Justin didn't even move, but just sneered and stared at the blue sword shadow, and his abdomen condensed into a narrow piece of metal armor.

But just as the blue sword shadow came into contact with the metal armor, his body suddenly felt something was wrong. As his face changed drastically, his body suddenly flew out to the back side.

"laugh!"

A narrow wound suddenly appeared on his chest, and hot blood scattered!

There are tiny blood beads rolling in the air, outlining the appearance of the blade!

"Depora also has a knife in her left hand!"

"His right-hand knife is a solid blade, and the left-hand knife is also a solid blade!"

"Since it is a physical entity, how can his left-hand knife not be seen? How can he not see the flow and condensation of the magic element particles!"

An incredible scream suddenly sounded in the stands.

"It was the image he used to condense the left-hand knife, which also projected the image onto the right-hand knife?" Ailin was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but turn his head to look at Chris beside him and said.

"Yes." Chris nodded, "this should be his hidden magic sword flow technique."

"..." Listening to such a conversation, looking at Ailin in front of him, the speechless Mos had to admit in his heart that although Ailin often realized it later, in terms of his understanding of technology and combat intuition, he had no way to compare himself. It made people feel a little discouraged when he thought about it.

In just this short time, a black metal armor appeared directly on Justin's wound, completely fitting the wound and covering it, no longer bleeding.

"It turned out to be a double physical sword! What a fantasy sword flow!" He looked at Deborah and snorted coldly. For a moment, the two of them opened a distance of more than ten meters, but they seemed to be thinking about how to carry out the next attack, and did not take action immediately.

"This god-ghost armament is indeed a very unique physical skill. In this way, it is equivalent to temporarily treating the wound." Ailin looked carefully without blinking, "But why didn't he cover his body directly from the beginning... Why did he give the other party an opportunity to take advantage of it?"

Chris looked at Ailin and explained carefully: "Any physical technique is just a combination of magical particles and magical power. After all, it is not a real entity. There will be a certain time limit. Many earliest Dragon Language scholars have done research specifically. The summoned magical power is not part of the body after all, and it cannot form stable and unchanging substances with mental power and the compression of the magical particles. In addition, each condensation of a part of the entity is at the cost of consuming a lot of magical particles, so especially this kind of armor technique, usually condenses until battle, and often decides the thickness of the armor that barely resists the opponent's attack based on factors such as the opponent's strength to minimize the consumption of magical particles. A powerful magician must not only have strong explosive power, but also have the ability to use magical particles reasonably and fight for a long time. Therefore, some elite magicians can deal with many opponents with the same magical particles level one by one."

"I understand." Ailin nodded.

"Swish!"

At this moment, Justin's figure suddenly disappeared from place to place.

Outside Deborah, four figures suddenly appeared that were exactly the same as him.

"The five consecutive kills of the rage!"

At this moment, with a low chant, Deborah's whole body rotated like a hurricane, and five shrill sounds of swords and metal collisions sounded in the air at the same time.

Like most viewers, Ailin did not see the sword light at all, and the four Justin figures had already split in half from it.

The strong wind disappeared, and when Deborah's body stopped, Justin's figure had already appeared more than ten meters to his right.

Justin's entire right arm was covered with black metal, and his fists were covered with raised blades.

Not far from the ground in front of him, a black metal blade was inserted obliquely, and it was slowly turning into a flame and disappearing like a melting ice.

"It turns out that he is a specialist, mainly engaged in sword skills. His reaction and close-fitting sword skills are also perfect. If you want to deal with you, the best way is to rely on your skills and consuming your skills and elixir." Looking at the disappearing black metal blade on the ground, Justin's face turned completely cold and he said in a deep voice: "But today we can only use other methods."

"Is that true?"

Deborah's eyes narrowed like a blade again, and just as Justin spoke, it appeared beside Justin.

"Yes." A look of praise flashed in Chris' eyes, "This armored physical technique, because the body is too heavy, speed is always a weakness! Taking the initiative to attack and using speed to overwhelm the opponent is the best choice!"

"when!"

Deborah's long sword in his right hand slashed in the middle of Justin's waist and abdomen. Although a piece of black metal suddenly appeared suddenly blocked the blade, the power on his knife still made Justin's body shake violently.

