level and there is no situation of exceeding the level.
At this moment, he quickly calmed down and knew that although "it" did not subjectively interrupt the game to prevent serious injuries, the reason why Ellis was able to save his life was because of the existence of "it", so he has nothing to say now. p>
Everyone should pay for their own arrogance. People who do not respect life will not be respected by life.
Since everything is reasonable within the rules, there is no reason for Berryman to stay here any longer.
Teller looked at the unusually magical priest moving in front of him and didn't know what he was doing.
However, he didn’t think much about it. Seeing Iser gradually walking away, he decided not to perform and fish out in the same place, and also walked out of the stadium.
But at this moment, a line of sight in the arena was silently watching him go away, as if watching him off, full of awe.
As Teller walked out of the game.
The door to Arena No. 3 slowly closed, and the light elements in the lamps slowly dispersed one by one, making the entire arena dim.
At this time, in the middle of the field, countless lines of different colors were protruding from the surrounding environment and quickly gathering together.
Weaving in the dark transformed into a little girl.
The little girl's looseness may disappear immediately, and her eyes are blurry as if she is about to fall asleep.
But in such a pair of sleepy eyes, there is a perseverance hidden.
Kneeling down on one knee, his hands formed the strange gesture in Terrell's mind, leaning on her erratic forehead.
He whispered the words that were somewhat vague in his memory.
There are obviously no tears, but the voice is trembling
"…………………………………………"
And as she slowly and calmly finished speaking.
He bowed slightly, smiled evilly, and then disappeared into the darkness.
The entire stadium was returned to this false tranquility.