Who told him to rush up there?.

No one was surprised that Jessica and Cecilia tied.

The two of them understand each other as well as they understand themselves. Even twins don't have such tacit understanding.

Eliben had never thought about seeing them decide the winner, he just wanted them to get familiar with the power of the Saint level.

"Klia, go up and try it with them."

Seeing that Jessica and Cecilia fell onto the ring at the same time during a head-on fight and their fighting spirit consumption was far from reaching the limit, Eli simply asked Claire to test their quality while there was still time.

Of course, they can't let the two of them join forces to fight the enemy this time. Both of them are now qualified to fight Clea one-on-one.

"I'll go first! Sister Claire, don't hold back. I should be able to handle it."

Cecilia jumped onto the ring again, yelling. She didn't enjoy the fight with Jessica very much, and now her spear was thirsty. It was a good time to challenge the strongest Saint.

Of course, Clea would not hold back. She was also an elf who had experienced many battles. She knew that showing mercy to the opponent would be cruel to herself. After all, Cecilia was now a Saint-level powerhouse, no longer the ninth-level powerhouse. With the fighting talent she had shown before, if she was not careful, she might fail.

The battle between Clea and Cecilia was not fancy at all. Both the man and the elf were practical fighters, pursuing a quick kill or even a one-hit kill. However, Clea's strength was half a level higher, and her practical experience was richer. If it weren't for Cecilia's greater combat talent, the two of them might have been able to decide the winner in a very short time.

But in the end, after nearly half an hour of fighting, Cecilia was defeated. Her fighting talent was high, but Clea was not comparable to ordinary geniuses. She became the captain of the Royal Guard of the Elf Empire not because of her big breasts, but because of her real ability.

She was only vulnerable in front of Eli. Facing other opponents, her current Saint-level powerhouse strength was definitely not a vegetarian. After all, she had been fed meat by Eli and Alyssa...

After Cecilia was defeated, Jessica came on the field next. She was of similar strength to Cecilia, but she fought with Claire longer. They fought for forty-five minutes before the winner was decided, and Claire won with more effort.

This is not because Jessica is stronger than Cecilia, it is entirely because of fighting style. Cecilia takes the path of strength first, and Clea can suppress her with her stronger strength and more flexible body.

Jessica is quite similar to her, both of them take the technical route. When their strength is not overwhelming, they will naturally fight longer. What's more, Jessica's body movements are more sophisticated than hers, so she is not easy to deal with.

"Sister Claire not only has a good figure, but her strength is also very reliable. However, I will surpass you in the future!"

Although Cecilia lost, she did not feel ashamed. After all, she was just a newly promoted Saint. The fact that she could fight with the strongest Saint for so long was enough to show that she had greater potential. It should only be a matter of time before she surpassed Clea.

"I will win in the future."

Jessica spoke succinctly and expressed similar views to Cecilia. She was quite similar to Clea in every aspect, whether it was her physical advantages or her fighting style.

Except that they are both giants, they are different in other aspects. Clia is from the elves, and she is a person who bears great fruits on slender branches. The tactical weight on her chest is heavy, but her waist and legs are very slender. Jessica, on the other hand, is simply a person who bears great fruits. Her waist is not slender, but her thighs are very fleshy.

It's hard to say which one of them has a better figure. The slender ones have their own beauty, while the plump ones have their own feel. Anyway, Eli likes them both. Whether they are wearing long black stockings or tight white stockings, they are both amazing and it's hard to tell which one is better.

"I look forward to the day when you can defeat me."

Clea also said a few polite words. She could see that Jessica and Cecilia were incredibly talented. If they were given enough time or opportunities, it would be possible for them to catch up with her or even defeat her.

But she is not standing still and waiting for them to catch up. She will become stronger and stronger. By the time Jessica and Cecilia are able to defeat the strongest saints, she will probably have entered the demigod realm. At that time, the gap between her and them will be even greater.

"That day won't be too far away."

