Half-elf Notebook

"It's not over yet!" Yak took the opportunity to roll over a few times, widening the distance between him and Ina again, and stood up. His shirt, which was already covered with sweat and dust, was dyed into a yellowish brown, and he looked in a disheveled state.

"That's enough, Jack, Miss West has won." The referee shouted at Jack.

Jack ignored his senior's words, held the hilt of the sword with his right hand, and lightly pressed it with his left hand, and the sword stood up again.

"What do you mean?" Ina's eyes narrowed slightly, her gaze fell on Yak again, and a look of displeasure appeared on her face.

"Isn't this obvious? According to the rules, I haven't lost yet, right?"

Yake answered so seriously that Ina almost thought she had heard it wrong.

"Don't you understand the difference in our strength? Do you think your half-baked swordsmanship can make up for the difference in strength between ordinary people and professionals?!"

Ina was very impatient with Yak, and her annoyance and anger were clearly visible on her face.

She began to taunt the other person.

In fact, there is no point in her staying here.

Even if she ignored Yak and left, her victory would never be shaken.

But for some reason, Ina couldn't just leave.

She wanted to deny Yak.

This time the two sides exchanged offense and defense. Having witnessed Ina's cheetah-like explosive power, they realized the huge gap between the two.

Defense naturally became Yak's only chance of victory.

Instead of fighting the bear with a dagger, it was obviously more reasonable to observe and look for any opportunity to take advantage of - even though the "bear" he was facing was a girl who looked younger than him and was only 1.5 meters tall.

Ina doesn't care about attack or defense, this is her absolute confidence that surpasses her opponents.

Have you ever seen a ferocious wolf fighting a rabbit without considering that the rabbit might bite back?

But unlike before, Ina was serious and put all her strength into it. Magic power flowed throughout her body. She took a light step and the magic power rolled up a slight cyclone like a lingering breath of war.

She took a step forward, and the sound of breaking wind was heard in the air. Ina's figure had almost become a teenager.

Yak did not panic. Although he was shocked by Ina's even more terrifying speed, he still controlled his body.

"I can still see it clearly!" As long as the attack is not imminent, he can see and react to the moment when Ina draws the sword even though he is on the defensive.

"She won't change her tactics. She doesn't bother to do so."

The sword cuts in a semicircle. Even if it can't keep up with the speed, there is still room for change.

If it were a life-and-death battle, this little trick would be useless under his crude swordsmanship except for leaving a shallow wound on Ina's body.

But this is a duel that ends at a certain point!

How could Ina not know what Yak was up to? Her eyes turned cold, she held the sword straight and slashed horizontally.

A force even more brutal than the one used by Yak came over him. He felt as if he had been hit hard. The wooden sword bounced away and was almost knocked out of his hand by the huge force.

"Weapon attachment?!" Legion Commander Naihei said in astonishment: "This is not a skill that a formal magician-level elf can master."

Rick did not respond to the other party and his face looked grim.

"Nahei'er, you must be ready to stop them at any time." He said to the legion commander beside him, while taking out a magic scroll from his ring.

He realized that Ina was going too far, and she was no longer even thinking about winning the duel.

The wooden sword was shaken away, and Jack had no time to recover and defend himself, and Ina could not give him a chance.

The pink fist that was not holding the sword hit Jack's abdomen with a heavy punch. The excruciating pain almost made him lose control of the sword in his hand, and he fell to his knees, holding his abdomen.

Before he could kneel down, the slender and firm thigh's knee hit him, and the heavy blow forcibly lifted the boy's half-bent body halfway.

Ina tapped the ground lightly and took a few steps back without chasing. She naturally understood how powerful these two swift and powerful blows were.

Even if she intended to spread the magic power used for the strike evenly over the area being struck, it would be enough to break bones, like a blow from a giant hammer.

Several broken ribs and bruises so painful that they could make one faint were injuries that even a bronze-level adventurer would have to hold on for a breath of time.

"Thump, thump." Yake staggered back and forth twice, staggered to stabilize his shaky body, and muttered. He seemed to say something, and suddenly coughed violently twice, spitting out bright red blood foam.

But he still stood, still holding the sword.

"Why haven't you fallen down yet...why are you still unwilling to fall down?" Ina bit her lip tightly, looking at the young man with mixed feelings as he stood still with red blood bubbles oozing from the corners of his mouth.

Standing on the field does not mean victory. Although Ina is fed up with Jack's ignorance and recklessness, she is disgusted by the fact that Jack is similar to herself and works hard for unknown goals.

But she didn't really want to kill the other person, so she raised the wooden sword that was shiny from the varnish applied on it.

If only her sword could touch Ark, this unnecessary duel would be over.

The two were only two or three body lengths apart, and the boy's body was so close that the wooden blade could reach him in less than a breath.

In everyone's eyes, this was undoubtedly a fleeting moment.

