Sapphire Flickered with an Ominous Red Light

Hearing this, Aristo was stunned.

The area around the training ground suddenly became noisy.

The apprentices were whispering, and it was basically an argument about whether they were optimistic or not, and who would win and who would lose.

Ernie, Klar and the other seven members of Witcher Company suddenly changed from negative to excited.

In Kaer Morhen, perhaps except for a few people such as Vesemir, they are the only ones who know the magic and power of Ailin.

Even Vesemir has never understood some aspects of Ailin's true strength.

for example.

Like a divine revelation, the understanding of skills suddenly rose to a new level, a special phenomenon they named "Witcher's Eye Gaze".

This is closely connected with the group leader Ailin.

In the first half of this year, seven people tried countless times to trigger this effect when Ailin was not Kaer Morhen.

They even united and asked Master Aristo to take them to hunt rare monsters such as demon spirits and Foglet around Kaer Morhen.

They didn't know how many common monsters like water ghosts they had killed.

Not once!

No matter how high-level the monsters hunted were, they never triggered the "Gaze of the Demon Hunting Eyes" again.

This makes the image of Ailin in their hearts become more mysterious and powerful in the past six months despite repeated failures.

If it weren't for this self-guided strategy.

How could a group leader of their own age who had been away far longer than he stayed make them believe so much.

She was even willing to spontaneously defend him and speak for him at that embarrassing moment just now.

therefore.

While the other demon hunter apprentices were still doubting, Ernie, Klar and other seven people had firmly believed that the final winner must be their leader Ailin.

But at this time, they were not in a hurry to refute, as there were doubtful voices coming from around them.

Instead, with a sense of superiority like a prophet, he watched the commotion among the apprentices with a cold eye and wrote down some of the faces.

certainly.

These faces represent only a tiny fraction of the apprentice population.

The effect of Drowner Heart Essence Fluid on improving the survival rate of Trial of Grasses, the reform of the Trial of the Mountains, which had a very high mortality rate, and the superior effects of Sword Oil, new seals and potions in actual combat, etc., Ailin has too many traces on Kaer Morhen.

Since that apprenticeship of demon hunters, all subsequent generations have been beneficiaries of the existence of Ailin.

Just more or less.

It is precisely because of these traces.

Although most apprentices have never enjoyed the "eyes of the demon hunter", they all feel good and grateful to Ailin, a senior who has never been masked.

otherwise.

The apprentices, who are only two or three years apart in age from Ailin, are all at a competitive age.

Having just heard the words that slandered Ailin, it was impossible to avoid them deliberately. They just relied on eye contact with each other.

certainly.

There must also be voices of deliberate denial, encouragement, and jealousy.

All living beings are diverse.

As long as the forest is big, there are all kinds of birds.

Vesemir felt relieved after hearing Ailin's declaration of counterattack.

"Yes, drinking Giant Ghoul Decoction and the blizzard is not enough now. As long as Ailin proposes it, Aristo will definitely not refuse." He thought to himself.

But it took several seconds.

Vesemir found that Ailin had no tendency to walk towards the sidelines at all.

"What's going on?"

"What are Ailin thinking about?"

Aristo was also thinking about this issue after being stunned.

Is it possible that when fighting him, the young man with a young face on the opposite side actually had the thought to preserve his strength?

Thinking of this, the anger of being underestimated suddenly surged from the heart to the brain.

"Hmph~" Aristo snorted coldly, "Then let's try..."

The words have not yet finished.

Aristo stepped on the ground suddenly, like a tiger enraged by its prey descending the mountain, carrying the howling mountain wind and rushing towards Ailin again.

The ferocious and angry face quickly enlarged in Ailin's blue pupils.

This speed is much faster than what Aristo showed in the last round.

The distance of at least twenty meters between the two demon hunters was almost passed by in a flash of lightning.

However, although he appeared extremely angry on the surface, Aristo was extremely calm in his heart.

Although Ailin's words are too arrogant.

But judging from his past resume, he has the ability to surprise Aristo.

Potions, props, seals, sword skills...

Where is his confidence?

The brain works quickly, thinking.

The dark golden Cat Eyes looked back and forth at the knees, abdomen, wrists and shoulders, unwilling to let go of the slightest change.

