Summoner of Miracles

Thus, in the eyes of all the audiences in the venue, the players from both sides of the competition were in position and came to the center of the battle circle, looking at each other.

There was no sign of his opponent's change, and Shizuya Kirihara looked at his appearance as if he were laughing.

“I said, Mr. Black Iron, how come every time I see you, you look so lousy? ”

So, when we met before, Yi Hui had just fought with Attila, and the wolf and tragedy were even better. Now, let then Kirihara make a mockery, and this time is no exception.

“So I didn't say, the guide knight road is too hard for you, you should give up quickly, that's not so tragic, you're not listening, it hurts me to be your classmate once, black iron. ”

Shizuya Kirihara pretended to say something like that, but his face was full of irony.

In the face of Kirihara Shizuya...

“I'm so sorry, because I'm in such a hurry, I can only come straight here like this and think about it. It's really a little rude. ”

Hui Hui apologized very humbly and gently, as usual.

This time, however, Ichi did not bow his head, nor did he have any bitterness or bitterness in his eyes, some of which were just calm and indifferent that Kirihara Shizuya could not find.

In that way, the atmosphere is completely different compared to the glow of peace.

But it's like announcing that you've been on the battlefield, that you don't have to be polite anymore, and you say it with a different feeling.

“But it shouldn't matter, because the game will soon be over, don't you think? Kirihara? ”

Yi Hui said so.

“Ha ha...! Ha-ha-ha...! ”

Kirihara suddenly covered her forehead and smiled quite happily, as if she was feeling pain from the heart.

“Yes, you know very well, Black Iron, I thought you hadn't recognized the reality yet, and you just showed up here in case you could beat me. Now it looks like you're just throwing yourself away, but I can understand how you feel. For you, I'm the worst opponent, you can't win me at all. The competition will be over soon. You can see that and prove that you're not hopeless. It's good, it's good! ”

Shizuya Kirihara opened her hands and laughed, making the whole audience laugh.

Mockery, sarcasm, shrieking and cursing, and similar sounds constantly come from all sides to a glow.

But Yi Hui was deaf.

“It's just because I think I can never win that Kirihara is so high-profile, isn't it? ”

Yi Hui was completely unaffected by his surroundings and smiled gently.

“If the opponent has a way to beat Kirihara, Kirihara will not appear, but will give up the game directly, and will only fight the opponent who can definitely win, that is you, Kirihara Shizuya. ”

Yi Hui's words stopped Kirya's laughter.

Immediately afterwards, Kirihara Jingyao raised his voice like he was angry with shame.

“Waiting for you to lie miserable on the ground, I'll see if you can say something like that...! ”

It seems that Kirihara Shizuya can't stand being fought back like this by an opponent who could only be mocked by himself.

So...

“Time to hunt - Moon! ”

Kirihara Jingyao gathered his magic in his own hands and let the green light shine, eventually turning into a rooted tree vine, wrapped around each other in his hands, forming a long green bow and falling into his hands.

This is Kirihara's inherent spiritual costume, Moon.

At the moment when Kirihara summoned the spiritual costume, the voice of the live reporter also sounded loud.

“Both players have summoned their own spiritual costumes! In that case! Game 4 of the fourth training field! Ichihui Kuroiro against Shizuya Kirihara! Now! ”

By announcing the start of the game, the entire training ground was sounded.

At this moment, Kirihara jumped and jumped, and there was magic on her.

All you have to do next is use Hunter's Forest.

Then, the figure of Shizuya Kirihara will disappear completely into the forest within the entire circle of war, exerting his full invisible ability, and then using his hand to attack the spiritual costume at a distance, he will be slaughtered completely.

In the past, Shizuya Kirihara had been using this method, nailing opponents without extensive attack capability to death in place without any effort.

After all, the opponent can't find himself and can't attack himself, but he can attack the opponent indiscriminately by means of ranged attacks. Under such unequal conditions, how can he not be massacred? That's too bad.

Shizuya Kirihara enjoys this feeling, like hunting, jumping across the forest, then shooting arrows in her hands at prey that can only stay at the sniper spot, listening to their cry, which will make her bloody hot.

As for those who have the capability to attack on a large scale?

That is the natural enemy of Shizuya Kirihara. Even if he summons the whole forest, he must be invisible again. If he does not turn around and flee, the other party can take the forest with him and bomb it. When Shizuya Kirihara arrives, he will become the irresistible massacre.

How could Shizuya Kirihara do such a stupid thing?

I'm the only one who can slaughter the prey!

Because of this, Kirihara will never choose and be able to defeat his opponents.

So he's a hunter, not a knight, not a warrior.

Now, Yi Hui is his prey.

“Taste the feeling of being hunted! Black iron!”

Shizuya Kirihara twisted his face and prepared to use his sword stunt, The Hunter's Forest.

Unfortunately, Shizuya Kirihara had no idea.

He, no longer has a chance.

“Choke ————! ”

When such a sharp, sharp sword roared, the ravenous blade flashed.

The light of the knife was as flexible as a long whip.

That knife was as sharp as a skill.

“Is that...? ”

Seeing this light, at this moment, whether it's Stella, Shingu Temple Black, or the Ning Dynasty of the West, it's all turning colorful.

Even Luo Zhen, in this moment, was suddenly stunned.

Spin...

“Pfft! ”

The sound of slashing and tearing flesh plays an incredible role.

“Gah...! ”

Shizuya Kirihara screamed silently.

The pitch-black knife cut Kirihara's body just like that, splitting him in half, allowing the scary wound to run from his left shoulder to his right abdomen.

Blood, as if it were gushing blood, pouring out into the earth.

Yet Yi Hui, still stands still.

The sword in his hand, sometime, had been cut down, and it was also a great distance apart, cutting the body of Kirihara Shizuya.

“Boom...”

Shizuya Kirihara fell to the ground with a lot of blood.

Blood pockets, spread out on the ground.