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The combination of Maka and Soul Eater does not have fancy moves. The special move - Witch Hunting and the super special move - Demon Hunting are simply to work miracles with great strength. They rely on the combined magic power generated by soul resonance and Maka inherited from her mother. The demon-repelling power forms a blade for slashing.
However, they have the highest level of empathy, transcending levels such as "craftsman and weapon", "comrade-in-arms", "companion", "friend", "couple", etc. They are like an old married couple, which results in some of the combat actions being inconsistent. The connection was unusually smooth, and there was even a situation where Maka didn't move her fingers at all, and the Soul Eater automatically rotated at high speed to complete the defense.
There is no connection between Jadis and Soul Arms - Mortal Erasure. Although he is influenced by his mother and his fighting style follows a technical route, he is afraid of comparison in everything. In this battle, he is the one who makes great moves. .
Fortunately, Jatis possesses martial arts, illusions, magic and other moves. When in the scythe form, Mortal Erasure can fire magic bullets and spray magic flames from several positions to gain extra power. He relies on fancy moves to fill in the gaps exposed when fighting with the sword. flaw.
The two huge scythes swung rapidly left blurry afterimages, and combined with the sparks that burst out when the blades clashed, Maja and Jatis seemed to be dancing on a gorgeous dance floor.
"Maja, it's almost time." Soul Eater in the form of a sickle reminded.
"Ah - Soul Resonance!" Maja and Jadis fought hard and jumped back to distance themselves. The scythe changed from a metal blade to a grinning white magic blade.
"To put it bluntly, Soul Resonance combines the magic power of the craftsman and the weapon into one. As long as I have enough magic power, I can do the same thing!" Jadis poured all the magic power into the weapon, and seven colors flowed on the blade that wiped away the mortal world. Streaming light.
Both sides launched a charge at the same time.
"Witch Hunting!"
"ha--!"
The blades collided head-on.
The forward bodies of both sides suddenly stopped, and for a moment, a scene close to a wrestling match was formed.
Then Jadis was knocked away from a distance and hit the outer wall of the Death Martial Arts Academy. Maja slid back more than ten meters, and the soul-eating magic blade shattered and returned to its normal form.
"——Well, it's a 50-50 split, both sides performed well." Sodaun was sitting on the steps, recording something in his notebook.
Majia and Soul Eater, who had returned to their human form, walked over and said with a wry smile: "Two against one is only 50 to 50. I always feel like I've already lost..."
As a teacher, Sodaun could not let wrong ideas spread. He said coldly: "On the battlefield, your opponents will not care about fairness with you. Finding ways to win and survive is what you have to do. Besides, your speech is not right. My companions are not friendly."
Only then did Majia react and said: "Sorry, Soul Eater, I didn't mean that..."
"It's okay, Majia, I understand." An old couple will not have conflicts over this kind of thing.
Jadis came over and looked embarrassed after being beaten away, but in fact he was not injured at all: "Although it is not appropriate for the person who was beaten to say this, my weapon is not weak. You don't have to think that I took advantage of it."
"That's exactly what I want to say." Sodaun took over the words, his eyes falling on the mortal erasure in Jadis's hand, "With all due respect, this weapon is not suitable for you at this stage. Even if you try your best, Neither can reach its minimum threshold, so it can only be used as a sturdy, deformable weapon."
"...Teacher Sodaun, I have known this kind of thing for a long time. The smelly old man has always laughed at me for not having the qualifications." But Jadis didn't feel that he was wasting his resources. His own father had the ability to kill the God of Creation, so as to create a new world. The soul of the world god used to create weapons that turned waste into treasure.
Sodaun continued: "Not only is this a waste of this powerful weapon, but it will also affect your actual combat performance. Find a magic weapon whose soul wavelength matches yours. I believe the result will be much better... Soul Eater , there should be someone in your family who can also transform into a sickle form, right?"
"Yes, yes...but my family plays music, so it would be difficult to convince them to come to the Wushu Academy." Or should it be?
It should be said that Soul Eater himself fled music before joining Death Martial Arts.
"Well, there are always solutions to problems..." Sodaun pondered.
"Ahem, Teacher Sodaun, thank you for your kindness, but I have no plans to change weapons." Jadis interrupted, "People have to have some ideals, and I don't believe I will never need this thing in my life~!"
"Really... That's such a pity." Sodaun stared at the weapon in Jatis' hand.
Majia said with a face: "Teacher, your selfishness has been exposed."
"Haha~ Is it so obvious?" As long as Jatis changes to a new weapon, Sodaun can study the eliminated products. "But, Jatis, find a magic weapon whose soul wavelength matches yours. It is a fact that your cultivation on the soul level is very helpful."
Jatis said helplessly: "I can't even see souls with my naked eyes, how do I know whose soul wavelength matches mine?"
It would be better to say that he only learned about soul wavelength from textbooks and had never felt the existence of this thing personally.
Majia pondered: "In the end, did this become a question of which came first, the chicken or the egg?"
"No, did you forget a magic weapon?" Soul Eater was often a fool, but he was not pure enough, and sometimes he had a flash of inspiration.
"Are you referring to...?" Sodaun showed a disgusted expression.
Soul Eater nodded and said, "Yes, it is the legendary weapon that matches the wavelength of everyone's soul."
》》》》》》
"Who are you?" A strange creature with a long and slender face, all white body, dressed as an ancient nobleman, asked Jatis.
Jatis could only reply: "I am Jatis——"
"——I am the Holy Sword-Excalibur. My legend began in the 12th century and is well-known to every household." The Holy Sword pointed at Jatis's nose with his cane.
Jatis said angrily: "Don't point your cane at people, it's very rude."
Holy Sword ignored Jatis's protest, turned around and walked around, asking in a confused manner: "Which number from '1 to '20 do you like?"
"15." Mom's number in the association is NO.XV.
The Holy Sword pointed the cane at Jatis's nose again and shouted: "Fool, you have no right to choose! My legend began in the 12th century!"
"..." Jatis' anger was building up, and he began to understand why Sodaun, Black Star, and the Son of Death showed such disgusting expressions when they heard that the Holy Sword was being invited.
"I am the most powerful weapon in the world. The craftsman who gets me can grow glowing wings, have the ability to move at high speed, and can cut through space with a swing of the sword." The Holy Sword took out a thick stack of weapons from nowhere. The paper was placed in Jatis's hand, "Although I, who is noble, great, and have left a legend in 12 years, accepted the invitation of the Death Martial Arts Master and came here, if you want to be my craftsman, you must first follow 1,000 things. , I have written the details on this report paper, please be sure to read it carefully."
"..." Jatis glanced at the terms on the first page of the report, closed his eyes, took a deep breath, turned to shout to Majia in the crowd, "Majia, please teach me your I must master the special skill of 'Demon Hunting'."
(Crack!) A dictionary came in response, smashing Jatis away and crashing into the tower hundreds of meters away like a cannonball.
"...That's it!" Holy Sword looked at the direction where the dictionary was flying, and its already big eyes widened even more.
A few minutes later, Jatis flew back with a large bloodstain on his clothes (he had healed himself with healing magic), and looked at the holy sword coldly: "Don't worry, that was my smelly old man just now. Someone seemed to call him ' The Demon God of Samlia is here... By the way, where did we just talk?"
"Uh... I try to speak as little as possible?" Shengjian saw what it means to be a fox and a tiger.
