12dz Chapter 274: Still Hiding a Trick
Chapter 274: Still Hiding a Trick
When Isabella attacked again, the Seventh Prince's right arm released magic defense. The moment the magic seal appeared, a five-centimeter-thick layer of protective vine armor formed by lightning and thunder had formed.
The defensive magic shield blocked in front of him, and the sword in his right hand thrust forward, and he stood up.
Isabella attacked with all her strength, hitting the Seventh Prince's defensive magic and dodged the Seventh Prince's sword thrust by leaning sideways.
Isabella's sword pierced through the Seventh Prince's magic defense shield like a sharp sword diving into the mud.
The lightning magic of the two people soon turned into a powerful repulsive force...
At the moment when the two attacked, defended and retreated, the Seventh Prince stopped his magic defense and prepared to enchant his weapon again.
Isabella took a half step back and discovered that the Seventh Prince could only release one kind of magic at a time. When he was defending, the sword blade lost its magical enchantment.
Boom!
A buzz.
Isabella stepped on the sword with her left foot and didn't have time to retract it.
The Seventh Prince pulled the hilt of the sword with all his strength, and in front of him was Isabella's black combat boots. The next second, he unconsciously interrupted his thoughts and activated the spell.
When he looked up, he was shocked to find that his sword was actually under her feet, as if it was being pressed down by a huge monster.
The Seventh Prince was a little afraid: Fighting with her in swordplay would consume my strength very quickly, which is very unreasonable! At the limit of my physical strength, I can swing my sword and strike for 20 minutes continuously. When fighting with the court swordsman, I can keep doing it for 10 minutes continuously, and my physical strength is at its best...
I didn't feel nervous during the confrontation with her. Could it be that... her power is ten times greater than mine?
The Seventh Prince was a little dazed and thought that he must be worrying too much. She was just a girl, how could she have such great power?
Isabella swung the sword with the least amount of force, controlling each attack to the minimum, and yet the Seventh Prince was exhausted?
Isabella was a little hesitant at the moment, but soon, she came up with an idea: expose a few flaws and end the game in a spectacular way.
The Seventh Prince retreated again, his eyes even sharper than before the start.
In the stands, Julius sighed in his heart: Isabella's strength is still unpredictable. The Seventh Prince used magic just right, but his speed was a little slow. However, the way he got beaten didn't look like he was acting at all. What was going on?
The Seventh Prince attacked again, a frontal swing of the sword, so fast that it was accompanied by a sound of breaking wind and buzzing like a bee.
Isabella released a magical defense, but the defense was so strong that it couldn't even be called a defense.
Buzz...
The seventh prince's magic sword broke through Isabella's magic defense, and there was finally a smile on her face.
Isabella pretended to be surprised.
"Isabella, are you running low on magic power?"
While the Seventh Prince was asking questions, he continued to attack with his sword.
Isabella dodged, stepped closer to the Seventh Prince, and whispered back, "I am used to releasing magic in a balanced way. I have plenty of magic power."
"But... I'm still worried that you might fall before me because you have no magic power and physical strength."
In Julius's eyes, Isabella's evasive steps were like an elegant dance.
She dodged with great speed and steady steps, but she clearly had the opportunity to strike the Seventh Prince again, so why didn't she do it?
Julius was very puzzled. Based on his experience, he would never miss a chance to attack his opponent. However, she looked calm and elegant, so she must have been very cool. As for the reason, maybe it was because she had more fun with the Seventh Prince?
Yurix snorted coldly, looking away with a wry smile.
The president of the Magic Sword Club jokingly whispered to Ulysses, "What? Did you also notice that Isabella was letting you down?"
"That's right, it's simply bullying. Isabella shouldn't be so slow. She has unfathomable strength and is definitely superior to the seven princes. So she is just considering the face of Charlemagne's royal family."
The president of the Magic Sword Club echoed, "Yes, she looks ordinary, but she is a very thoughtful person. Haha, I really feel sorry for the Seventh Prince."
"By the way...are Isabella and the Seventh Prince in a relationship?"
Yuriks was dumbfounded and shook his head: "No, no, whether it's the way they get along or the conversations they have in the classroom, it's as normal as a normal classmate relationship."
