12dz Chapter 273 7 Prince's Challenge
Chapter 273 7 Prince's Challenge
Half an hour later, the Seventh Prince finished his work in the Student Union and arrived at the dueling arena of the Briffin School of Magic as promised.
The halo of the setting sun was like a layer of orange-red ink, dyeing the upper half of the duel arena orange. The afterglow shone through the stone pillars, as if light had opened the door to the sky.
The Seventh Prince stared at Isabella at the innermost part of the duel arena. She was standing under a slanting golden light, like an angel from the order of the sky, sacred, familiar and yet unknown at the same time.
She was just a lower-class noble, but why could she achieve the same speed of strength improvement as Charlemagne's royal family?
Since the duel arena was arranged very suddenly, the Magic Club and the Magic Sword Club, which were originally preparing for the event, were asked by the student union members to vacate the entire duel arena. Standing around the duel arena were thirty-six student union members.
Shilinshida was also present, wanting to see Isabella make a fool of herself, because she knew very well that the Seventh Prince had spent the past two months, except on rainy days, practicing swordsmanship with the Chief Paladin.
The Seventh Prince's current strength is not inferior to that of a Level 3 intermediate.
In the audience seats above and behind Isabella sat the girls from Class 3 of the Thunder Department and their closest friends.
This competition attracted more than 700 first-year students, and half of the students from other grades also came.
The magic sword used by Isabella was given to her by Princess Baiyue.
The magic swords in the hands of the seven princes were all mid-level magic swords made of mithril and were not sharpened.
Isabella watched the Seventh Prince approach, but the noise in the stands was noisy, without any sense of tension, and there was a bit of indescribable confusion.
The Seventh Prince held the scabbard with both hands: "Isabella, you can use your full strength this time. I have the protection of the Holy Envoy, so I don't need to wear protective gear."
When the Seventh Prince spoke, the people in the stands fell silent. When the duel field was quiet, the echo could be clearly heard when the people at the bottom spoke.
Isabella almost laughed and pursed her lips.
If he used his full strength, the Seventh Prince would be beaten and flew to the Fuzhong Continent 5,000 kilometers away.
Isabella did not wear any protective gear and, like the Seventh Prince, wore her daily school uniform.
In the stands...
Milucia rubbed Kokoro's little face in the front row with both hands.
"Why do I feel that... the Seventh Prince is not restrained by Princess Bai Yue, and he is changing so quickly?"
"The student union may have dared to take over the duel field because of the status of the Seventh Prince."
Figgins was stunned for a while, and asked in confusion: "Why do I always feel that the Seventh Prince has special feelings for Isabella? If he likes her one-sidedly, why would he have to compete?"
"Isabella doesn't seem like a peaceful person. For the sake of her own grades and strength ranking, she is not afraid of anyone who comes. She is very competitive and doesn't look like a lady from an aristocratic family at all."
Kokoro pouted and argued, "Our family is a knight-level noble family. My sister has a talent for magic and swordsmanship. It's not surprising that she was promoted by the Saint, right?"
"Humph! If my sister doesn't dare to accept the challenge, I will look down on her!"
Ivy asked in doubt: "Miss Isabella, isn't it too dangerous for her to not wear protective gear? A duel between intermediate magicians is prone to major accidents..."
On the field, Isabella and the Seventh Prince stood in the middle of the field, outside the standard white circle with a diameter of twelve meters.
"Isabella, why don't you wear protective gear? You will lose if I strike you. Once I strike, I won't care about the fact that you are a girl."
The Seventh Prince's tone was calm, with a slight tremor due to nervousness, but from Isabella's indifferent look, it felt that she was not joking.
Is she playing psychological warfare? Does she think I don't dare to use violence?
Never mind, let's just use minimal magic to test her and defeat her.
In Isabella's eyes, the threatening words spoken by the Seventh Prince Xia An made her feel that he had gradually become the school bully of the academy, and the student union and the teachers of the academy all obeyed his orders.
"Do I look like I'm kidding? I don't need protective gear because I can use magic defense. It was taught by the magic defense teacher last semester, and it can be put to use in practice."
The Seventh Prince thought for a moment, but was still unsure. After all, Isabella had always been very outstanding, and he didn't know what she had experienced in the Saint's Admiration Guild. Was she working hard to improve herself like himself, and had hidden a lot of strength?
The president of the fencing club stood between the two of them, holding a one-meter-high hourglass.
"Ten minutes of unlimited duel, the countdown begins..."
Buzz rumble rumble...
The Seventh Prince no longer needed to chant the spell, as the blade of the weapon in his hand had been enchanted when he said the last sentence.
Without even thinking about it, he held the sword with both hands, the blade seemed to be against the right side, leaned forward, and swung the sword quickly at Isabella.
The Seventh Prince remembered what the Chief Paladin had said, that by staring into an opponent's eyes, one could easily predict the opponent's next move.
But... Isabella's comfortable little eyes seemed unable to see her true thoughts. Is it impossible to see through her?
I am very concerned about what her next move will be. It is still difficult to guess what the other person is thinking at this time. Is she a genius who hides her shortcomings?
A bolt of lightning and sword energy struck.
Isabella deliberately slowed down a step and released a magic defensive seal with her left arm.
Isabella looked at the audience seats on her right, which were the members of the Magic Sword Society. She also saw a serious-looking Julius who was watching the game between the two attentively.
When Julius saw that Isabella actually had time to look at him, he sighed in his heart: What a casual expression, she was so casual, as if she was playing with a child, and didn't take the Seventh Prince's attack seriously at all.
The seven princes retreated one after another, because the method taught by the Chief Paladin was not applicable to Isabella at all.
Who knows her next step will be to wait for me to attack and then take advantage of my weakness?
Isabella looked at the Seventh Prince with a smile on her face, raised her sword in her backhand, but took a defensive posture.
The Seventh Prince sneered and moved again. He rushed to Isabella in two big strides and struck Isabella's defensive posture with his sword.
Dozens of red arcs and sparks collided. The Seventh Prince dodged and kept adjusting his position, but he was unable to hit Isabella with his fastest attack speed.
No wonder... Isabella doesn't need protective gear. Does that mean she has seen through all my tricks?
The seventh prince retreated continuously, his breathing quickening.
Isabella saw the opportunity coming and held the sword with both hands. Each swing of the sword was very fast and powerful. This time it was the Seventh Prince's turn to defend.
Isabella still had a very calm and smiling expression.
When she approached the Seventh Prince, the audience was in an uproar.
Because Isabella didn't use any magic at all, she completely suppressed the Seventh Prince with her sword fighting style!
Isabella had already started laughing in her heart: Your hard work and progress are quite adorable in my eyes. You will never be able to surpass me even if you practice for several lifetimes.
Phew!
Isabella struck the Seventh Prince on the left shoulder with a powerful blow, causing the audience to gasp and exclaim in amazement.
The Seventh Prince's strength was quickly depleted, and even after this sword attack, he had already knelt on his left knee, using both hands to block Isabella's attack.
His hands were already shaking, exhausted from being hit so hard by her heavy attacks.
The duel had only lasted two minutes...