Something is wrong with Miss Witch

Bingxue Qing also jumped onto the duel field: "What I'm teaching you today is instinct."

"You may be wondering why we still use cold weapons when we have magic, a technology that can strike beyond visual range."

"No, I have no doubts." Lou Yue shook his head.

"No, you are confused." Bingxue Qing looked at Lou Yue indifferently.

Lou Yue swallowed and nodded: "Yes, I am confused."

"Because anything fired at a long distance is a bullet. Whether it's a fireball, or some other missile, or a ray."

"The time and distance it takes for them to be launched from the front of a witch and reach another witch. With our witches' speed, we can easily dodge and shake them off."

"Of course, if we use our consciousness to control it, we have a 99% chance of hitting the opponent. But how many spells can a witch cast in one second? It's impossible for us to control each spell one by one. A magic missile storm has almost a thousand missiles. Even if we were to die of exhaustion, we wouldn't be able to control it successfully."

"So, to offset the difference in speed and detection, we chose cold weapons. These cold weapons are extensions of our bodies, and we can wield them at will. The detection rate is basically 100%, and we can also interrupt the opponent's spellcasting process."

"If a witch is wearing magic resistance gear, the damage caused by a fireball hitting her is not 100%. However, the damage caused by our cold weapons hitting the witch's neck is 100%."

"Our speed is proportional to our cold weapons' speed. Our strength is proportional to our cold weapons' strength."

"So, I hope you understand. The moment the arrow is shot, everything is over. And when you swing the knife, everything begins."

Bingxue Qing looked at Lou Yue, "Do you understand?"

Lou Yue looked at Bingxue Qing thoughtfully, then shook her head again: "No."

Bingxue Qing didn't seem surprised by this result. She simply said, "That's why I asked you to take off your armor and feel it with your body."

This is absolutely retaliation, absolutely retaliation.

Lou Yue complained in his heart, didn’t I just use pink magic against you before?

As for that? As for that?

Well, maybe that’s true.

Lou Yue took a deep breath, and the tension in her heart finally subsided.

She muttered, "I'm not without a chance of winning."

"What did you say?" Bingxue Qing asked.

"Nothing?" Lou Yue summoned the magic wand and looked at Bingxue Qing: "I am already prepared."

Bingxue Qing nodded and threw a fireball towards Tianshan.

Lou Yue stared at the moment when the fireball landed on the ground.

She did not choose to release magic, but rolled on the ground.

The knife flashed across the place where she had just stood. If Lou Yue had not dodged, her head would have definitely fallen off.

And Lou Yue rolled on the ground again.

Taking advantage of the height difference between himself and Bingxue Qing, he began to steal the time to cast spells.

It only took a second for Lou Yue to release a magic spell.

Not Engine of Desire, not any other large-scale spell.

But it's powder flame!

Powder flames began to burn on the wand every time she rolled over and rubbed the wand against the ground.

Even on the ground, friction was constantly producing powder flames.

Lou Yue was like a nimble kitten, constantly rolling and dodging.

Bingxue Qing had no expression on her face, but her posture now was like that of an old farmer harvesting rice.

Bending over, he swung two knives continuously close to the ground.

But Lou Yue's body is very petite and she has many magic powers attached to her.

If he wanted to dodge, Bingxue Qing would definitely not be able to stop him.

The flames had already filled the venue.

Lou Yue once again dodged Bingxue Qing's attack with an idea.

The time has come!

She muttered something, and in an instant, with the help of the harmonious music, she cast a magic spell.

"Hole in the Wall Maze!"

Countless tall, tattered wooden boards form a huge maze, but there is a hole in the middle of each wall.

Looking through the cave entrance, Lou Yue's figure was clearly visible.

If you go through the cave, it will definitely be the most time-saving route.

But the corners of Bingxueqing's mouth twitched. There was absolutely no way she could get in.

The long knife in his hand swept across, destroying the wooden walls one by one.

However, every time a wooden wall is destroyed, it will be upgraded into a stronger wall.

From wooden walls to stone walls, to brick walls, and then to iron walls.

The flames grew more and more intense, and the turbulent flow of raging magical energy almost filled the surroundings.

Bingxue Qing silently chopped off a diamond wall.

The next thing that appeared was an obsidian wall, with tentacles like anemones wrapped around the cave entrance, attacking Bingxue Qing one after another.

Bingxue Qing chopped the tentacles into pieces with one blow.

But the fragments of the tentacles fell on the wall and soon turned into new anemones.

As Bingxue Qing chopped, the surroundings turned into an anemone forest.

Chapter 562: Gulp, it’s over.

Look at the tentacles flying around.