The president of the Magic Sword Club crossed his arms, squinted his eyes, and smiled with satisfaction: "I understand. The way they get along with each other is simply back to basics. From this point of view, it seems that the Seventh Prince is pursuing Isabella."
"But... you can understand that the above are all my personal conjectures."
Yurix rolled his eyes at the Demon Sword Club's president. This president actually had the ability to talk nonsense, but in fact, the two of them...
Isabella, who was close to the Seventh Prince, completely disrupted the rhythm of the Seventh Prince's attack, because he had never thought of such a way to dodge.
When Isabella approached again, the Seventh Prince looked towards the audience seats of Milucia and Figgins, and based on his guess, he bumped his right shoulder heavily into Isabella's back as she turned around.
The Seventh Prince took a deep breath, gritted his teeth, and continued to attack with veins bulging on his forehead. Isabella didn't need to look back. She put her small hands around the sword behind her and accurately blocked every attack of the Seventh Prince.
The swords on the field whistled, the collision of magic exploded like chaotic bells, and the sword edges were crisp and pleasant, like ice crystals breaking.
Under the golden glow of sunset, the two people's sword and magic battle is graceful, clean and neat, powerful, wild and elegant. It is a dance carefully prepared for tonight's evening.
The audience, not just the first-year students, but even the students from other grades, cried out in excitement when they saw Isabella blocking the attacks of the Seventh Prince with her back to him and with ease.
"Incredible..."
"Can this still happen?"
"Let the Seventh Prince have a pair of eyes?"
In the last three minutes of the game, the Seventh Prince decisively distanced himself.
Took a few long breaths.
"not bad……"
"Isabella, I won't hide my tricks anymore. Let's see how you deal with it."
The Seventh Prince stood in the shadow of the setting sun, tugged at his collar with his left hand, shook his head quickly, and his rapidly shaking golden hair shed drops of sweat like golden beans.
In the gradually rosy afterglow, the seventh prince Xia An was like a silent lion. This scene caused the girls in the audience to look at him with infinite admiration.
Isabella felt that the Seventh Prince's words sounded a little angry, and she couldn't help but stop and look at him with confusion and vigilance.
The Seventh Prince's eyes were sharp, but he fell into a brief personal thought: I don't know when I started to have a strange idea. I like Isabella very much. The more I like her, the more I want to challenge her. Defeating her can make me more obsessed than anything else.
The seventh prince, Xia An, held a sword in his right hand with the blade erected in front of his chest. A burst of aura emanated from him, stirring up a fierce whirlwind that surrounded the seventh prince.
"Magic combat skill, Thunder Rhythm·Sword Roaring."
Isabella was shocked at this moment: "Huh? What?"
Wow, he really has something up his sleeve!
Isabella immediately launched a magical defense, but it was also a low-level defense.
Shilinshida, who was far behind Isabella, had a strange smile on her face: "The Seventh Prince awakened his magic combat skills a month ago, and Isabella has only recently reached the intermediate level, and does not have the conditions to awaken her magic combat skills. This battle was doomed from the beginning. As soon as Isabella falls, I will give you some gifts, and I want to see you go in opposite directions."
The Seventh Prince instantly transformed into a human-shaped purple lightning shadow. Wherever he went, even in the shadows, multiple phantoms of the Seventh Prince could be seen.
The Seventh Prince had come behind Isabella.
But at this moment, Isabella, who was surprised, just subconsciously followed the seventh prince.
The Seventh Prince also stared with his eyes wide open, his mouth opened in astonishment, and his eyes met Isabella's: No? Can you see my movements? My speed reached 100 knots!
Boom boom boom.
The fierce clash between magic and swordsman lasted for half a minute and then stopped.
The duel field was filled with smoke...
Shilinshida couldn't help but ask, "Ah? What?"
Isabella didn't fall down! She was still standing in the halo of dust.
The Seventh Prince had used up all his magic and physical strength, but still failed to defeat Isabella.
The magic sword was lying on the ground on the right side, with his legs crossed and his hands supporting the charred ground behind him. He sat on the ground to rest, waiting for the time to end, and looked at Isabella quietly.
Isabella was still a little frightened after being frightened by the magic fighting skills of the Seventh Prince Xia An, but at this moment, she revealed a look of pity.