With that, Mia felt secure.
Given her full defensive power, spells costing less than 30,000 Magic Power could only graze her, unable to break her defense. So, what would the Little Fairy do now?
Even so, Mia herself only had slightly more than 10,000 Mana for Magic Power, almost all of which was used to maintain Alchemy. This left her virtually powerless to counterattack.
But it didn't matter, she had co down here simply to buy ti. All she needed was to delay until the Club President arrived. Before then, she actually quite looked forward to playing with this Little Fairy.
She began to reflect that perhaps she had been too brutal in the Magic Network, frightening the Little Fairy, thus leading to so misunderstandings about her.
But she really wasn't that excessive in reality, right? It's natural to let oneself go a little in the Magic Network, right?
Mia internally justified herself like this.
She decided that this ti she must use her gentleness to make up for the impressions she had lost in the Magic Network. She was widely recognized as the most suitable wife in the academy, so there was no reason for the Little Fairy not to be touched.
So, Little Fairy, this ti it's your turn to hit. Sister here definitely won't fight back.
Mia looked affectionately at her crush, who was repeatedly giving her Golden Scale Armor graze after graze, thinking so.
However....
"Tsk, my little teacher, oh, I should call you Senior Mia now. Are you underestimating a bit too much? I was all set to give it my all and fight you seriously, but this ti, it seems you're the one slacking off."
After several probing attempts and a good session of scrape-massaging, Dorothy looked at her old friend who wouldn't fight back, frowning slightly in displeasure.
She felt sowhat underestimated.
But, Senior, this ti it's your own careless underestimation, not my deceptive surprise attack. Let show you the strongest strike I created, inspired by the experiences I drew from you.
Dorothy slightly adjusted her breathing, switching from human breathing patterns to Dragon's Breath. Her right hand also began to mutate, growing black scales and sharp claws.
Then, she clenched her fist and threw another punch.
There was no flashy special effects, just a plain and simple basic attack.
Yet, Mia, who had been effortlessly managing before, suddenly changed her expression.
She sensed a deadly threat from this punch.
But that was impossible. Since when had Myriad Demons included such terrifying techniques?
Though shocked and bewildered, Mia instinctively tried to dodge.
Regrettably, speed was not her strong suit, and her Golden Armor was too heavy; she was too late to evade.
Reluctantly, under Mia's will, the gold that originally covered her voluptuous body instantly lted from high temperature, and then instantly solidified again, forming a thick Dragon Scale Shield in front of the punch.
However...
"So, goodbye, Senior."
Dorothy said quietly.
"You are like a real-life combat teacher in the Combat Magic System to , so, Senior, please evaluate this punch."
As her words just finished, that straightforward, unembellished punch instantly penetrated everything in front; the defensively impressive Dragon Scale Shield was pierced as easily as if it were made of paper, and Mia's body was pierced too.
This punch, just like several months ago in the arena, once again penetrated Mia's abdon, exiting from her lower back.
Only then did Mia, who had just co to her senses, look down. She saw the pitch-black dragon claws still embedded in her abdon, and after briefly being dazed, she smiled in resignation.
"That was indeed an unexpected strike. I indeed underestimated you."
"Well done. Although I don't recall ever teaching you combat skills directly, Little Fairy, this punch genuinely qualifies you. Your practice in combat techniques has surpassed mine."
The Golden Dragon Princess hugged her crush for one last ti, then leaned forward to whisper gently in her ear.
"Yes, now I'm sure, you are indeed soone worthy of my affection, Little Fairy. Wait for , I won't give up."
After such a straightforward confession, Mia peacefully closed her eyes.
Crack....
A sound like shattering glass echoed.
Dorothy shook her arm; the image of her Senior, who had just been confessing by her ear, cracked like a reflection in a mirror and then shattered to pieces.
Along with that, the surrounding space also shattered, and through the gaps in the fractured, mirror-like space, one could distinctly see the scenery of the starry Subspace Sea.
In the stands, Sophia raised her eyebrows.
She recognized the punch; it was the sa Void Shattering Punch that had instantly defeated her a few days ago in a duel.
"So, next one, please."
In the arena, as the shattered Senior slowly dissolved into flowing lights, Dorothy shook her head sowhat disappointedly.
She had thought this would be her vindication battle, but how co this Mother Tyrannosaurus had such a big disparity between her online brutality and her actual gentle behavior as a non-combatant Senior?
"Tsk, boring; I hope the next one won't disappoint as much.
The Little Witch bore an expression of seeking a worthy challenger.
Regrettably for her, she wasn't left waiting long; before her lonely facade was complete, a voice suddenly rang out behind her.
"That was a beautiful punch, does it have a na?"
The alluring and pleasing voice inquired.
"Yes, I've just recently nad it, I call it Dragon King's Void Shattering Punch."
Dorothy replied reflexively, but then her pupils dilated, and with a swift movent, she flashed far away.
Once she had created so distance, she then looked back at her previous position with so hesitation.
A purple figure had appeared there at so point.
That was the president of the Ard Society, also the final boss of her challenge trip, the Cold-Hearted Succubus, the Uncrowned Martial Emperor—Madeline.
...The Little Witch stood in shock....
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