Chapter 82

In the combat preparation room...

"Captain, come on."

"Captain, you must teach that arrogant guy a good lesson."

"That's right, that's right, who does she think she is, the second President? Our Armed Society is not something anyone can bully."

The members of Alice's team were cheering for their little captain while being indignant at the guy who kicked the hall. They looked forward to their captain being able to clean up that arrogant person who didn't know the height of the sky and the thickness of the earth later.

It's just that, when that blood-colored eye swept over them, everyone closed their mouths and didn't dare to say more.

Although their little captain is usually gentle and makes people want to hold her in their arms and pet her like a doll, once those green eyes turn into red eyes, it means that the captain has entered the combat state. At this time, the captain is really full of majesty, making people feel terrified when they look at it.

Titles like the True Red Princess under the Blood Moon and the Immortal Annihilation Princess didn't come casually; they were all killed in the arena.

And seeing that this group of guys who dared to insult her sister finally closed their mouths, Alice moved her eyes away, and at the same time, she absolutely decided to find a reason to let these guys who talk too much practice hard when she goes back.

But now, the little witch's main energy is still on the upcoming duel. This is her long-lost duel with her sister.

And the last duel between the sisters was ten years ago when they first met. At that time, Alice had just returned home from the Witch Academy, and as soon as she went back, she heard the news that her mother was going to remarry. The little witch was so angry that she cried and made trouble and didn't agree.

But her mother's attitude was firm, saying that she had finally chased the man she wanted to chase after various threats and inducements, and it was impossible to give up. Helpless, Alice could only choose to endure.

At that time, little Alice thought that sooner or later she would give a fierce lesson to the stepfather who was just a mortal mage and the cheap sister who heard that her talent was average. She would use her own way to guard this home. Since her mother, who had been fascinated by the man, was no longer reliable, she could only rely on herself.

Thus, on the day her parents officially reorganized the family, three-year-old little Alice launched a fierce duel against her six-year-old cheap sister.

Then...

And then there was no then...

It can only be said that it couldn't be called a duel at all, it was simply an adult teasing a child, and the sister's means were extremely cruel. Alice's butt was almost opened like a flower.

You know, her two mothers had never beaten her butt, okay. The first time she was beaten on the butt was actually planted in the hands of this hateful cheap sister.

Little Alice was so hateful.

So in the time that followed, she often launched duels against her sister, but every duel ended with her butt opening like a flower.

It's just that after that incident, Alice never launched a duel against her sister again, and the relationship between the sisters began to become intimate.

And over the years, Alice had thought about whether to have a cut-and-thrust with her sister again, but every time she raised this idea, her sister would push it off in every possible way, saying things like "Just spare sister, I'm just a weak half-witch," "What are you competing with me for as an armed witch," "You don't look at how much magic power you have, and how much I have, Alice, sister doesn't remember educating you into a bad child who bullies the weak"....

In short, she was dead and unwilling to fight. Alice had no choice but to give up. She really felt that her sister must be unable to beat herself, and was afraid of losing face to her sister, so she was unwilling to fight. Then, as the most understanding good sister, she decided to save some face for her sister, and slowly she never mentioned the matter of dueling and cutting-and-thrusting again.

However, although the practical duel didn't work, her sister's battle theory had always been very powerful. Although her sister was unwilling to admit this point, every time she just said "slightly understand, slightly understand," but in fact, she seemed to know all kinds of tactics and battle methods.

Alice has been able to mix in the Armed Society over the years, and her progress has been rapid, because every time she was abused by others, she would take out her spell book and ask her sister to help her open a small stove, and then relying on the detailed duel strategy given by her sister, she would kill randomly.

This made Alice admire her sister more and more, and also more and more hoped that she could gallop on the battlefield with her sister in the future and establish a witch territory belonging to their sisters. She thought that even if her sister was really weak, it didn't matter. She would work hard for her sister's share, and her sister just needed to give her advice from behind like before.

It's just a pity that sister thinks about her little scientific research every day, and thinks about vulgar money-making every day, not at all like a witch, but like a city-merchant.

Originally, Alice was almost assimilated by this salted fish sister to lie flat together, until a few days ago, she saw with her own eyes that her sister killed the Student Council President in seconds.

Tsk, sister, you still say you don't understand dueling?

From then on, Alice knew that she had been fooled by this sister with bad taste for so many years.

Of course, with the relationship between the two now, it is impossible for her to have any resentment or similar emotions towards her sister, but this does not prevent the little witch from being angry for this.

She is really angry, and she can only feel better if she beats her sister, or is beaten by her sister. She wants to have a good arena with her sister.

It's just a pity that since then, her sister has been hiding in that Tower of Radiance and won't come out.

Don't look at Alice, she is now the captain of the Correction Thirteen Team, and she seems to be very glorious, but she doesn't have the qualification to live in the Tower of Radiance at all. After all, there are only 999 places there, and only the 999 most excellent students in the whole school can move in.