"What!"

Seeing that his left-hand knife could cause damage to Justin, what he didn't expect was that his right-hand knife sank suddenly and his body also lost balance!

In the aftermath of his eyes, the black metal that was slashed by his right hand knife actually stuck tightly with his knife.

"This is the armor-attached technique. If you specialize in sword techniques like you, the knife suddenly has a heavy weight when it is moving at high speed. It must be very unaccustomed to it. It's very uncomfortable!" Justin's voice suddenly rang out. Just as his first word sounded, his left foot was already kicking Deborah's right shoulder.

"Crack!"

Deborah heard a clear sound of bone cracks, and his body was kicked back and fell heavily to the ground.

Everyone saw that his right knife flew out of his hand, and his whole right arm also drooped softly.

"Deborah!"

Many students from St. Dawn Academy let out a huge scream, and they could see that Deborah's right arm had been kicked off by Justin!

"Give up."

Looking at Deborah, who was standing up again and looking at a long light blue knife that appeared in his left hand, Justin shook his head and continued, "Only the left hand is left, your phantom sword flow has been broken. In addition, your other techniques have not worked for me from the beginning, so it doesn't make any sense for you to continue fighting."

Everyone's eyes were focused on Deborah.

Most people think that Justin said it right, and it doesn't make any sense if Deborah persists.

But at this moment, Ailin's scream suddenly rang again.

"Depora, come on!"

"Deborah, defeat him!"

"..." Si Dinghan looked at Ailin who was trying hard to cheer for Deborah, and couldn't help but scold him, "You guy, you're so slutty. You obviously can't beat him like that. Come on, do you want him to be beaten to death on the court?"

"At least you can't leave any regrets."

Just as Alyn's cheering sound, Deborah, whose body trembled slightly, raised her head and suddenly said this.

"What does it mean?" Justin was slightly stunned and couldn't understand.

"You, like me, are also people who do not have particularly strong bloodline talents." Deborah endured the pain and looked at Justin, "But the more this happens, shouldn't we work harder? If it were you, would you easily admit defeat in such a game? If you just admit defeat like this, you will definitely feel regretful when you think about it in the future?"

"You said it right, I respect your choice."

"This is a game where no one wants to leave regrets."

Justin's face became solemn, he nodded and said nothing. In the next second, his man turned into an iron stream and rushed towards Deborah.

"Swish!" "Swish!" "Swish!"...

Several sounds broke through the air and rang out loudly.

When he was five or six meters away from Deborah's body, several black metal blades flew out of his right fist, and did not directly shoot at Deborah's body, but shot at several directions on Deborah's side.

Deborah's body, which had just accelerated, was forced to stop.

"when!"

In the next moment, Deborah's left hand blade slashed at Justin's left shoulder, but was blocked by a piece of black metal and attached to the blade at the same time.

"boom!"

A look of apology flashed in Justin's eyes, and his left fist was ready to go out, and when it was blasted out, his entire left arm actually grew more than a foot longer than usual.

With a "click", Deborah's entire left arm also drooped softly.

“…”

There was silence in the stands, and I felt that the atmosphere was indescribable. Both arms were interrupted, and Deborah could not continue fighting no matter what.

However, at this moment, Justin's body was filled with a sense of surprise and danger.

The moment he broke Deborah's left shoulder joint with a punch, Deborah kicked her feet up.

This seems to be some kind of counterattack.

But the most important thing is that he had already swept backwards with the recoil of a punch. He believed that Deborah could also feel that his feet could not be able to get his body, and kicking like this would be useless.

But at this moment, a trace of coldness suddenly felt in his abdomen.

"What!"

His pupils contracted violently. He saw that a ball of blood spread out from his abdomen, and a light blue blade was emerging as his blood splashed.

"What's going on?"

"Why is there a knife?"

"Depora clamped a knife with both feet and stabbed Justin?!"

The entire stand was in an uproar and incredible chaos at this moment.

"What's going on, boss!" Wilde and other team members from Tielin Academy screamed in disbelief.

"It's the Three-Sword Flow!"
Chapter completed!