From the Sunflower Fields

Chapter 864
"I can't stand up~"

Alquette put one hand on his eyes to look into the distance - the other hand stuffed popcorn into his mouth as if he was hanging on.

Su Mo felt that he might have come up with a rule about the eating speed and emotional level of the ancestor Baiji
"The skill of pouring magic power into the body and accumulating it and then bursting out in an instant. I think this style should not belong to my Dahuatian style."

Su Mo took a sip of Coke with a straw in his mouth.

"This technique."

Liliana was fascinated when she saw it—probably such a difficult combat technique was something that people like them who received the education of orthodox western witches and knights had never thought about.

After all, the specifications of their knight swords are doomed to be impossible to play like Su Mo, and they are more versatile in fighting. Maybe they are also very good, but it is still difficult to use it against Qing Zi who is so talented. It's boring compared to the standard that has been trained under a certain tyrant, isn't it?

"So, the battle is over?"

Liliana looked at Ena Seishuin, who was deactivated by Aoko for an instant, and could barely stand up.

To be honest, this girl may be the one who observes the most carefully from beginning to end. Alquette is here to show her cuteness, while Su Mo is paddling and watching her cuteness.

but
"Not yet."

Su Mo put into his mouth a piece of potato chips that he found from Alquitt's collection, and chewed out a piece of crispy: "That girl named Yuan Huina, she still has a hole card."

Su Mo clearly "saw" that countless powers that people in this world call mana power, but actually not much different from magic aura, were being poured into Qingqiu Yuan Huina's body from the Amacongyun sword that had turned into pitch black. .

"But can you really bear it? This amount is not right"

When Su Mo frowned and thought.

"Hubihui is too powerful in his imagination, and he doesn't even have the strength to fight back."

Kiyoshuin Ena was lying on the messy grass, panting.

Aoko with her back to the sun, in Eina's eyes, there is only a shadow outlining a sassy silhouette. The light is so strong, the shadow is so heavy, and the overly strong contrast greatly impacts the girl's eyeballs.

She smiled: "However, don't underestimate the spirits of Grandpa and Tian Congyunjian."

"Can you still stand up?"

Aoko looked at Ena who was struggling to get up while holding the black long knife staggeringly. She didn't strike hard before, but the six magic circles introduced into the girl's body did have the effect of temporarily disintegrating her muscle activity. More importantly, ability is the ability to impact nerves.

But her doubts did not last long.

"Amazing Congyun Sword, use my body as a sacrifice, may you calm down the berserk soul."

The witch spit out the spirit of speech again, and her voice was not as energetic as before, but became weaker.His slender body stood up staggeringly like a marionette manipulated above his head, his youthful and beautiful face was a little pale, only his pupils still harbored fierce murderous intent and fighting spirit.

At least this is a very young, youthful and energetic girl - Su Mo thinks so, it is always admirable to be able to show such eyes in a battle where the opponent completely suppresses him.

It's not stupid, it's just a kind of persistence and pursuit.

"The eyes are very similar to Qingzi's back then."

That was when Qingzi, who was still half-baked at the time, resolutely confronted Youzhu, she had such a look in her eyes - and she was even more decisive than Qingqiu Yuan Huina.

Because now it's just a sparring, but at that time Qingzi was almost fighting for his life.

"Qianyepo, Yiyuan of the gods, can be surpassed. Today, my name is regrettable."

The moment the mantra chanting ended, Qingzi frowned.

—her magic power is being sucked away.

Although it does not affect the body, the magic power used for defense on the surface of the body and condensed in the fist is slowly being sucked away. Although the speed is not fast, it is not as fast as Qingzi's own magic power - but the problem is Qingzi himself The magic power is not enough.

What she is good at is to maximize the destructive release of each magic power, but limited by the problem of her own magic circuit, Qingzi does not have the luxury of burning magic power for fun like Su Mo.

"That of yours is also the power of the God of Disobedience?"

After thinking about it, Qingzi withdrew the magic power that wrapped her hands—for her, it was almost impossible for her to absorb the magic power in her body, even for the real God of Disobedience.

"No, not the God of Disobedience, enough of that kind of fun was done a long time ago."

"uh-huh?"

Faced with Keiqiuin Ena whose tone gradually became stiff and mechanical—or the unknown existence that was not the real Kiyakiuin Eina, Aoko was a little puzzled: "In this world, the gods who have escaped the shackles of mythology are all God of disobedience?"

"It's wrong to generalize like that. Ordinary gods only exist in myths. Gods who escaped from myths and wandered on the ground are gods who don't follow—that's what Grandpa said."

Her eyes were a little dazed, but her will to fight did not fade in the slightest.

"Does she actually have such a talent in the divine descent technique?!"

Liliana's eyes were filled with amazement.

"The talent is indeed not bad, but you have to play with it."

Alquette stuffed a mouthful of spicy sticks, and said vaguely.

"what?"

Faced with Liliana's doubts, Alquette just talked nonsense in the direction of Seishuin Ena.

"You—let's leave it at that today, how about a temporary truce?"

Qingzi frowned.

"No."

The voice of the answer was full of stiffness, as if a person who hadn’t spoken for decades suddenly forced himself to say the first sentence, and it turned out to be a tongue twister: “As a god’s sword, how can I bear it? The shame of obeying human orders?"

When "Qiqiuin Ena" uttered the second sentence, it had become calm and thorough, as if it had already mastered the speaking skills after only two sentences.

"You are that knife?"

Qingzi spat and murmured to himself in a low voice: "Are you one step too late? It's so easy to be distracted by a knife. You're too careless, little girl."

Obviously you are at most four or five years older than others, okay?

"Indeed, both my lord and the priestess call me Ama Congyun—you just need to know."

"But it's not elegant to occupy a little girl's body at will."

Qingzi narrowed his eyes and smiled.

When Su Mo and Alquette saw her expression, they quickly swallowed the snacks in their mouths, and started to clean up the snacks and drinks bench with unusual dexterity. Withdraw outside.

"My, my lord?!"

Liliana, who was picked up by Su Moheng, blushed as if she was cooked.

"Stop talking, Qingzi is about to open up!"

As Su Mo said so, Alquette beside him just ran away. Oh, she was drinking a drink leisurely.

The voice just fell.

"Link completed—"

Some misty and distorted voices came from behind.

Then, in Liliana's widening eyes as she looked behind Su Mo—

"Big explosion."

The magic cannon is like rain, washing the ground.

　Ahem, the train was late, I didn’t go home until noon, and I slept all the way until night.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)