"Shua——"

The sound of the wind was like a ghost, whistling in my ears.

Aristo has already passed half the distance and has not found anything special yet.

Facing his unstoppable charge, his opponent was like a demon hunter who had just come down the mountain and was frightened when he saw the demon spirit. He remained motionless on the spot.

"Ailin, is this kid bragging?"

A thought flashed through my mind quickly and disappeared quickly.

He did not believe that the demon hunter who was so praised by Vesemir would be the same waste as his apprentice Sali.

Countless guesses and countermeasures were sifted through my mind in a very short period of time.

A certain moment.

Aristo had a flash of inspiration.

"Is it possible that this kid needs time to build up his confidence?"

When this idea came up, Aristo's eyes suddenly lit up.

Yes.

Thinking of Ice Lance Spell's chanting process, which was a long process compared to ordinary seals, Aristo consciously found the key.

The force under his feet increased again, and the speed that was already like an afterimage accelerated again.

Due to this huge force, the sandy ground of the training ground was lifted up.

Small pieces shot out to the rear, and then quickly turned into misty smoke due to uneven air resistance in mid-air.

Extraordinary momentum.

Although I really want to see what Ailin's confidence is, he acts too arrogant.

He even thought about saving a hand for him.

Thinking of the careless expression on Ailin's face after his reminder, Aristo became extremely angry.

At this moment.

He has rushed within five steps of Ailin.

"You lost, Ailin!"

Taking advantage of the huge inertia of rushing straight away, Aristo's front toes just lightly tapped the ground.

The whole person was like a tornado full of energy, whistling and spinning with the fierce wind.

Just during the first rotation.

"Bang!"

The tip of the steel sword had pierced the air and emitted a sonic boom, and the chaotic air flow wrapped around the sword body.

Look past.

It was as if the hard steel was twisting due to the difficulty of supporting such force.

And this is only the first time he spins.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

Two consecutive steps and two spins.

Due to the fierce friction with the air, the tip of the sword even glowed faintly red, like a soldering iron heated red by a blazing flame.

This is a unique skill that Aristo and School of the Wolf Two-Handed Sword are proud of - Spinning Slash.

once.

He relied on this unique skill to kill his first large monster, the Fork-tailed Dragon.

But at that time, he could only take one step and spin twice.

Now as we grow older, our physical fitness is no longer as fast as it was when we were young, but the improvement in skills brought by time is immeasurable.

Actually.

Even the current three-step and three-turn body is still not his limit.

But he couldn't improve it any further. The ordinary Quen Shield couldn't block his attack. He was afraid that he wouldn't be able to hold back.

Although the demon hunter in front of me is a little unhappy now, Aristo has no intention of killing him.

"Whoops——"

Amid the explosion, the tip of the long sword was already covered in a layer of hazy white mist that glowed red.

Cutting through the air, he suddenly chopped off his head.

The last one turned around, Aristo, and quickly looked into Ailin's eyes, ready to control his strength and deflect the sword's direction at any time.

He originally thought that when Ailin saw this sword coming down, not to mention fear, at least he would panic subconsciously.

but.

When his eyes touched the blue Cat Eyes, he found that it was even calmer than the Killer Lake under the towering snow-capped mountains. Gu Bo was not surprised.

Why?

Aristo was stunned for a moment, feeling incredible.

But the slashing sword did not stop.

The strong wind of mist wrapped in the sword had already taken the lead, blowing Ailin's hair away and scattering it behind him.

Then...

Just when the tip of the long sword was less than one meter away from Ailin...

Aristo saw a red light suddenly light up in the blue pupils.

When he thought it was some kind of illusion and was ready to deflect the tip of the sword...

"Boom——"

A coercion stronger than that of a fork-tailed dragon suddenly burst out from in front of him. The strong sense of crisis made Aristo's hair stand on end. Adrenaline was secreted, and his heart subconsciously pumped a large amount of blood.

The power of the long sword held in both hands suddenly increased a bit.

Not good!

When Aristo came back to his senses, there was no time to think about where the sudden strong pressure came from.

The long sword that made a roaring sound was unstoppable and hit the childish demon hunter in front of him at a speed that even he could not control, as if he was desperately trying to destroy everything in front of the sword.

