Under the stands, Aurora's face glowed with splendor, and she was extremely proud of Ron's strength.
Before he knew it, a knowing smile appeared on Shaar's face, "Ron, I've won!"
Kadina smiled and teased, "Sister Xia, you seem to be very happy..."
Shaar blushed, "Where is it?"
Kadina giggled coquettishly, lowered her voice and said, "I still said no, it's as red as an apple."
Xia Ya caressed some hot cheeks, and said angrily, "Didn't the people in the 302 dormitory invite us to dinner that day? Let's forget about friends. It's normal to cheer for him..."
Kadina and Shaar muttered in a low voice, and let out a coquettish smile from time to time. Ifat wanted to hear what they were talking about, but he didn't dare to get closer, so he could only stare aside, with a smile on his face.
He couldn't help but sigh in his heart, with Kadina around, it's not easy to get close to Xia.
In the duel arena, the battle between Highfiers and Ron has become fierce. The entire duel arena is full of smoke and dust, and there is a slight tremor on the ground. The battle is extremely fierce.
In the stands, the people in dormitory 678 were extremely nervous. They knew that their captain Heifers was still at a disadvantage in the one-on-one duel with Ron.
"Oh my god, this guy's undead magic is too powerful! It's not easy to mess with..." Fresino swallowed hard, seeing Ron's current terrifying strength, he was sorry for his previous behavior of troubling Ron Regret green intestines.
If Haefels also lost to him, there would be no one in the academy who could protect him, and if Ron decided to liquidate, he would not be able to stay in the academy any longer.
"Will Haefels win the conference?" Fresino asked, his voice was a little hoarse, and he was asking Misoia, Haefels' wife, who was next to him.
Misoiya always had an expression of Gu Jingbubo on her face. She gently pulled out her hair that was blown by the wind, and smiled faintly, "Is it still useful to say this now?"
Fresino was silent, he knew it was useless, but he couldn't do anything about it, if it was said who was the one who didn't want Hayfels to fail, it was undoubtedly him.
The duel in the arena was still going on. Suddenly, Ron opened his eyes wide, because he saw a figure suddenly appearing in the billowing smoke.
The speed of this figure was extremely fast, and in an instant, it arrived in front of Ron, and a black shadow rushed towards him quickly.
It was Haifiers who came, and he was covered in injuries at this time, as if he had been burned by a flame, emitting a scorched smell.
After finally rushing out of the attacking range of the skeleton magician, Haifiers was startled and angry, raised the mace in his hand, and slammed it at Ron with a strong fire fighting spirit.
At this time, Highfels had already come to Ron, so he had to manipulate the skeleton magician to stop the attack, otherwise he would be injured if a round of magic bombarded him.
"Bone shield!"
With this blow, Ron would have to be injured if he didn't die. He didn't dare to neglect. A black streak condensed in his palm, turning into a mass of dry bones, which continued to expand and turned into a shield.
"boom-"
The mace with a powerful fire fighting spirit hit the "bone shield", and the flames blazed all over for a while, and the fiery energy continued to spread around, and a circle of fire swept across the entire duel field.
Haefels held his breath, determined to give Ron a heavy blow.
A powerful force pressed down like a mountain, making Ron feel suffocated for a while, and the surrounding flames scorched his body, making his clothes hot. At this moment, Ron's legs had sunk deeply into the ground.
With a "click—" the "bone shield" split into countless pieces, and Ron spit out a big mouthful of blood with a "pow—" and his thin body flew far away like a kite with a broken string...
"Ron!" Aurora exclaimed, her heart clenched, and she almost rushed into the duel.
Everyone stared blankly at the figure in the arena. At this moment, the smoke and dust gradually dispersed, revealing the burly figure of Haefels.
The armor on Haifiers' body has been broken, revealing his naked upper body, a trace of blood slowly flowing down the corner of his mouth.
At this time, his whole body was covered with wounds, blue and purple, the blue was the trace of frost, and the purple was burned by the flames, and he looked very miserable.
His long-toothed tiger was gone, and it seemed that he had automatically returned to the summoning space due to his severe injuries.
"Ga... ga... ga..."
Haefels was panting heavily. After a round of fighting, his grudge had been exhausted almost to the limit. Coupled with his serious injuries, he felt even more exhausted physically and mentally.
"What?" Haifiers' heart trembled slightly, "This... this guy's strength...hasn't dropped at all?"
"Well!"
Ron struggled to get up, and the soul ring in his hand was constantly replenishing his lost soul power, which gave Haifirs an illusion that his power had not declined.
As soon as he moved his hand, Ron felt a sharp pain in his right hand, which made him break out in a cold sweat. The skeleton in his right hand was completely shattered, and every time he moved, there was a piercing pain.
