The power of the sword, the level of the sword, and the freezing degree of the sword, were not the same, which was lower than her level.

Tifa's breathing suddenly stopped, and he pulled back his magic-repelling sword and blocked it back!

The crisp clash of clashed through the eardrums. In this attack, Tifa unexpectedly discovered that the opponent's power was even more powerful than her imagination to face an opponent of the same level. Tifa was helpless to find that she didn't know how to deal with such an opponent. While having the same sword skills, the opponent was more familiar with his attack routine.

The power of the Yan Ju Sword exuded a faint power from the demon world, suppressing the power of the Demon Repelling Sword. At this point, the strength of this illusion was even stronger than that of her.

"What's going on!"

Her hair was peeled off a bunch, and the split texture was so real that she couldn't believe it was just a simple illusion, but even if it was a fantasy, why could it achieve such a real power?

Tifa gritted his teeth and completely stimulated the divine holy marks in his body, and the other party also made the same move, completely stimulated the powerful holy marks.

At this time, the figures of the two men turned into a series of residual lights, leaving only the sound of whirling through the edges in the air, and sway shadows flashed in the air.

The sound of weapons clashing more and more frequently, almost in a turn, flashing dozens of times. The unparalleled fast sword was interpreted to the extreme. Tifa discovered that the opponent's strength was beyond her imagination.

But this scene seems a bit weird in the eyes of others.

On the field, the old man in purple robe was still standing there, motionless. However, his opponent Tifa did not make an imaginary attack but just stood there.

This battle was so weird that it was eye-catching.

Standing motionless?

What kind of competition is this!

This is the final!

Behind the scene, a bunch of people protested.

"What are you doing? The two of you are standing there, don't fight!"

"Don't waste time when you fight!"

But the two on the field did not start fighting as everyone imagined, and remained motionless.

Only the two sides of the competition know the intensity of this battle.

At the position of the Four Emperors, a wave of doubts appeared in the eyes of several big men.

They seemed to realize something, but they couldn't remember it for a moment.

Only the ghost swordsman, Dante smiled.

In the field, Tifa was not always standing stupidly. Her breathing became increasingly cramped. A lot of hot sweat flowed down from her body, and it was like she was doing some high-intensity battle.

Then, her body was shaking like a loss of strength, her legs could no longer stand, and her knees were kneeling heavily on the ground, her weapon fell to the ground, and her face was filled with disbelief. The sweat dripped from her forehead, and she dripped from her delicate chin, which wet to the ground. Suddenly, her body trembled violently, as if she had suffered some heavy blow, and fell heavily on the black silk on the ground, covering her face in disarray.

Tifa fainted.

The field also quickly dissipated and receded at the same time to restore the normal color of the earth.

The development and results of the competition were beyond everyone's expectations.

Tifa, who fainted, was carried off the scene.

As a physician, Chen Ran examined Tifa's situation.

Tifa just fainted and was not injured, but his heart beats very quickly, as if he was frightened.

This is almost incredible to Tifa, who has always been a big deal.

A white light lit up in Chen Ran's hand, and the hand stopped at Tifa's heart.

The power of light itself has a soothing effect. Chen Ran's pure power of light made Tifa's chaotic inner breath begin to calm down.

After soothing this emotion, Chen Ran began to inspire Tifa's breath with his active power.

Not long after, Tifa finally woke up.

"Tifa, what's wrong with you?"

Chen Ran asked Tifa with concern that even he felt inexplicable in his previous defeat.

"I'm fighting another myself, that guy is very strong, I'm not an opponent"

Daphne stepped forward and said, "Sister Tifa, but you are not fighting anyone. We just saw you standing foolishly, and then suddenly fell down."

"What?"

Tifa looked incredible, "I obviously..."

At this time, the sound of a magic horn came from the stage.

"Please come on the field."

Daphne looked at Chen Ran and Tifa, shrugged before walking towards the stage.

Tifa suddenly called Daphne.

"Be careful, there is something weird..."

Daphne turned around and smiled sweetly: "Don't worry, Sister Tifa, I admit defeat if I can't beat you. I'm very open-minded. I believe that the old man shouldn't make things difficult for me, anyway, there's Brother Chen Ran."

Daphne smiled, her smile as if it made the whole world bloom, making people shine.

Tifa was also infected by it, and his previous solemnity turned into a faint curve at the corner of his mouth: "Come on!"

Daphne walked onto the athletics.

This was the first time she had walked on this stage. To be honest, she felt a little nervous in her heart, but feeling the light watching behind her, she suddenly became extremely confident again. She took off her cloak and appeared in everyone's sight.

The new players on stage shocked the vast majority of people present.

No one expected that the contestants who came on stage again would be so surprisingly beautiful.

The Tifa, which appeared before, was a goddess that countless people praised, was so beautiful that it was suffocating, and Daphne's beauty was even more worshipped.

The face of an angel, the figure of a devil, and the most beautiful breasts that are hard to find in the world are definitely the most wonderful gift given to the world by God.

I believe that no one will ever make a ruthless move when such an opponent comes to the stage.

After taking the stage, Daphne bowed politely to her opponent: "Hello., I am your opponent this time, please give me some advice."

Facing such a cute girl, the old man in purple robe coughed and replied in a very kind tone: "What a cute girl, if I were younger than 80 years younger, even if you have a boyfriend, I will definitely pursue you crazily. It is my honor to be your opponent. You are much cuter than the little girl just now."

Daphne smiled sweetly and accepted this sincere praise. She didn't expect that the other party seemed to be much older than she thought.

The horn of the distant competition rang again.

The mysterious barrier spread again.

Almost exactly the same as before, entering the more gloomy world.

The audience on the field suddenly became a little scared. The game would be as boring as before. Daphne suddenly heard a familiar voice. She turned around and found that it was a girl exactly the same as herself. However, the girl's eyes were cold and suffocating.

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Chapter completed!