Mischievous Lolita in the Doll

"What the hell is this?! Do they even want to continue the competition?!" Shouts and curses came from the audience.

"Now, let's watch the final duel between Mil from the Academy of Midsummer and Gray from the Academy of Galina. Who will be the ultimate victor? Let's wait and see."

After saying that, the stage began to rise higher and higher. After all, it was the final battle, so it had to be higher and more special, right?

The audience seating was also raised along with the venue, but the crowd, composed of seasoned veterans, calmed down after the brief commotion.

"Hahaha." Love, stroking his beard, laughed at Eileen from the highest stands. "I never expected the final battle to be between a junior from your own clan and your adopted son. Who do you think will win?"

"Hmph." Before Eileen could answer, the orangutan expressed its dissatisfaction, "These two juniors who rely too much on the advantages of their own race will suffer sooner or later because they don't pay attention to developing their abilities."

Eileen shook her head and said, "I don't know about that little girl, but Mir's abilities have been constantly being developed."

"Speaking of which, we still don't know what that kid's ability is. It's probably some kind of superpower," the fat man said, stuffing a whole bucket of popcorn into his mouth as he ate, his words muffled.

“This… is a superpower.” Eileen hesitated for a moment, but still decided to confirm this statement. Actually, she herself was not very sure how to classify Mir’s abilities, but Mir had always demonstrated superhuman abilities.

On the field, Grey got up and jumped a few times along the wall to the ten-meter-high platform, then waited for her opponent to come up.

Then she saw a ladder being placed up, and while she was still in a daze, Mill climbed up.

Jumping was too much trouble, so Mil stole an extra-long ladder from the repairman and climbed up.

Grey waved to stop Lou from waving the flag: "I need to say a few words to him before we start fighting."

Xiao Lu impatiently put down the flag, signaling her to speak quickly.

"What race are you? You must be a dragon! You must be!" Gray's eyes sparkled.

“No.” Mil seemed a little impatient. Why did this girl always care about other people’s races?

"Impossible!" Gray exclaimed incredulously. "How could there possibly be a race whose power rivals that of dragons!"

Mir chuckled at the time, thinking that the girl was too short-sighted, and that races with strength comparable to dragons were not uncommon.

"Let's start fighting."

"Wait!" Grey waved her hand again to stop Lucy from waving the flag. "I feel like I might not be able to beat you. Why don't you let me win?"

Grey blinked cutely, her feigned weakness about possibly losing was fake; the real reason was that she still didn't believe anyone in the world could be completely unmoved by something cute.

"Hehe." Mil opened his dead fish eyes: "Call me brother."

"dad."

Mir almost spat out a mouthful of blood. Could there really be such a shameless girl in the world? He could already feel the unfriendly looks from the onlookers.

"Just because you called me 'Dad,' I'll go easy on you," Mil said earnestly, though in his heart he was thinking about how to win respectably while appearing to be lenient.

"That bastard actually had the nerve to agree!"

"Damn it! Judging from that expression, he's definitely not going to let us off the hook!"

"That bastard! What a pity that such a lovely girl fell victim to his cruelty!"

At that moment, the people in the audience seemed to have completely forgotten how fierce the girl was, as if she had become a pure victim.

The loudest shouters were the "Grey supporters" that Carlo and his group brought to the lounge. Carlo and his group didn't even try to stop them. After all, Mil had taken advantage of such a cute girl, and since Mil wasn't as cute as the other girl, Mil was in the wrong!

"Do you have anything else to say?" Xiao Lu asked impatiently, confirming again.

"That's all!" ×2

“Very well, then—” Xiaolu raised the flag and then swung it down heavily: “The match begins!”

As the referee uttered his last word, the two simultaneously leaped up and disappeared from their original positions, reappearing in the center of the arena. Their arms were wrapped in magic as they simultaneously unleashed a punch.

Spectators at a great distance could clearly hear the sonic booms created when they swung their fists, and when their fists collided, a crater three or four meters deep appeared in the ground.

