Elf Story from Another World

Chapter 51

"Leviathan." The captain said softly, all the muscles in his body tensed up, as if he could fly out like a cluster of arrows at the next moment.

"Nice to meet you." The guy named Takuri blinked and smiled at him.

For just a moment, Leviathan had the illusion that this guy was not as dangerous as he thought.

This illusion only lasted until the moment the referee signaled the start.

The next second, the air suddenly became thicker, and the black breath surged around it like ocean waves. In an instant, a copper wall seemed to rise around Takuli.

Yadi also started singing when the referee signaled the start. She waved her staff forward, the ground began to shake, and a stone wall slowly rose.

Most of the dark spells lack instantaneous destructive power, so the solid earth element can resist its attacks very well. The dark element's strength is erosion. However, since the body will have a protective barrier, the erosion effect will not have any effect at all. So from this aspect alone, they have an advantage.

But this idea turned into fragments along with the stones as the stone wall shattered in an instant. The black shadow flashed away, sharply stabbing Yadi at the back of the team.

A roar followed, and metal fragments scattered in the air. The originally hard metal surface seemed to be stained with black dirt.

The guy responsible for protecting Yadi blocked it in time, but his shield was also shattered by the flying thing. The elf was knocked away, and cracks like tortoise shell patterns appeared on the armor.

It was unimaginable that in less than half a minute, the strongest guy in the team ended up like this.

But now Leviathan didn't bother to look back to check on his teammates and rushed in through the opened gap, just in time to see the child pointing his finger at him. And around him, dozens of black spears focused on him with their sharp spear tips.

His pupils shrank subconsciously. At this time, he actually had the illusion that even if he had a high-level barrier on his body, it would be directly penetrated, so he subconsciously swung his sword forward to block the incoming attack.

However, Takuri suddenly stepped back, and a bow and arrow almost grazed his face and slid past, just shy of being hit.

Then he pointed his finger at the little elf holding a bow and shooting outside the field. Dozens of black spears were faster than the arrow cluster. The rocky ground was exploded in an instant, dust flew into the sky, and the splashed stones were shattered into slag by the long hairs that followed. A large area centered on that guy was actually blasted out with a huge explosion in just a few seconds. Potholes.

During this period of time, Leviathan finally remembered what this thing was, a high-level dark spear. Although he had already guessed that he would use high-level spells, it was really hard to see that a child at such a young age could actually do it at once. When using dozens of the same high-level spells. His heart was almost collapsing, and his fighting spirit also collapsed.

He bit the tip of his tongue sharply, and the severe pain made him regain some clarity. It's only been less than three minutes, and it would be too shameful to give up now.

Leviathan roared and stabbed the child in front of him. The weapon in his hand was the weapon given to him by the referee. With its sharpness, it only took one blow to knock out the shield on it.

However, it was obviously impossible for the other party to just let him come over like this. Takuri raised his head, his lips trembled slightly, as if he was chanting, and the black realm opened, covering it and Leviathan.

After being deprived of vision, Leviathan did not retreat, but rushed forward at a faster speed.

This is his only chance of winning. Although he will be eroded if he stays in this kind of field, there is no need to worry about the pain affecting his movements when there is a shield. This spell looks scary, but it can't forcefully block his attack. It will take time for this loose dark element to condense into a protective shield.

Suddenly, Leviathan felt a hand on his waist. Before he could react, he felt himself being pushed hard. He was already moving at high speed when he was pushed like this and fell to the ground, rolling several times.

When he got up, he suddenly froze because the black barrier disappeared and he regained his vision again.

Then I saw an extremely funny scene.

"Please advise." Opposite Leviathan, the child took a stance, holding his scabbard in his hand, and his posture was similar to his.

Leviathan was stunned, and he looked around. In the few seconds it lost sight, the entire arena was emptied, and suddenly he and the boy named Takuri were the only ones left in the huge arena.

I don’t know when, the other people were sent away, and even the rock wall was cleared.

"The teacher said that I have to find opportunities to practice close combat." Takuri took two deep breaths and adjusted his posture. He seemed to rarely do this and was a bit rusty: "So I implore you to practice with me. You Don’t worry, I won’t use magic again.”

is he kidding?

Obviously he can't block any spell now, but the other party actually wants to make such a strange request.

Leviathan suddenly felt an unknown fire rising up, burning him so hard that he gritted his teeth.

This guy actually wants to use his scabbard to compete with him in close combat

The referee only gave him a sword, and the scabbard was still his own. It's a nice piece of wood, but it's just wood.

Although he didn't know who made the sword in his hand, there was no doubt that it was an excellent weapon. As long as it slightly touches the thing in his hand, it will probably turn into sawdust immediately.

Too bully.

Leviathan was filled with this thought, looking at his innocent face and those clear eyes. He immediately understood that this child was not deliberately trying to embarrass himself, but that it was just as he said, this was just an opportunity to practice.

Maybe this competition is just a practice for him. Come to think of it, no matter what he does this time, there will be no reward, and the opponents are so weak that he really can't take it seriously.

But he's so angry. It's really unpleasant to be looked down upon like this.

Leviathan rushed in front of Takuri in just a few seconds, and the sword thrust out at a speed that was difficult to see clearly with the naked eye.

Snapped

His wrist was suddenly hit by the scabbard. Not to mention stabilizing his attack, even the sword almost came out of his hand.

Then there was another crisp sound, and the scabbard struck his neck like a whip. The shock made him feel numb all over.

