My Archangel

"Let's have a second round next time."

But at this moment, Qiao Wen's voice, which didn't sound much ups and downs, reached Morik's ear again.

"……what?"

Hearing these words, Morik raised his head subconsciously, and cast his gaze at Qiao Wen filled with blankness.

"Practice more with you, a well-developed generalist type, and I can also gain a lot of things here."

Meeting Morik’s gaze from the front, Qiao Wen moved his wrist and spoke very calmly: “But you are no longer difficult for me now, and there is probably no suspense in the fight. I want to find a better one. What about your more comprehensive and better opponent?"

Arrogant.

Under Qiao Wen's gaze, after listening to the little devil in front of him that he had obviously looked down on himself, Morik clenched his fist subconsciously.

But soon, he released it again.

Because he discovered that even though this little devil looks awkward now, what he said... is just the truth.

Moreover, after experiencing the changes just now, Morik looked at this little devil at this time, always feeling that his energy was lost.

Even if he was allowed to return to his heyday and start another fight with this kid, he even felt that he was going to be unilaterally hammered on the ground this time.

Although this illusion that had come to mind in vain was a bit magical and a bit too humble... But Morik surprisingly didn't have any thoughts of refuting it.

"However, judging from your current situation where you have passed the peak period, your talent potential has bottomed out, and there is basically no room for improvement...It is very difficult to improve on your own in a short time, what should I do?"

At this time, Qiaowen's voice that sounded like a demon whispering again reached Morik, who was a little distracted: "So, tomorrow, you will apply the boosting effect of the fire to your body. Let's have another one. What do you think? ?"

After saying this, Qiao Wen squinted his eyes slightly, and looked at Morik peacefully.

Obviously, he was not joking.

"The increase in fire and fire...? Do you mean...?"

Hearing Qiaowen's implication, the expression on Morik's face that had been frozen suddenly changed: "The genius starts after the pre-selection, and Tinder will be activated after the pre-selection... You are planning to directly follow the potential in this state. I have a fight in an outbreak?"

"of course."

Seeing that Morik had understood the meaning of his words, Qiao Wen also nodded: "Ah, don't worry, I don't need fire booster here, otherwise, there will be no suspense in the end."

"..."

humiliation.

At this time, listening to Qiao Wen's words that were said seriously after thinking about it, Morik felt a feeling of "humiliation" sincerely.

Was looked down upon.

There is no doubt that Molick was despised by the self-righteous kid in front of him.

However, this is not the most important point.

What's even more annoying is that in the face of the result that he can barely even touch Qiao Wen, he is not very good at refuting it.

Otherwise, it sounds like a shame that only knows incompetence and rage after losing... Although it is shameful now.

"Okay, do as you say."

Gritting his teeth, Molick didn't say much this time, he hadn't had any thoughts of being "unfair" to Qiao Wen.

"Then an appointment."

Seeing Molick nodded, Qiao Wen didn't say much.

Because... his mind at this time is no longer on the scenery in front of him.

Won.

Won!

Won!Won!Won!Won!Won!Won!Won!Won!

What a pity... I won!!

Although the expression on his face is calm and calm, Qiao Wen's brain has long been reduced to the scene of human nature.

excitement.

Happy.

Excited and excited.

Heart beating.

very excited--

This is the first real debut battle!

Heads-up to the platinum rank debut battle!

And he Qiao Wen himself... has already handed over an answer sheet that makes him quite satisfied.

Cool.

Except cool, it's cool.

This is undoubtedly the joy of victory.

'Although I know that you need to be calm at this time, even if you know that you need to be calm...I calm you, Ma——'

On the way to excitement, Qiao Wen tried to warn himself, but the thoughts in his mind were still "uncontrolled" more and more floating.

A few seconds later, after gritting his teeth and twisting his waist, Qiao Wen forced himself to calm down.

Immediately, the rhythm of breathing became calm again, and the excitement finally calmed down a bit.

'...Now, it's time to do business.'

Qiao Wen started thinking again.

And what he was thinking at this time... is also very simple.

What I have to say is probably the first post-war summary in decades.

First, the conclusion.

——There are still many things that I lack here.