Yak suddenly raised his hand, faster than ever before, and the sword came like a storm, violent and powerful!

"Snap!" Ina was caught off guard by the sudden and quick chopped sword. In panic, the two swords collided and she kicked Yak, who was approaching her, away.

Unlike just now, Jack did not land awkwardly. He seemed like a bird that had adapted to the wind. His feet left two shallow traces on the sandy ground to keep his heels steady.

"It's nothing, why do you insist?" As soon as Ina's heels touched the ground, powerful magic burst out from her petite body! The powerful magic directly left a clearly visible deerskin shoe print on the sandy ground!

There was no pause, just flowing water. Steady, gathering strength, charging forward, clearly the one being attacked, but like a hunter with a bow and a prey, fast and natural.

"Why would you give up on yourself when you have such great skills?" Yak was not afraid at all and rushed forward with sword in hand.

Yak, who caught up with Ina, seemed like a completely different person. The improvement in his physical fitness enabled him, who had worked hard on defense, to have the ability to react and block Ina's sword. At this moment, his strength had undoubtedly reached the level of a bronze-level professional.

"What is this? Martial arts? Impossible! How can martial arts make an ordinary person become a supernatural being!" Feeling the power coming from the collision of the swords, Ina was shocked.

For a while, the two of them were attacking and defending each other.

"What do you want to see? What do you want? Have you worked so hard to gain such strength just to climb into someone's bed one day?" Yak's words became sarcastic and harsh. The extremely unpleasant words made Ina furious.

But the more angry she became, the harder and rougher her sword became. Although her strength skills were superior to Ark's, the two were only one level apart. Now that Ark was calm and skilled in defense, it was no problem for him to block the white-haired girl's attack, although it was not easy.

The balance began to shift.

"Shut up! You don't need to talk about me!" Ina's sword became more ferocious.

The sword body turned into a sword curtain and several sword beams, pointing directly at the parts of Jack's head that were difficult to move.

The wooden blades clashed no further than four feet apart, but Yak knew what to do.

He took a sudden step forward, without any defense. It was the only time he took the initiative to attack in this stormy offensive and defensive battle!

Like a reflection in a mirror, it seemed destined to be so. That was Ina's initial trick that came later, and Jack chose it as the attack this time.

Ina was originally faster than Yak at the moment, and with her first move, Yak should not be able to catch up no matter what.

Except for this step.

Yak got ahead of Ina, and like a winged cavalry ready to charge, he deflected the unstoppable thrust, and his sword reached the white-haired girl even faster.

"Don't be so arrogant!" Ina let go of the wooden sword, raised her white jade fist, and rushed towards Jack's face. She was three feet away and reached him in an instant.

But Aker's victory was unshakable.

"Bang" the sound of the wooden sword falling to the ground, the fist stopped just in front of Jack's face, and his wooden sword had already hit Ina's left shoulder.

"The winner is Yak Tok!" the referee shouted as loudly as he could. He was like a rooster crowing in the morning, with his head held high and his chest puffed out. He was proud of his junior who had the courage to challenge the strong.

"I'm sorry for what I said just now... I can't think of any other opportunity to take advantage of you." Both parties retreated a few steps, and Jack swallowed a mouthful of blood foam. The referee immediately stepped forward to support him.

Obviously, his injury was not as optimistic as his appearance indicated. The reason he was able to hold on was probably more due to the effect of the adrenaline in his body that had already taken effect beforehand.

After handing the healing scroll to the legion commander, Rick also came to Ina who was standing there.

Ina lowered her head and said nothing, her long snow-white hair hiding her expression.

Rick could still feel Ina's great unwillingness and loss from the white-haired girl's trembling shoulders and other expressions.

But he did not try to comfort her immediately. Instead, he waited quietly. His intuition told him that any words would not be appropriate at this moment. The girl needed to vent, and Ina needed to vent her emotions in her own words and in her own way.

He needs to be a listener instead of helping others in the way he thinks is right.

"I lost." The girl squeezed out a sentence, trying to calm her voice and make it sound as calm as possible.

Even if this doesn't serve to cover it up at all.

"Well, I lost. I saw it." Rick's voice was gentle, without any blame in his voice. He didn't say much, but just waited patiently for Ina's subsequent unfinished words.

"Am I weak?" Ina's emotions finally got a little out of control, and her voice was difficult to suppress, with sobs in it. "Am I embarrassing you?"

Then she could feel a hand ruffling her white hair as always, just as gentle as when they first met five years ago.

"Silly boy, what magician doesn't use magic and only uses swords to fight people? And you have been slacking off in your physical training in the past year." Rick stretched out his hand and pulled Ina closer, allowing her to lean against him:

"You've done a great job, how can I be embarrassed?"

Drops of crystal clear water slid down Ina's face.

Rick heard Ina's soft sobbing and felt a small wet spot on his chest.

But he will still wait patiently.