Mischievous Lolita in the Doll

"You bastard! How dare you seduce Junior Sister! I'm going to..." The boy pointed at Mir, wanting to say he wanted to fight him one-on-one, but remembering the guy's performance on the field just now, he shamefully chickened out.

"Huh?" Mil picked his nose, casually crumpled the steel armrest of the sofa into a ball, and asked, "Is there something you're unhappy about with me?"

"I'm sorry, it was my fault." Faced with Mir's tyranny, the boy promptly bowed at a ninety-degree angle.

Mil nodded, giving him a "you're teachable" look. He liked dealing with people who followed their hearts; it made talking less tiring.

"Damn it, what are you chickening out for? There are so many of us!" A girl behind him waved her fist in dissatisfaction.

"Shut up! You just made a prediction that you're destined to lose." The boy who admitted defeat gave him a knowing look.

Violet rubbed her forehead and said helplessly to Grey, "So, little sister, you came here just to say that Mill is handsome?"

Violet wasn't short, and looked like a mature older sister, while Grey was petite and cute, so calling her "little sister" didn't feel out of place at all, even though she didn't even know if she was older than Grey.

"Yeah, yeah!" The pink-haired girl nodded repeatedly. "Oh, right, I also need to ask what abilities the contestants from your school have, so that it will be easier for me to fight them when I encounter them."

Is this girl out of her mind? That's everyone's opinion. Who goes up to someone and asks about their abilities? Doesn't this child know how impolite that is? How can there be such a person in this world?

Thinking of this, everyone in the special class turned their attention to Mir.

Well, there are indeed people like that in this world.

These two are a match made in heaven! One's asking for trouble, the other's completely clueless.

Chapter 168 Let's go have barbecue tonight!

In the special class lounge of the American Morning Star Academy, the pink-haired girl named Grey refused to leave and insisted on staying there, and a large group of boys and girls followed suit.

Mil almost tore the door down to kick them out. He wouldn't have any problem with one person staying here, but what are all these people trying to do?

However, Velves was stopped by Ula, who was petting a cat. It would be bad for the reputation of the American Morning Star Academy if he were to beat up a student from another school here.

However, Carlo and his friends deliberately occupied the sofas and chairs, making their meaning clear: if you want to stay here, then just stand there.

After all, these guys came with ill intentions from the start, so they naturally wouldn't give them a friendly look.

The pink-haired girl seemed to have developed a great interest in Mir, and very rudely pushed Xia Ye aside to sit next to Mir. If Xia Ye hadn't been unable to beat her, she probably would have slapped her.

"Hey~ what race are you? Why are you so strong? Are you the same race as me?" Grey kept asking Mill, bringing her face close to his.

"First, tell me what your race is."

"No, tell me your race first."

"I am a member of the Puppet Clan."

"That's a lie! I've never even heard of it."

Just as the two were debating what race they were, the match on stage seemed to have ended, and Xiao Lu took the microphone and began to read out the list of players for the next match.

"The next match will be between Carlo from Michuyu Academy and Ashia from Michuyu Academy."

Upon hearing the name of the player to be played in the next match, Xia Ye and Mir frowned in unison, inwardly complaining that this guy, as a referee, could even mispronounce the name of a student; her name was clearly Amiya.

However… Mil glanced at the eager Carlo. Why are these few competitions revolving around the same few academies? There are dozens of participating academies, for goodness' sake! What's the point of constantly instigating internal strife? Why are these few schools ranked so high? If this were a novel, it would be considered that the author was too lazy to write anything else. This kind of passive resistance is simply unforgivable!

Mil's expression gradually turned serious; this was a very serious problem.

However, he still had to cheer on his companions. Mir gave Carlo a thumbs up: "Don't lose to that big-haired elf!"

"Yeah, don't worry." Carlo's expression was full of confidence, clearly not believing he would lose. After all, everyone in their special class was exceptionally strong and had a wealth of combat experience, far surpassing the student council president who looked like a bookworm.

Carlo could already foresee his victory; he had even planned out how he would celebrate.

Carlo, with his back to Mil and the others, leaned back and said, "Let's go for barbecue tonight!"

Mil: "..."

Mil's hand froze in mid-air, and for some reason he had a feeling that this kid was doomed to lose.