If this is just ranked by combat power, Alice feels that she might be able to enter this ranking.

She ranks 14th in the Armed Society, and if she is placed in the whole school, counting those strong people who didn't join the Armed Society for various reasons, such as the presidents and cadres of other medium and large societies, the little witch estimates that her ranking can also be around 500th.

It's just a pity that the qualification to move into the Tower of Radiance is based on comprehensive credits, and this comprehensive credit doesn't just look at force, but also looks at cultural course grades, academy contribution, etc., and Alice.....

Sigh, the little witch's cultural course grade is not bad if she doesn't fail, and she is seriously dragging her feet.

According to this ranking, Alice's ranking in the whole school fell directly to more than a thousand. Wait for her to grow up a bit more, and her strength to improve a bit more, maybe she will be able to move into that high tower dormitory that all witch students dream of.

Alice actually wanted to find her sister in the Tower of Radiance these days, but she was a bit afraid of that Student Council President, and really didn't have the face to ask for a visiting permission, so she could only hold it in.

But now the opportunity has come. This sister who was sent to the door should not be wasted. The duel she and her sister dreamed of can finally begin.

The little witch was full of fighting spirit. The strong magic power in her back formed a phantom of an illusory red moon. Her shadow began to dance and turn into a fierce beast. Alice was about to burn up.

Great, sister, I will definitely avenge the butt-beating of that year today.

The little witch thought this.

It's just a pity that she hadn't been high for long, and a magic array of the arena directly descended on her head. Subsequently, Alice's whole momentum began to decline at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Tsk, damn assessment standard, it's uncomfortable."

The little witch who felt that her whole person was emptied at once thought uncomfortably.

But there is no way, who let the assessment that sister is going to conduct today not be an unrestricted duel, but a practical skill assessment of the Battle Arts Department.

Under this mode, the arena will forcibly lower the magic power value of both players to the same level, and besides the magic wand, other equipment such as battle robes, scrolls, alchemy potions, etc. are not allowed to be used, so as to create a relatively fair environment.

(Don't ask how special professions like alchemists take the exam. This is a practical assessment of the Battle Arts Department, and other departments don't have to take it.)

Although in this way, there will still be a certain strength gap between the two sides because of talent and expertise, but in the eyes of witches, talent and expertise are also classified into the category of skills.

If you can't beat people with the same magic power, that is, your skills are not as good as others. This point cannot be washed.

Alice's magic power, which was originally nearly 200,000 mana, was suppressed by this array, and was easily suppressed to only 13,000 mana. This made the little witch have a feeling of being extra weak, and she was very unaccustomed to it.

But it doesn't matter, this little unsuitability can be solved by will. Today, I, Alice, want to complete the revenge against sister under the same magic power, rush rush rush.

Although the cool red moon behind the little witch only has a phantom left, and the fierce beast in the shadow has become a cute thin beast, and the whole person no longer has the majesty before, leaving only the cuteness of the little witch, but Alice doesn't care. She thinks these are all small problems.

But having said that, sister's magic power improvement speed is a bit fierce recently. It's only been a few days since I saw her, and it's already 13,000 mana.

Forget it, don't care, it's a good thing anyway, let's continue to think about the competition.

She has repeatedly studied the battle between sister and the Student Council President these days. She feels that the reason why sister won is nothing more than the Student Council President's carelessness, and then she was killed in seconds by sister's space-time talent, but I won't be careless.

Sister, your set of speed-attack killing flow is invalid for me. Let you see my growth after rolling and crawling in the Armed Society for many years.

Thinking that she could avenge the butt-beating of that year later, and maybe she could beat sister's butt back, the little witch directly burned up again.

She will definitely win this battle.

The gate of the combat preparation room slowly lifted, Alice rode a broom and soared into the sky, and then thought this.

Accompanied by the sound of the drum starting the competition, the little witch rode away. She had seen the horror of sister's speed-attack flow before, so this time she would not give up the first hand.

The little witch took out her double-gun magic wand, rode her beloved modified racing broom, and turned into a red streamer in the first time and galloped away.

At this moment, Alice is like a cowboy with her beloved gun and riding a galloping horse. She feels that her chance of winning is great.

Thus, she also happily went up to a.

Then......

With a "Peng" sound, it seems like the sound of some melon cracking sounded.

Dorothy slowly retracted her right hand that had turned into a ferocious dragon claw, and then licked the bright red on the sharp claw.

"My stupid sister, this is your growth over the years, it's still too slow."

And behind her, that red streamer that became more red and bright galloped very far before stopping, revealing the headless corpse on the broom.

Afterwards, the corpse fell powerlessly from the broom, but before it landed, it turned into powder all over the sky in mid-air and dissipated.

"Next one..."

Dorothy shook the blood stains on her hands calmly, and then said.

Her eyes, which had turned from pitch black to scarlet at some point, looked at the surroundings calmly. The golden dragon pupils in the eyes flashing with red evil light were chilling, and she didn't dare to look at them at all.

..... The whole audience is shocked.....