Cecilia spoke with confidence. Her master said that there was still a lot of spiritual fruit energy left in her body. She could refine it several times when the time was right. It might not take too long for her and Jessica to advance to the Saint level. At that time, if they were at the same level, she would not lose to Claire.

"Okay, I'll wait for you."

As she spoke, Clea jumped off the ring. Today, she defeated the two human geniuses beside Eli and enhanced the prestige of her elf race. If Her Majesty the Queen knew about this, she would surely reward her.

It's a pity that the high priest only dealt with that kind of matter regarding the Queen's decree and didn't explain anything else, making her feel that she was only worthy of being Eli's bed partner in Eli's house. But it didn't matter much, as she was gradually beginning to like Eli and was no longer resistant to being intimate with him.

“Lina, Evelyn, Thor, the three of you should also randomly assign a few rounds of practice. After Jessica and Cecilia advance, I will focus on training the three of you.”

Eli suddenly called out three names at this time. They were the three women around him who were the farthest away from the Saint level. Compared with the others, their progress was obviously lagging behind, so he needed to speed them up.

"Then I want to try fighting with Thor."

Lina volunteered and raised her hand. When she saw the duel between Thor and Eleanor, she had wanted to compete with the former dragon princess. After all, with her item output ability, it was rare to find a target of the same level as Thor who was as "thick-skinned and tough" and particularly resistant to beatings.

"Then give it a try."

Thor was not a dragon who was afraid of fighting. Seeing Lina with her cat ears trembling, she also had a strong desire to fight. Even with her experience of never leaving the Dragon Kingdom, she had heard of the name of Princess Lina of the Dawn Empire. It was said that she was the princess that all men of marriageable age in the continent most wanted to marry, without a doubt.

Thor also wanted to prove today that the dragon princess was no worse than the cat princess. At least she felt that she and Eli were more compatible.

Seeing Lina and Thor jumping onto the ring together after a disagreement, Eli was a little confused. He just asked them to practice sparring, so why were they so excited?
Dragon girl and cat-eared girl, eh… is this the otherworldly version of a dragon-tiger fight? No wonder they turned on each other as soon as they saw each other, are they destined enemies?
"Watch this!" "Pray for magic!"

The cat and the dragon on the stage soon started fighting, without even any opening polite words. Lina even borrowed a complaint that Eli had once complained about her.

Lina and Thor on the stage, one is a magician who uses props, and the other is a dragon-blood warrior who uses body training. They can be said to be a pair of opponents with very different styles. The battle between them was full of gunpowder from the beginning. It was real gunpowder, because Lina used the props of explosive magic at the beginning.

However, with Thor's physical strength, ordinary magic props couldn't even damage the corners of her clothes. After all, the clothes of the transformed dragons were usually made of dragon scales, which were as hard as iron and could not be easily destroyed.

Lina was not in a hurry either. This was just an appetizer. There was no need to throw a big bomb right away. With the suppressing power of her props, she was not afraid that Thor could get close to her easily. This was indeed the case. As Lina kept taking out new props, Thor couldn't get close to her at all. He was a little flustered by Lina's bombardment.

Thor obviously had never fought with someone of Lina's style, and was stunned for a while at the beginning. Fortunately, her body was strong enough and she was quite durable, otherwise she might have been killed instantly by Lina at the very beginning.

As Thor gradually adapted to Lina's "casting" rhythm, the man and the dragon began to be evenly matched. However, this kind of evenly matched did not mean that they were evenly matched, but that neither of them could do anything to the other. They had not even had a real fight.

"Sister Thor, I'm going to slowly unleash my ultimate moves, so please pay attention."

Yesterday, Lina had become a little acquainted with Thor and secretly found out his age. She calculated in her mind and found that Thor was one year older than her, so she called her sister.

"Don't worry, I can handle it..."

Thor had already adapted to Lina's bombardment of props. Although these things looked luxurious and gorgeous when thrown, their lethality was really limited. Once she found an opportunity, she might be able to kill with one blow and take down the delicate and frail magician sister Lina with one claw.