In short, Carlo walked onto the stage amidst the complex feelings of his companions and their extreme insecurity about him, and provocatively beckoned to the elven girl in front of him whose forehead was shining.

Ashia was so angry at his action that she wanted to smash his head into a pig's head right then and there.

"Then, the match begins!" Gunshots rang out again, and a plane crashed down, hitting Xiaolu.

Ashia: "..."

Carlo: "..."

The audience: "..."

Little Lu, who had been hit by the plane, slowly crawled out from under it, now covered in dust and dirt.

This gun is definitely poisoned! I'm not loading it next time!

The plane door opened, and a middle-aged man stepped out, angrily shouting, "Who is it? Who's so inconsiderate as to fire shots into the sky?"

Eileen, sitting at the highest point, frowned. This competition couldn't be ruined by such a bizarre incident.

Eileen muttered something, and the man who stepped out of the plane disappeared along with his aircraft.

Nodding to Xiao Lu (censored) who was looking at her gratefully, Eileen signaled for the game to continue. She pretended to be nonchalant and looked around aimlessly, but just then she saw the pink-haired girl from the Jiali Shield Academy whispering something intimately to Mil. Eileen's face darkened again.

Is this old man's apprentice trying to kidnap her child?

Eileen glared angrily at the old man beside her, only to be met with an innocent look from him. He didn't understand what he had done to offend Eileen. Could it be that it was her period, a woman's period every month? But that didn't make sense. A person with superpowers shouldn't have that kind of thing. It seemed that she was just going through a late menopause.

Eileen had no idea what the old man was thinking, otherwise she would have beaten him half to death. How could such a young girl like her say that menopause was coming late?

Although she was furious that the pink-haired girl had lured her shelled daughter away, Eileen didn't act rashly, otherwise the old man might not be happy. But she kept her eyes on the pink-haired girl the whole time, and didn't even pay attention to the competition.

In short, let's return our focus to the stage. As soon as the match started, Ashia immediately pulled out a few seeds from her person. Although the use of magical items was not allowed in the match, her elven racial talent still allowed ordinary plants to temporarily grow into a form that could help her fight. The elf in the first match is not a reference; he was an exception and an oddball.

After the seed landed, it quickly grew into several thick vines. These were real vines, unlike the tentacle monsters summoned by that burly elf. Hers were much more proper.

The vines quickly wrapped around Carlo, who calmly charged forward with his bare hands. To an unsuspecting observer, his actions looked like surrendering and walking into a trap. However, Carlo's ability required contact to activate, and his magical artifacts could not be used in this match.

The vines wrapped around Carlo, but they began to harden at a visible speed. After all, no matter how much these vines were enhanced, they were still essentially grown from ordinary seeds, and their spiritual density was not as high as Carlo's own. After freezing the vines, Carlo forcefully wrapped them around himself. As soon as the magic broke free, the vines shattered.

“That’s not enough,” Carlo said with a helpless expression.

Awesome! I've wanted to say that line for ages!

Ashia gave him a disdainful shrug.

Carlo rushed over and closed the distance with Ashia. Ashia did not distance herself again and immediately engaged him in close combat. However, Carlo clearly had the advantage, since he could freeze part of Ashia whenever he touched her. However, he was careful and only froze Ashia's clothes to restrict her movement.

This put Ashia in an awkward situation. She didn't dare to move the parts of her clothes that were frozen in place, because if she accidentally let them burst open, it would be terrible. She didn't want to give away her "fan service" in public.

However, it seems that many female viewers and Chinese fans were excited about Ashia's predicament.

Just when everyone thought Carlo had won, an unexpected event occurred.

Chapter 169 The Woman Chosen by the Sun (laughs)

The sun was scorching hot today, so hot that the audience on stage dared not even look up at the sky. Their eyes were also burning and they could barely open them. Although the weather was so drowsy, it did not dampen their enthusiasm for watching the game.

In such weather, certain abilities may be enhanced or weakened, and Ashia, who is currently fighting Carlo, clearly has a significant advantage in this weather.

When Carlo saw Ashia's embarrassed state, he was already planning to gentlemanly ask her to leave the stage. Although he was a homebody, he was definitely the kind of pure-hearted homebody. Seeing the girl in such an embarrassing situation, he couldn't bring himself to continue. But just as he was about to carry Ashia off the stage, an accident happened.

