The moment Artolis finished speaking, the audience burst into warm applause. It was based on the wonderful competition brought by the two players on the field, and it was also a congratulation to Artoris as the winner.
"..." He didn't look at him, perhaps because he couldn't accept such a result. He gritted his teeth and Delflenger's clenched fists trembled slightly.
Indeed, as a seasoned fourth-level warrior, Meilan's combat experience is obviously superior to Stanley's. Even if he gives in on the rules, he can still fight with Stanley inextricably, which is enough to prove this point.
Looking at the other party, various comforting words came to Artoris's mind, but when the words came to her lips, she didn't know how to say them. In fact, it is not that important to her whether she wins or loses in this competition. Being able to compete with enchanters of the same level, go all out and learn practical knowledge from them is enough for Atoris.
Although Stanley is the better player in this contest, it is undeniable that there is still a significant gap between them.
"I'm sorry, Master, that I couldn't win for you." The silence between the two parties on the stage was broken after Mei Lan and Stanley stepped out of the spiritual world and returned to reality.
Melan won the battle, but gave Delflenger a relative defeat.
"No, there is no need to blame yourself, you did a good job." For such a result, Melan, who thought he would be punished for it, was a little surprised the moment Delflenger spoke.
Glancing at the respectful and apologetic woman in front of him, Delflenger frowned but shook his head helplessly. As his eyes gradually moved up, and after meeting Artolis's gaze, the corners of Delflenger's mouth couldn't help but twitch.
"Yes, you won." Even though he was unwilling to do so, it was the fact. The rules were set by him, so Delflenger was naturally unhappy about losing to Atoris like this. But he is not a shameless hypocrite. If he loses, he loses. There is nothing to deny.
"Meilan, let's go!" He didn't want to say anything more, and he didn't care about the eyes of others. When Stanley, who came out of the spiritual world at the last step, approached Artolis, the two Delflengers had already arrived. The entrance to the laboratory.
There Delflenger stopped: "I acknowledge this result, but it is not an affirmation of your enchanting skills."
The other party said these words without looking back, and Artolis did not want to refute the other party's words. Indeed, she was just playing a little clever. The short-term secret pattern cannot take effect for a long time, and its role in actual combat can be said to be minimal. It will never be able to maintain the same attributes as in the spiritual world for a long time.
In comparison, Delflenger's mediocre enchantments and the void attributes he relies on are more suitable for actual combat, but in this aspect Artoris is inferior. Thinking of this, Artoris gradually lowered her head. Although she was not ashamed, she had nothing to show off.
Stanley lost and stood beside Artolis. His listless and frustrated state had not yet recovered. He just stared at the man and Mei Lan leaving step by step.
As the competition ended, the audience also left the venue one after another, leaving only the frustrated two people to deal with the aftermath. The silence between the two lasted for a long time. When Stanley recovered, his doubtful eyes couldn't help but cast his doubtful eyes on Artoris who was dealing with the enchantment residue.
"I wonder, Artolis, didn't you win? Why do you make it seem like we all lost?" Stanley was speechless.
"I said, the outcome of this competition doesn't matter to me." Manipulating the flames to refine the excess residue, Artoris replied calmly to Stanley's question.
"Something's wrong. If it were you in the past, you would be jumping up and down with joy."
After listening to Stanley's words, Artolis raised her head, and after meeting his serious eyes, she felt a little dumbfounded: "Your impression should be from the time of the competition. Don't tell me that if you win this competition, you can also get a big prize." As for the reward, as you said, I'm already jumping up and down. The problem is, this is just a simple competition of skills."
Artoris shrugged as she said this, seeming to indicate that her character had not changed due to the worldly experiences she had experienced in the past two years.
"Uh... what you said makes sense." Stanley was speechless for a moment, but he forgot that there was this problem.
"Although I lost to Mei Lan in the end, I am quite pleased to see that you can apply swordsmanship in actual combat, haha." Artolis laughed to herself twice, also to avoid silence, Artolis chose Bring the topic to Stanley.
"By the way, when did you master the eleventh move? I'm a little curious about this." Artolis knew that she had never taught the young man in front of her such a move, so she could only make the other party helpless. The teacher has mastered it, but that is the eleventh form.
After practicing swordsmanship for more than ten years, it took Artolis five years to comprehend the Holy Sword Intent alone. She could best understand the hardships she had experienced personally.
The sword is used by the sword holder, so the consciousness and level of the sword holder determines the level of the sword's intent. Momentum, energy, and light are all integrated into one. The ethereal sword intention that comes from nothing is like a gust of wind. You don't know when it will blow by, when it will be captured, and when it will be there when you need it. As your strength, dissolve the filth accumulated in your body and mind one by one.
"About three months ago..." He did not choose to avoid this question. Faced with Atoris's questions, Stanley took this opportunity to reveal his understanding to Atoris.
"Sure enough, this is not a complete sword intention." Listening to Stanley's description, Artoris gradually frowned. No wonder I felt a strange sense of disobedience when I saw that move, it was really like that.
"It may not be easy to understand just by describing it verbally." He walked to the door and turned off the lights in the room. The sky was getting dark, and the dim light shone through the gaps in the clouds, reflecting on the girl's face. The wind and snow outside have stopped, but the dusk ushering in at this time does not make people feel warm.
"There is no shortcut to the practice of sword intent. I will continue to guide you in the future. But compared to this, there are more important things to do now."
"Yeah!" Looking at Artoris's back, Stanley nodded seriously. He also understood this. Compared to Artoris, who has advanced in the swordsmanship to this day, he is still far behind. But he believes that one day he will catch up with her and go further and further on this path!
"so……"
"Let's eat first. My stomach is too empty to make sense."
"..."