Just when Leviathan was about to put his sword back to defend himself, Takuri took a step forward and used his shoulder as an offensive force, causing him to move backwards.

He stabilized his retreating pace and raised his head again. The other party still had an unfamiliar posture.

Leviathan touched his neck, suddenly not wanting to fight.

That blow just now, if it had been a real sword instead of a scabbard, I would have probably beheaded him directly.

He thought for a moment and realized that he had been too impatient just now, otherwise he would not have been blocked so easily just now.

But if it weren't for this duel being so unfair, this kid would probably have won long ago.

Leviathan raised his head and looked at the clock in the auditorium. It showed that there were still a few minutes left until ten minutes.

Now he can play with this child with a playful attitude. He only needs to persist for a few more minutes and he will get many, many rewards. Even the short sword in his hand.

This dagger is really good. It is light and useless in the hand, but it feels like it has the power to break a mountain when wielded. There is no need to test its sharpness, it is definitely far beyond my expectations.

"I surrender." But Leviathan took out a white handkerchief from his pocket and threw it into the sky. Then he looked at the child in front of him and smiled: "You are awesome."

"Well, it's nothing special." Takuri nodded slightly, then handed over the scabbard in his hand: "This is your thing."

Leviathan shrugged helplessly, took the scabbard and turned away.

Sparse applause came from the audience. This result had been expected for a long time, and there was no need to be surprised.

Leviathan felt that he shouldn't waste it like this, maybe it was just because of his remaining self-esteem.

He did not leave the stage directly, but walked up to the referee and handed over the sword in his hand.

"Thank you." Leviathan said with a wry smile.

"It's a good sword after all." The referee smiled at him and then rubbed his head.

"Well, it's a great sword."

"Then keep it for use." The referee handed him the dagger from his waist: "Add this and take it away together."

"How can this be done?" Just as Leviathan was about to postpone it, a matching scabbard was forcibly pressed into his hand.

"Whatever works, I have a better one. Work hard and I'll give you the better one next time." The referee smiled nonchalantly, then paused and said, "This thing has been with me for almost forty years." I'm worried about how to deal with it after replacing it with a new one. Now I think it's good to let the younger generations continue to use it, so that it can play a final role before it is refurbished."

"Teacher, what did I do just now?" Takuri jogged down the field and said to the elf who had been waiting there.

That was Lowenstein, who had been sitting in the audience watching the fight.

He nodded slightly, then stood up and walked in front. Takuri was used to this guy being reticent and followed closely behind him.

"Are you using the Black Spear?" Lowenstein turned around and looked at him: "I don't remember you knowing this."

"I just learned it last night." Takuri stuck out his tongue and looked very cute: "It took me a long time to understand the notes you gave me. As expected, high-level magic is difficult."

The corners of Lowenstein's mouth twitched and he helplessly held his forehead.

Although he didn't know how this little guy managed to apply it to that point today after just learning it the night before.

But Takuri was right about one thing, this magic is not easy. It should be said that without the support of talent, it would be difficult to learn it.

If he remembers correctly, he didn't learn this spell until he was over a hundred years old. As for using it like Takuri did on the court, he could only do it when he was close to two hundred years old.

Only now did he realize that his previous estimate of elemental elves was still too conservative. That kind of thing is just like the legend, a natural weapon. They were born for war.

"Yeah." Thakuri suddenly stopped.

"What's wrong?" Lowenstein asked, looking back at him.

"I forgot to take my book." Thakuri turned around and said, then turned and ran back: "I will go back to the room by myself later."

"Oh, be safe." Lowenstein waved at it, then shrugged and walked forward slowly.

He lowered his head and looked at the ground, suddenly wanting to look back at the figure slowly walking away.

"It's so fast." Lowenstein sighed: "Six years have passed like this."

After sighing a few times, he turned and left.

Takuri ran back to the arena and found the staff member who was holding the book for him, and asked for his big, exaggerated book back.

This book is a book filled with magic spells, one of which is the pitch-black spear he uses on the field.

If this staff member knew that this book was prohibited for ordinary members to read, he would definitely regret not taking a second look.

After thanking him with the book in his arms, Takuri trotted along the way out, looking very anxious to do something.

He wanted to go back quickly and learn some new spells so that he could use them in the future.

Perhaps besides collecting his past, this is the only thing he is interested in now.

Six years ago, he accidentally fell from a tree and was knocked unconscious. He couldn't remember anything.

He couldn't even remember why he climbed the tree or why he fell from the tree. He even said that even the name was told to him by others.

As for what happened to him before that, Takuri still doesn't know. He can only rely on other people's descriptions to vaguely outline what he used to be like.

But for some reason, the appearance he drew based on other people's descriptions made him a little suspicious, because no matter how he thought about it, he couldn't remember anything related to it.

It felt like I was missing something, it was indescribably uncomfortable.

So now Takuri is still trying to find things related to him, such as hearing that he has participated in some competition and won a ranking. But when it sneaked into the archives room, it couldn't find anything while flipping through the information.

Not only this, he couldn't even find any records of his past. It was as if someone had hidden it.

Takuri sighed when he thought of this, looked at the big book in his hand, and smiled helplessly.

Whenever he feels that he feels empty again, he will learn a new spell, or memorize two more magic circles or something like that.

Although he didn't know why he did this, his family seemed to be very happy because of this and provided him with the best things.

Takuri shrugged helplessly and shook his head to stop his mind from wandering. He still had things to do.