But just when she said that she could handle it and imagined finding the right opportunity to kill Lina instantly, she was shocked to find that the power of the magic item in Lina's hand increased so much that she could not handle it.

"Is this... a holy weapon?"

After all, Thor is the former princess of the dragon clan, so she has some knowledge. She has one or two holy protective artifacts as her life-saving trump cards, which were given to her by her father when her mother had just passed away and she still had a little thought in her heart.

But as the "most favored" princess of the Dragon Kingdom, she only has two protective holy artifacts so far, which are hidden as trump cards. And now her opponent, Princess Lina of the Dawn Empire, has no less than five holy artifacts in her first grab, and they are all rarer offensive holy artifacts.

The point is that this is not the end. She grabbed out five holy artifacts with her left hand, and then grabbed out five more with her right hand. In the Kingdom of Dragons, only the princes and favored princesses could get one or two holy artifacts, but Lina casually took out a large number of them as if they were free. This is really a case of people comparing themselves to dragons to make them angry. We are all princesses of one of the six great empires. Why are you so rich?
Compared with Lina, Thor felt that he was not even born a princess, and was not even worthy of being a noble dragon. It was poverty that blinded her eyes and made her somewhat ignorant of the immensity of the world.

"I vote... Ouch..."

Thor has realized his own poverty. He shouldn't have fought with Lina. It was like trying to hit a diamond with an egg. He would die clearly.

But her words of surrender were drowned out by the flying holy weapons. She was quite tough and had a natural talent for defense. Now that she had been promoted to the ninth level, ordinary holy weapons might not be able to do anything to her.

But that meant that a single holy weapon might not be able to do anything to her now, and the holy weapons on Lina's side were not counted as "individuals" but "handles". After this set of heavy bombardment, Thor was dizzy and stars appeared in his eyes.

Her extremely sturdy dress was the first to be broken, and was torn into pieces and holes by Lina. She was exposed without realizing it. Fortunately, there was only Eli, a male creature in the training room, otherwise it would have been a great blessing.

"I won't fight anymore, I give up!"

At this time, Thor no longer cared about her dream of killing Lina instantly. She just wanted to end the battle as soon as possible. She was already confused. If she let Lina continue to explode, she might lose everything.

"Okay, Lina, stop it, Thor's eyes have turned into mosquito coils."

Eli also spoke at the right time on the stage, and the fight between the dragon and the tiger ended with the tiger winning. It seems that the dragon girl is still no match for the cat-eared girl. Whether in cuteness or fierceness, the cat is better.

"Oh well."

Lina and Thor didn't have any deep hatred, so of course she wouldn't beat her to death. After hearing Thor admit defeat and surrender and Eli also speaking, she decisively stopped the ten consecutive uses of the holy weapons, allowing Thor, who almost lost everything, to at least keep a very artistic ripped outfit.

Is this considered a big break?
Looking at Thor at the battle settlement screen, Eli really wanted to change her into a pair of battle-damaged stockings, which would make her more perfect and attractive.

It’s just that the production technology of stockings is controlled by the Undead Principality, and the Dawn Empire cannot do customization, otherwise Eli would have equipped them all with suitable stockings long ago.

"Sister Lina's fighting style is really unique..."

After Lina stopped, Thor finally got a chance to catch his breath. He immediately took out a pink coat from the storage space and put it on to cover her exposed spring light. Then he gritted his teeth and "praised" Lina.

She had never seen such an arrogant person, using an extremely precious holy weapon as a cabbage. How could an opponent of the same level contend with her? Even if a true saint-level strongman fought against her, the chance of winning would be extremely low. It would take the strongest saint-level strongman to suppress her.

In fact, Thor still didn't know enough about the value of the richest woman on the continent. A Saint-level strongman could indeed suppress Lina who was throwing holy weapons crazily, but who said that Lina only had holy weapons in her inventory?
If Lina really took out her most precious treasure and risked her life, and a Saint-level strongman came, the grass on his grave would be at least two and a half meters high in a year.

(End of this chapter)