The two men who exchanged punches did not start yelling "Ora!" or "Muda!" at each other, but instead each took a step back to create distance.

“You really are a dragon, aren’t you?” Gray’s expression turned serious. “This power is something only dragons can possess.”

Love, sitting in the highest seat, noticed that his student's arm was trembling slightly, while the boy showed no signs of discomfort. It was clear that Mil had the upper hand in the previous punching exchange.

Mir looked somewhat helpless. What gave this girl such a strong sense of racial superiority? Although dragons have high attributes in various aspects, it doesn't mean they are superior to other races in every way! Even he understood this principle!

Fiery red flames began to appear around Grey, their color an unnatural red. She knew that she would not be able to defeat Mil if she did not go all out.

Arsonist: The Great Flamethrower

Gray unleashed a torrent of flames forward. She hadn't expected that simple flames could kill Mil; controlling powerful flames in combination with hand-to-hand combat was her specialty.

"Is this the arsonist? And he controls it so well? The red flames, who exactly is this child..." The blonde woman in the highest seat voiced the doubts of the others.

However, neither Eileen nor Love, who knew the details, intended to answer; they were focused on watching their child's (student's) match.

Grey originally wanted to use the flames to rush into the flames and defeat Mir, but after sensing Mir rushing towards her from within the flames, she had to abandon the idea of ​​actively rushing in and switch to defense.

Gray's flames did nothing to hinder Mil, not even slow him down. It was as if Mil was impervious to the heat, and he could clearly sense Gray's location.

Left with no other option, Grey clenched her fist to prepare for a counterattack. Just as she was about to strike forward, Mill burst forth from the flames. The flames dissipated around him, and Mill now resembled a raging Barsaka.

Chapter 184 I'll Give It to You When You Grow Up

Grey once again exchanged a punch with Mil. The strange flames surrounding her made her fight Mil, who was almost at full magical power, evenly matched. However, the cracks beneath their feet spread across almost the entire arena.

The audience was stunned by the pure violence of the two fighters. As ability users, unless they were strength-type ability users, they rarely paid attention to their physical strength. The fact that the two fighters on stage had reached the finals by using their own superhuman strength actually made these young people, who had always looked down on strength-type ability users, feel a little excited.

However, the girl and the boy seemed to have a high level of racial mystery, otherwise they wouldn't have been able to ignore certain attacks targeting mystery and advance all the way up.

This made these young men and women, who were in the prime of their youth, feel somewhat discouraged. Race is innate, and although they could increase their mystique later in life, they were already starting from a different point than others.

They both took a step back at the same time, neither of them rushing forward first. Instead, they adopted an observational approach of "if the enemy doesn't move, I won't move." This wasn't a clever move; they were simply adjusting their current situation.

Grey first adjusted her breathing, and seeing that Mill had no intention of rushing over, she pursed her lips and made an inhalation motion, and the flames burning on the field began to be absorbed into her mouth.

Mil didn't take this opportunity to attack Gray. Although he had just used magic to protect himself, his clothes were still burned to shreds. Fortunately, his joints weren't exposed in public, otherwise Eileen would have scolded him again.

Seeing the girl in front of him puff out her cheeks as if preparing to use some kind of powerful move, Mir quickly stuck his fingers into the ground, lifted up a large rock, and threw it at her, even using his ability to accelerate the rock.

But the girl had already used her attack at that moment.

Dragon's Breath

Blazing flames spewed from Gray's mouth, engulfing the entire arena and Mil. The barrier surrounding the arena automatically deployed to block this not-so-weak magic.

The audience members sitting opposite Gray's Breath instinctively leaned back, feeling that if it weren't for the barrier, the breath might have hit them directly.

"Huh? This child... is a dragon?" The blonde older sister looked at Eileen and Love in surprise.

"That kid's in trouble," Love said with a smile, stroking his beard.

“That’s not necessarily true.” Eileen also gave a meaningful smile.