The corners of Bingxueqing's mouth twitched.

It was the first time she encountered such vile and despicable magic.

Moreover, it seemed like he had severely slapped his previous teaching in the face.

With two small short knives in her hands, she is really like a witch girl slaying goblins - asking for trouble.

Bingxue Qing thought about it and couldn't help but spit again.

The witches are becoming more and more corrupt.

The world is really in decline!

Thinking of this, Bingxue Qing took a deep breath.

She said calmly, "This magic is very good. It can buy you some time. But if you don't cast any magic, you will only waste time."

With a loud shout, magic surged.

The two daggers suddenly extended out an illusory blade of about a hundred meters. The six-ring spell ice storm was restrained on it, roaring and spinning continuously.

Bingxue Qing just spun around, and the surrounding maze was completely destroyed like fallen leaves swept away by autumn wind.

This time, Bingxue Qing did not waste a single bit of magic power.

The flames on the ground were also cleared away.

The walls of the caves did not regenerate or become harder.

The way these walls work is to draw on the dissipated magic power to replenish themselves.

That's why it becomes hard again and again.

But Lou Yue disappeared.

Bingxue Qing looked around vigilantly, not daring to release magic first.

In such a stalemate, whoever wavers first will reveal his flaws.

Whoever wins will lose.

Lou Yue hid in the dark and looked at Bingxue Qing.

"Oh no! I've been caught. I'm sure I'll be severely beaten."

Complaining, Lou Yue looked at Bingxue Qing.

Prepare to cast a small spell to launch a sneak attack or cheat.

But in just a moment, Bingxue Qing flashed to the opposite side of Lou Yue.

The handle of the knife hit Lou Yue's stomach hard.

"puff."

Lou Yue spat out a mouthful of blood and took the opportunity to cast a spell.

This spell is called Trojan Horse's Smash.

It can cause tons of physical and psychological damage.

Bingxue Qing's eyes twitched, and he swung his short knife horizontally.

This Trojan is just a broken pile of rubbish.

While Lou Yue wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to use magic, Bingxue Qing took advantage of the situation and beat Lou Yue severely.

After it was over, Lou Yue lay in the flowers and complained, "Sister, there's no need to do such a cruel thing, right? I feel like my body is paralyzed."

But Bingxue Qing just sat at the table and sipped his tea leisurely. "Although you were still defeated quickly, at least you have made progress. You are now able to release magic at the same frequency as my attacks."

"Although the timing isn't perfect, at least you have the courage. I've seen many witches think too much, which is why they waste their time."

Bingxue Qing said, "So as long as you seize the opportunity, just do it. If you do it, there's at least a 50% chance that it's right, but if you don't do it, it's definitely wrong."

Lou Yue complained: "If you do 50% of it, it might be wrong. If you don't do it, it's not wrong."

Bingxue Qing glanced at her and said, "Shall we continue practicing?"

Lou Yue got up in a hurry: "Forget it, forget it, let's just forget it. I'm afraid if the fight continues, I won't have the energy to leave."

"Would you like a massage?" Bingxue Qing said calmly, "After an intense battle, a massage can help relieve fatigue."

"Hmm." Lou Yue nervously grasped her chest: "Are you trying to take advantage of me?"

Bingxue Qing glanced at her and suspected that this guy's brain circuit was abnormal.

Lou Yue was offended by Bingxue Qing's gaze. She argued, "Usually, when a witch invites another witch for a massage, it means she's planning to take advantage of the other witch through skin-to-skin contact!"

"Ms. Lou Yue, you sound very skilled and knowledgeable."

"Because I have to be careful all the time!" Lou Yue complained: "I just drank a little yesterday, and so many rumors were spread. If I really went for a massage, there would be a big uproar."

Bingxue Qingxu looked at her with his eyes wide open: "So, are you going or not?"

"go with!"

Lou Yue pouted: "After all, Miss Bingxue Qing, if you want me to go so much."

Bingxue Qing shook his head without explaining.

However, he brought her to the massage chair.

"Ah, so it's this kind of thing." Lou Yue suddenly realized and patted his chest carefully.

"I really thought you were going to give me a massage yourself. I was mentally prepared for it to last a long time."

Lou Yue smiled and said, "If you had told me it was a massage chair, I wouldn't have refused."

Only you have such a dirty mind. Normally, witches would never think of so many things when they hear about massage.

Bingxue Qing sat on the massage chair and turned on the switch.

The machine was humming and Bingxueqing's body was shaking constantly.

Lou Yue also sat on the massage chair, feeling it carefully.

It is covered with a layer of fluffy fur, and sitting in it feels like falling into the arms of a bear.