As Asya lowered her head, a beam of bright light refracted directly from her forehead onto Carlo's face, and Carlo immediately felt a bright white light before his eyes.

"Ah! I'm blind!" Carlo cried out in pain, covering his eyes and rolling around on the ground.

The reflected light didn't stop after attacking Carlo; it reflected directly onto the stands, illuminating many spectators in an unnatural way and causing chaos in the audience.

"Holy crap! What kind of ability is that?"

"Ah! I'm blind! You've blinded me!"

"This elf's abilities are truly terrifying."

"Such intense light! This level is almost at C-grade, isn't it?"

"Could this woman be a woman blessed by the sun?"

……

Ashia watched all this awkwardly. Could she really say she hadn't even used her abilities? Would everyone believe it was just an accident? And that last one, even a C-rank wouldn't be this weak! This is the power of science!

(This is beyond science!)

However, she still took the opportunity to kick Carlo off the stage. She didn't treat Carlo as gently as Carlo treated her, after all, he made sure she couldn't wear her clothes for the next few days, and she would have to change into another outfit when she got back, and she would also have to be careful not to tear her clothes on the way back.

In short, Ashia won the match thanks to the weather, which is commendable.

"Ahem, then I declare Ashia the winner!" Xiaolu announced somewhat awkwardly, after all, Carlo was a student in her class, and it was really too embarrassing for him to lose.

The audience erupted in thunderous applause. They had no choice but to be impressed. The arena was surrounded by a defensive barrier set up by a B-rank ability user, yet this elven girl had managed to ignore it and attack the audience directly. It was terrifying!

The audience on stage had gradually regained their vision, but look at Carlo, who was still rolling on the ground covering his eyes after being hit at close range. This was enough to show how powerful the move was.

After Xiaolu announced the results of the competition, Ashiya covered her face and ran away in embarrassment. It was just too embarrassing!

Seeing Carlo still rolling on the ground with his eyes covered, Xiaolu waved for two medical staff to carry him away and then announced the halftime break.

The audience members left the venue one by one under the teachers' guidance. No matter how attractive the competition was, they couldn't skip eating.

Mil and the others waited in their lounge for a while, while Gray, seeing that they weren't leaving, naturally didn't want to leave either, so she stayed there with a group of teenagers who were glaring at Mil with murderous intent.

A short while later, two medical staff members helped Carlo, whose glasses were bandaged, over. Carlo touched around and sat down on a sofa.

Seeing his companion's miserable state, Sack immediately asked with concern, "Holy crap! Are you blind?"

"Get lost! Who's blind? I'm just temporarily blind." Carlo seemed a little disappointed. After all, he didn't think he would lose until that mysterious beam of light appeared. It seems he was too complacent. He didn't even prepare for the powerful moves that others had hidden. He shouldn't underestimate anyone in the future.

Unlike those who like to think in terms of magic, Xia Ye knew exactly what had just happened, but she was still too embarrassed to say it at this time. After all, it would be quite a blow to a genius to have a C-level ability user temporarily blinded by the light reflected from someone else's forehead.

Sack went over and helped Carlo up: "Come on, it's mealtime, I'll feed you."

Carlo almost threw up when he heard that. What's with this guy feeding me? Give me a cute girl, please! Although we can't see her right now…

"Roar! Let's eat!" Ula finally stopped being obsessed with petting the cat and let out a roar like a gorilla, taking the lead to clear a path for the group. The students who had been pushed aside by him swallowed their curses when they saw that it was this tough guy.

When Grey saw Mill go to eat, she followed him. She was very curious about this guy whose strength was comparable to hers, and she really wanted to find out if he was of the same race as her.

Seeing that their junior sister was still "unwavering" to this guy, the boys and girls from the Jiali Shield Academy all gritted their teeth and looked at Mir, then continued to follow behind him.

You can forget about doing anything to our Jiali Shield Academy's mascot!

Suddenly, Mil felt his pocket start shaking violently. Needless to say, it was the communication crystal again, but this new version of the crystal was set to super-strong vibration mode, so Mil was also shaken by it. The violent shaking of his waist back and forth was hardly an elegant sight, especially since Xia Ye was standing in front of him.