Just when everyone thought the game was over, something unexpected happened: no one knew the "no vision, no damage" rule.

The entire arena began to shake, and everyone had the illusion that one side of the arena was tilting. But they quickly realized that this was not an illusion, because the arena really did tilt to one side, as if a large chunk of it had been cut off and fallen over!

Mir actually used magic combined with brute force to carry out such a terrifying demolition!

And the piece that was cut off was exactly where Grey was standing.

Grey ran frantically toward Mill's location, but found herself moving much slower than she had imagined.

Time Master: Slow Down

“I used it the moment I touched you, but it’s only being activated now.” As he spoke, Mir looked at his right hand.

Normally, only the main body can use this kind of controlled time bomb, but he actually succeeded just now. Does this mean that he can use the puppet body to use the main body's abilities even more?

Strive to achieve time-stop Euler in the future!

Mil's move not only shocked all the spectators so much that their eyes almost popped out, but even the big shots in the highest seats were all gaping, staring blankly at the large piece of the field that had fallen down and Grey that had been saved by Little Lu. Only Eileen remained calm, looking at the flames that had not yet dissipated on the field.

How was this unscientific operation accomplished? This was the thought of the audience, and Xia Ye only then gained a deeper understanding of Mil's terrifying strength.

"This kid..." Love's mouth dropped open. He knew that unless Gray turned back into her dragon form, it would be impossible for her to do such a thing. Moreover, although the protective barrier was not broken, he didn't know why it hadn't been triggered.

"Did you raise a Tyrannosaurus Rex?" Love turned to look at Eileen, only to find that she had disappeared at some point.

The flames that had smothered a large section of the field had now dissipated, revealing Eileen and Mil, who was wrapped in a robe by Eileen.

Although Mir himself was heat-resistant, his clothes were not! And ever since Eileen returned from the capital, she had not wanted Mir to be seen in public with his horrifying joints, so before the flames dissipated, she quickly took out a coat from her space and draped it over him.

"Then I declare the ultimate winner to be Mir from the American Morning Star Academy!"

As Xiao Lu made her announcement, the stunned audience members snapped out of their daze and gave her a warm round of applause.

Mil's final move was still too shocking for these inexperienced young people, and it fostered a desire in their hearts that "I will be like him in the future."

The stage and audience seats began to lower, and when they reached their lowest point, Grey, supported by Lulu, gave Mill a resentful look, as if to say, "What happened to your promise to go easy on me? I even called my dad! You big liar!"

Mir innocently said, "I actually did release some seawater..."

I don't believe you for a second!

Eileen glanced around and said in a voice that, though not loud, was loud enough for everyone to hear, "Everyone, please rest for three days. After three days, we will personally lead the top one hundred people to the ruins."

After saying that, Eileen disappeared with Mir, leaving behind only the murmuring audience and the teachers directing the exit.

"I knew that kid could do it!" Ula excitedly downed his beer in one gulp and threw it out the window.

He had previously encountered a very strong and lewd mysterious ability user, and was forced to stop in the top 100 in frustration.

"Ruins, huh..." Xia Ye looked at his hands.

Unlike their excitement, the boys and girls from Jiali Shield Academy almost fought them to the death... if it weren't for the intimidating presence of Ula's muscles radiating a philosophical aura.

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At Eileen's house, Mil, shirtless with a bunch of horrifying joints on his body, looked at Eileen with starry eyes full of anticipation. But now that his body was covered in grotesque joints, his expression seemed completely harmless.

"What's wrong?" Eileen asked Mir, puzzled.

“My bonus…” Mill’s starry eyes grew brighter and brighter.

“Oh, that.” Eileen turned her head away from Mir. “I’ll keep it for you for now, and I’ll give it to you when your true form grows up.”

Mir's expression gradually became distorted.

Chapter 185 Chef Mil's Culinary Lessons

Early in the morning, the sun had just risen. Milton truly understood what the book often described as "the sun shining on your bottom" meant.