By the time Aristo wanted to take control, it was already too late.

But...

Do you really need him to control it?

"Buzz~"

School Emblem on the chest was shaking crazily.

A giant giant monster with golden hair suddenly appeared in front of him.

Compared with it, Aristo feels like he is just an ant.

"Yir..."

The moment he saw the giant monster, everything in the world seemed to resonate with a strange roar.

Majestic.

The next moment.

The illusion is not over yet.

A huge force like an avalanche distorted the air and suddenly rolled over in front of him.

Aristo only subconsciously resisted for a moment, and was instantly bounced back into the smoke and dust he brought when he came.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

After two consecutive steps and another spin, he released the force and his own Spinning Slash inertia.

Before Aristo could wave away the smoke and dust, he could see clearly what was happening.

"... ulr..."

Another weird roar sounded from very close.

Furious and barbaric.

The strong pressure also suddenly disappeared at the same time as the roar appeared.

But Aristo felt creepy instead, and a chill penetrated directly from the tailbone to the scalp.

The huge smoke and dust in front of me covered the sky and rolled up like waves, as if there was some terrible monster hiding in the fog that was about to appear.

"Damn it!" Feeling his heart trembling slightly, Aristo cursed in his heart, "Am I afraid?"

He wanted to deny this idea, but he had to face the strong sense of fragmentation and strangeness coming from everywhere in his body.

As if returning to the time when he was an ordinary demon hunter apprentice, Witcher Conclave fell apart, and a handful of people in the entire school were looking for a place to stay under the leadership of Chieftain Soyer.

But he didn't expect to encounter a terrifying and bloody dragon on the road.

Under the power of the dragon.

All the limbs and bones seemed to have their own thoughts, and the shame of not listening to his control was still fresh in his mind even after hundreds of years.

For many days after the red dragon was killed by the chief, he forced himself to stand in front of the giant dragon's terrifying head, which was twice as tall as his own body, and looked directly into its damned dragon eyes that exuded coercion.

Only then did he recover from the panic.

And now.

The disappeared pressure actually gave him a different feeling of fear.

"Ailin, what did you do?"

An idea flashed through my mind.

Aristo's nerves were tense to the extreme, and he could no longer bear the faint fear of confronting the unknown terror.

The magic power in the body flows rapidly.

Bend the middle finger of your right hand and push forward suddenly.

Alde Sign.

The strong fluctuations directly blew away the churning smoke and dust in front of him, revealing the empty brown ground, as well as the apprentice demon hunter who was caught off guard and had sand blown into his face in the distance, but still tried his best to open his eyes and look at the training ground.

Vesemir also stood there, looking at him in surprise.

"Where is Ailin?" Aristo was stunned for a moment.

The next moment.

"Phew!"

A violent sound of breaking through the air came from behind.

When did you run behind you?

Why can't I feel any movement?

The moment he heard the sound of breaking through the air, countless thoughts quickly flashed through his mind, but his body had no time to react, so he could only try his best to turn his head and look.

But before he could fully look back.

"Bang!"

The irresistible force directly hit the quadratus femoris muscle, shattering Aristo's Quen Shield.

The light golden magic glow flickers.

"Chi~"

Before the shield-shattering shock wave could erupt, Aristo was directly pulled out of the field by the force, piercing the roaring air and shooting straight towards Vesemir, whose eyes widened on the sidelines, like a sharp arrow.

The scenery on both sides passed quickly, forming afterimages.

When the force hit Quen Sign, it had actually retained its force and did not destroy Aristo's control of the body.

Therefore, he had the opportunity to adjust his body shape in mid-air and stop.

But the stubborn Aristo did not seize this opportunity. Instead, he adjusted his posture and tried his best to look back even if his center of gravity was completely unbalanced.

He wanted to know who had defeated him.

Without relying on any simple logical reasoning or subsequent inquiries, at this moment, he used his own eyes to see "him" for the first time——

The one who left him unaware, unable to fight back, and was defeated off guard.

then.

He saw it.

Under the thicker smoke and dust, it is difficult to distinguish the gray areas...

Sapphire, shining with an ominous red light of coquettish rage...