Chapter 1003: 606. Earthshattering_2
This Miss Fiendish Courtesan just released the arena, putting on such a big show, she’s just trying to intimidate her.
Instantly, the Hobody Witch breathed a sigh of relief but couldn’t help but shake with cold anger, what’s wrong with this world, why is it full of bad won…
Oh, it seems I’m pretty terrible myself, never mind.
Seeing that the blood levels of both sides have already appeared above the arena, and a five-second countdown has already started between the two blood levels, Dorothy shook her head and stopped thinking too much.
She glanced at the blood levels and then frowned.
Because she noticed the blood levels of both were the sa, about 80,000.
This is obviously abnormal; normally, the calculation rules for virtual blood levels in the arena are based on the participants’ Physique Attributes and Magical Power.
1 Mana Magic Power is roughly equivalent to 1000 drops of blood, and the Physique Attributes are multiplied according to the traditional rates, that is, E1.D2.C4.B8.A16.S32… this kind of calculation.
Dorothy’s Magic Power is 50,000 Mana, Physique A, which ans a 16-fold increase, calculated to be about 80,000 blood level.
But the opponent Miss Oiran is a Peak Witch, even if the arena stipulated that both sides exerted similar Magic Power, the Peak Witch’s Six-Dinsional Attributes should all normally be around SS, so under the sa Magic Power, the opponent’s blood level normally should be about four tis that of the Hobody Witch.
So, without a doubt, the opponent is holding back, no, should say she is really holding back trendously.
However, the Hobody Witch is not so ungrateful to think whether the opponent is looking down on her, not even using her real abilities or anything, after all, one should have self-awareness, where would a little witch like her get the face to demand a Peak Witch to go all out against her?
On the contrary, Dorothy’s favorability towards Miss Oiran has increased quite a bit, after all, the opponent holding back is also a kind of kindness, being able to maintain kindness under the taunts of the Fairy King’s broken mouth surely shows that Big Sister is a good person.
“One Mind of Dreams School, Dorothy, reporting in.”
She thought about it, and just like those previous Japanese witches, she reported her school and na before posing ready for battle.
However, at the audience table where the Shrine Maiden sat, Miss Future Divine Witch, who was originally not interested in matchmaking and was focusing on slacking off and eating, suddenly froze when she heard this familiar school na. She then lifted her head in astonishnt and looked towards the arena.
One Mind of Dreams School? Isn’t this Lord Clown’s swordsmanship school? What’s the relationship between this Dorothy and Lord Clown?
Miss Ghost Mask’s gaze sharpened.
……..
“Hyakki’s One Blade School, Ibuki Yuuki, reporting in.”
On the opposite side, Miss Oiran looked at the defiant little one suddenly following the rules, and she shook her head. Originally, she should have reported her school as well, but due to inconvenience because of banquet rules, she simply waved her Wolf Fang Club, and such a line of text seed to be engraved by chaotic Sword Qi in front of her empty space.
Afterward, she looked at the little one with great interest, waiting for her to make the first move.
Although earlier she was indeed sowhat defenseless against this little one’s sharp tongue, she wasn’t seriously going to bicker with a little witch not even half her age. She ca here this ti just with the idea of teaching the brat a lesson.
Alright, no more excuses, actually it’s just that she’s itching to fight, as after all, it’s been a long ti since she engaged with anyone.
Most Japanese Evil Spirit Witches are warlike by nature, their desire and enthusiasm for combat are not much less than those of Dragon Witch, but as an Oiran, Ibuki hasn’t fought anyone in a long ti.
Firstly, it’s to maintain the deanor of an Oiran, and secondly, on Flower Street, there hasn’t been anyone able to ignite her fighting spirit.
But this isn’t necessarily a bad thing, though not fighting for a long ti for Evil Spirit Witches feels like a Succubus celibate generally, always seems like there’s a fire burning in the heart, the longer the ti without a fight, the more fiercely the evil fire will burn.
But that’s just what Ibuki wants, she wishes for the fla in her heart to be more vigorous, even though excessive evil fire can be harmful to the body, that’s not important; what’s important is this vigorous evil fire can also amplify the strength of Evil Ghosts.
She longs for the day when her fla can overturn this decaying Japan, burning this repulsive place to ashes.
And now, that day is fast approaching, the day she can let loose is near.
Therefore, recently she hasn’t been as celibate as before, she can indulge herself a little, after all beating a brat won’t consu much fire at all.
Rather, the brat’s sharp tongue just made the evil fire in her heart burn more fiercely, the extra fire can just be vented with her screams.
Miss Fiendish Courtesan laughed, sizing up the little witch opposite, thinking about how she would break her bones one by one, and how she would listen to her wailing?
Brats are the most annoying.
For witches working on Flower Street, children are not considered sothing beautiful, she really doesn’t like them.
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“Hey, Auntie, your gaze always feels weird, reminds of an Evil Dragon friend, I think you might be a bit sick like her, but it’s okay, I cured my friend’s illness and now I’ll help Auntie vent so fire, I’m a professional at venting fire?”
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