I asked you to draw what you like, but you drew the funeral of Fulilian

Chapter 66

The next second.

Linie took advantage of Xuthalk's daze and chopped straight at him.

Xuthalk was hit by the axe on his right shoulder and was smashed deeply into the ground.

The ground cracked, and Xuthalk's head was smashed into the soil. His legs fell to the ground and he completely lost his reaction.

Linie looked at Xuthalk who had fallen, and the axe in her hand turned into magic and disappeared.

"Finally fell down."

[Ah! Xuthalk fell down. ]

[This force is really strong, his head was smashed into the soil. ]

[He can't die, right? ]

"I have to go over quickly." Linie confirmed that the young warrior in front of her had no reaction, "Otherwise, Lord Lugna will scold me again."

Linie turned and left.

Leaving Xuthalk who had fallen to the ground, with blood all over his body.

His axe also slipped out of his hand.

"Fell down?"

"I fell down?"

Xiutark fell to the ground, and before he fell into a coma, he realized his situation.

The screen switched.

The same posture of falling to the ground.

The environment seemed to have returned to the master's residence, when Aize taught him a few years ago.

At that time, he and the master fought, and both used wooden sticks as weapons.

He was also like now.

Fell to the ground, lying straight on the ground face down.

The background music raised the sound of cello, full of the taste of time.

"Stand up, Xiutark."

Aize's voice sounded, and he could still remember the feeling of the master hitting his butt with a wooden stick, "No matter how bruised and battered you are, you are not allowed to fall to the ground."

Hearing the master's words, Xiutark in the picture tried hard to stand up with the wooden stick.

"Well... even if you say so..." Xiutark felt that he was beaten by the master and his whole body was in great pain. It was difficult to stand up, and his movements were extremely slow.

"How can I beat you, Master?"

Aize watched quietly. After hearing this, he turned around and took two steps with the stick, "Because I am stronger than you."

"Why?" Xu Talke didn't understand. It was obvious that the master was stronger than him, so why did he have to keep fighting with the master.

"But you haven't lost yet." Aize turned back and said to Xu Talke.

"Because you stood up."

Xu Talke frowned and lowered his head. Hearing the master's words, he didn't understand even more, "What kind of reason is this..."

"Xu Talke."

Listening to the master's earnest words.

Xu Talke looked up at the master.

Aize looked at him and said, "I'll tell you a secret to defeating a strong enemy."

Xu Talke's eyes became serious and he listened quietly.

"It's very simple."

"Keep standing up and beat them with all your strength."

The wind blew, and Aize's beard fluttered in the wind, his eyes were extremely serious: "The so-called warrior, the one who stands to the end is the winner."

[The one who persists to the end is the winner! ]

[No matter how strong the opponent is, as long as he doesn't fall, there is still hope. ]

[It's on fire. ]

The scene cuts back.

On the soil.

The left hand is bandaged and the arm is stained with blood.

Aize's words seem to linger in his mind.

At this moment, Xu Tark's left hand curled up slightly, stretched out to the giant axe, and held it on the handle again.

Linie had just walked out for two steps when she heard a voice from behind.

"I can't stand it, Master is really..." Xu Tark regained consciousness and struggled to get up with the giant axe.

"Just instilling strange theories into me."

Xu Tark was covered in blood and stood up with a swaying body.

[Warrior! Stand up! 】

【Is this the power of a low HP? ——Trigger passive skill: revolving lantern. 】

【Although he was being beaten, Xuta seemed to have defended in advance every time (details). Under Aize's intensive training, Xuta's reaction ability was amazing. 】

"Is his brain full of muscles?"

Liné heard the voice behind her and took a deep breath.

"Ha——" and exhaled a deep silent sigh.

"It would be better to lie down honestly." Liné turned her head and looked back, her eyes full of depression and helplessness, "You have already lost."

Xu Tark raised his eyes with a firm look, "I'm still standing."

There was no fluctuation in Liné's purple pupils, only calmness and a hint of helplessness.

At this time.

The rhythm of the background music became passionate and uplifting.

【Regarding winning or losing, I have a different opinion from you. 】

"And I remember it." Xu Tark discovered the difference between Linie and Master Aize, "Master's moves are heavier."

At this moment, the background music seemed to be full of passion!

"Your moves are just for show."

[The moves of this demon girl are all benchmarks in the industry. 】

Linie stretched out her hand, and the dark purple magic power on her left hand once again transformed into a weapon, and the giant axe fell on her hand, the axe hit the ground and sank deeply into the mud.

"Then I will use a trick that is only for show."

The axe pointed at Huttark and fell with the mud.

"I'll send you on your way."

Line leaned over with the giant axe, squatted down to accumulate strength, and "Imitate Magic"! !

On the other side.

On the city wall, Lugna released the "Blood Control Magic" to the opposite side! ! !

The blood-red crystals like blood-red lightning in the sky rushed towards Philen.

Compared with the previous tricks, the number was much larger, almost using all his strength.

In front of Philen, attack magic kept lighting up.

In the sky.

The moon was magnified several times at this time.

Above the city wall, the white magic and the blood-red blood control magic, the attacks of both sides intersected and converged, bursting into brilliant flames in the sky!

Countless attacks bombarded and shattered in the sky and the ground.

The sky was full of blue and red fireworks intertwined.

The camera zooms out.

Under the city wall.

Xutark swung his axe and attacked Linie, who was squatting and gathering strength.

Linie saw Xutark attacking her, and his movements were full of fatal flaws.

"He's attacking her with all his might, and his body is completely defenseless."

"He must be crazy."

Linie twisted her body and slashed the axe at Xutark's defenseless body.

With a sound of 'puff', there was a sound of a sharp blade piercing into the flesh.

The axe blade chopped straight into Xutark's waist.

Linie looked up with a surprised look in her eyes.