"Ron..." Aurora exclaimed, she covered her mouth suddenly, her body trembling uncontrollably.
Manny hugged her and comforted her softly, "It's okay, Ron is okay..." Then she turned her eyes to Ranthim.
Rancim understood, but he still shook his head resolutely and said, "I can't save him, if I intervene, Ron will lose..."
In a one-on-one decisive battle, other people cannot intervene. Once they violate the rules of the game, they will be punished. This is the same for High Fels. High Fels body is full of scars, but the priest in his dormitory also did not heal him .
However, Ron is different from Highfels. Highfels is a fighter, and his physical fitness can withstand relatively heavy damage, but Ron is not good enough as a necromancer. Only one blow can make him lose his fighting ability.
"It's over!" Shaar's heart tightened suddenly, and he sighed, "He's about to lose. With his strength, he's still no match for Haefels..."
Cardina also nodded, her eyes full of regret.
On the high stands, His Majesty Nicholas lightly tapped the chair with his hand, "It's a pity, it's a pity, we almost won..."
Platts also nodded, "Both of them are very powerful, and their strength is about the same. Next, we will see who can hold on..."
In the duel arena, Heifers' face was full of coldness, "Ron, you have no chance, give up as soon as possible..."
"Don't even think about it!" Ron climbed up with difficulty, opened his mouth to spit out a mouthful of blood, and stared at the other party coldly, "Haifels, I haven't lost yet..."
"Then you have to die... Ron, you asked for it..." Haifiers' eyes became serious, and he moved his body, pushing his fighting spirit to the limit.
I saw a large amount of flames gushing out from his body crazily, and the entire duel field was filled with powerful flame power, with his body as the center, it kept spreading around.
Fresino was standing on the sidelines, his magic robe had already been blown away by the wind, and he exclaimed, "Boss... Boss... he's going to use all his strength..."
"Haifels, I won't give up easily..." Ron was the closest to Hafirs, with crazy flames blowing across his face, and his face was burning with pain. At this moment, his mind was clear, even the broken My arm doesn't feel pain anymore.
He slowly raised the only remaining arm, flexed his five fingers into claws, a trace of soul power passed through the fingers, and continuously entwined in his palm. In that trace of soul power, a faint image appeared. Another hideous and terrifying face.
This is soul power, the soul power that only necromancers possess.
Ron kept compressing these soul powers... Compressing again, a black ball appeared in his hand, slowly floating on the palm of his hand, wriggling gently.
"Death entanglement", this is "death entanglement", an undead magic with a double attack of body and spirit, Ron only used his remaining hand to condense a flower of death.
Ron's soul power is almost unlimited, but his physical strength is not unlimited. He will feel pain and fatigue, and his seriously injured body can only support this blow.
That is the final blow!
At this time, Haifiers had already completed his momentum, he smiled coldly, his whole body bounced up like a cannonball, and flew towards him with crazy killing intent and blazing flames.
Before anyone arrived, Ron only felt a wave of heat rushing towards his face, and felt suffocated for a while.
"Go to hell! Fatal blow..." Haefels yelled.
Fatal strike is an advanced combat technique of the knight profession. Different attributes have different effects, but one thing is the same. The fatal strike can deal double damage. It is the most powerful combat technique of the knight profession.
Fight!
Facing the crazily rushing Hayfels, Ron gritted his teeth, a flash of determination flashed in his eyes, and with a sudden push with his only left hand, the black ball in his hand met Hafirs.
"Death Coil..."
"Boom..."
Critical Strike VS Death Coil.
Two powerful forces collided, and in an instant, the bodies of the two confronted each other violently, and then, a burst of fire shot up into the sky. As soon as the two forces came into contact, there was a loud explosion sound, and flames shot out everywhere. Accompanied by a trace of black mist.
The soul power scattered, and a shrill voice resounded through the sky, like a wail from hell, and a huge, ferocious skull rose up in the entire duel arena.
On the ground of the duel arena, bricks and stones rose up one after another, breaking into little powder, gently, like ripples, and the ripples continued to expand, reaching the outside of the arena.
"This...how is this possible?"
The duel between the two of the highest strength shocked everyone, and the strength of this power moved everyone.
A puff of light smoke rose high, covering the entire duel field, making it difficult for people to see the scene inside.
Not long after, the smoke cleared away, revealing two figures standing proudly inside.
Ron covered his injured arm with one hand, panting like a cow, but his thin figure still stood stubbornly.
On the other side, the mace in Haifiers' hand hung down limply, with a wry smile on his face.
"Ron, you win!"
After Haifiers finished speaking, he fell on his back to the sky, followed by the figure of Kui Wu who weighed more than two hundred catties, directly announcing the end of the game.