Perhaps because of Cong Yu's warning, Etzel still managed to raise her gun and block the attack, though the thunderous clash sent her flying.
She and the white metal warhorse beneath her were flung away in different directions.
"What?"
As Etzel flew backward, she muttered to herself, belatedly realizing something. "Isn't this like the Jormungandr Train?!"
But she had no time to think of a countermeasure. She could only struggle to regain her balance in the distant sky and wait for the black warhorse to come catch her atop black flames.
While Etzel stirred her magic power and tried desperately to stop herself from being hurled backward, Miss Chi You stood beside Cong Yu without any hurry.
She looked somewhat displeased as she complained, "Cong Yu, you even warned her... Are you playing favorites?"
Cong Yu smiled at Miss Chi You's words, pressing his hands together. "Aren't you going to fight me later?"
"I'm hoping Etzel can force out your trump cards and clear away some obstacles for me. Of course, it'd be even better if she won."
"If she loses, and I win and take the championship, then I can count her as having contributed a third of the credit for it."
Miss Chi You laughed instead at Cong Yu's words. "I won't lose. If I do lose..."
Having said that, Miss Chi You suddenly fell silent.
The smile faded from her face. The colors in her eyes flickered and struggled wildly before gradually settling down, and her smile returned—
"Then you can be the Monster Emperor!"
Miss Chi You declared confidently, her figure flickering before vanishing from the spot...
When she reappeared, she was already directly above Etzel.
Before Etzel could steady herself in midair, the spear-halberd in Chi You's hand tore through the air and plunged straight