After leaving the team, the adventurer ladies regretted it deeply-Chapter 487 - : 368. Lia seizes the "future"_2

Chapter 487: 368. Lia seizes the “future”_2

“Your half-baked swordsmanship is useless!”

Lia snorted.

Ultimately, the swordsmanship Lin Da was using had been taught to him by her and Isa—it was unheard of for an apprentice to defeat their master. Swordsmanship was a skill that required long-term practice and couldn’t be grasped instantaneously. The more one practiced, the stronger they became.

Lia acknowledged that her mind wasn’t as sharp as Lin Da’s, but when it came to swordsmanship, even with three more years of practice, Lin Da still wouldn’t be a match for her.

Moreover, she knew that Lin Da excelled at mid-range combat, with skills like Venom Magic Sphere, Dark Whip, and Forest Dragon’s Rage Fang being mid-range abilities. As long as she engaged in close-quarters combat and gave Lin Da no chance to cast spells, the scales of victory would steadily tip in her favor.

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Put simply, Lia’s strategy was relentless attack—even meaningless strikes were preferable to affording Lin Da any breathing room!

Due to Lin Da’s undue underestimation of her, he had already descended from the sky and landed on the ground. If he were to unfurl his Black Eagle Wings now, he would face the same dilemma he had against Abner. The moment he extended his wings would consume a great deal of magical power, leaving his defense weak.

Lia intended to seize this opportunity and force Lin Da to admit defeat in one go!

“ORA ORA ORA ORA!”

With a mighty battle cry, Lia swept her great sword in an upward strike followed by a vertical slash, then spun into a fiery whirlwind.

A warrior’s skills could evolve from the technique of swordplay, with activation times much faster than a Mage’s chanting, which inherently made Mages unsuited for close combat.

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Lin Da was forced by Lia to retreat repeatedly, drawing ever closer to the edge of the Arena.

Even if he had plenty of health points, falling off the stage would mean defeat all the same!

“Flaming Slash!”

Lia’s sword chopped down, and the tremendous force sent Lin Da flying.

Lin Da flew more than ten meters sideways, almost brushing the heads of the spectators.

The crowd screamed!

“But, it’s useless!”

This was the evasion route Lin Da had carefully planned!

Once outside the Arena, Lia wouldn’t be able to pursue, and he would have plenty of time to cast spells at leisure.

Lin Da looked calm, unfurling the Black Eagle Wings on his back and lightly flapping them to arrest his backward momentum.

When he had accepted this match, he had already arrived at the conclusion that he would certainly win after meticulous thought. If he weren’t confident, why would he accept Lia’s challenge while injured?

With the Black Eagle Wings, Lin Da completely disregarded the need for solid ground.

Ultimately, this was a victory for “rationality.” He could use this match as an opportunity to give Lia a lesson and have her correct her impulsive tendencies.

“Hm?”

Suddenly, Lin Da paused his thoughts.

A fiery red dot hurtled toward him.

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In the reflection in Lin Da’s pupils, a point of flame burned vigorously, as if half the sky had been dyed orange-red.

Lia had taken a desperate leap, jumping off the Arena!

But without wings, Lia couldn’t change direction in mid-air. She couldn’t predict where unfurling her wings would take her. If she wasn’t positioned correctly, all Lin Da had to do was watch from the air as Lia would plummet below, automatically losing the match.

It was an extremely risky move!

Yet Lia’s all-or-nothing gamble was like a hammer striking the already tilting scales of victory.

A faint glimmer of hope appeared in a match that was supposed to be lost.

“This girl…!”

The scene was beyond Lin Da’s expectations. Lia had leveled up during the fight, grasped a Rare Technique, abandoned the Arena, and charged out—these unpredictable factors combined into the image now flying towards him: a red-haired girl wielding a great sword.

“Dark Whip,”

Just as Lin Da was about to activate his skills, a great sword flew straight towards him, distracting him enough to block.

In the next instant, a fist engulfed in explosive flames suddenly closed in.

Lin Da took a punch to the stomach and felt a surge of acid rush up his throat.

However.

The victor of the match was still him!

Lia’s punch hadn’t knocked him out. He spread his wings and soared into the sky, causing Lia, with nowhere to push off from, to fall downwards.

But, in another twist of fate,

Lia, with an indignant look on her face, grabbed onto his trousers and used him as a springboard to frantically climb upward.

Lin Da shouted angrily, “Get off!”

He prepared to unleash Venom Eruption at Lia, intent on knocking her down.

But Lia, with vicious determination, opened her mouth wide, her sharp little canines gleaming coldly as she bit into the soft flesh on the inside of his thigh!

Ssss—

Lin Da sucked in a breath of cold air.

Thankfully, he could withstand the pain. His right palm formed a tiny purple Array aimed at Lia’s head…

It seemed Lia realized this was useless as her expression hesitated for a moment.

Under Lin Da’s terrifying glare as if he wished to murder her, she reached out for what she saw as a “handle” on the “plank” that was Lin Da.

A little squeeze, it should be fine.

Lia estimated she used about fifty percent of her strength.

In that instant,

numerous men in the audience saw Lin Da’s ghastly pale face.

How much pain must a 34-level Fire Swordmaster endure when his “doorknob” is seized?

The extent of Lin Da’s agony was clear as he plummeted straight from the sky, powerless to resist.

Sympathy stirred within everyone’s hearts.

…

“Wah!”

“Everyone, get out of the way!”

“Someone’s going to die!”

In the back rows of the spectator seats, people panicked and ran, leaving behind a mess of chairs.

Boom!

Lin Da and his company hit the ground, raising a cloud of dust.

The adventurers encircling them wore faces filled with shock and uncertainty.

They fell out of the arena?

So… who won?

From the VIP seats, Rocher and others of the Moon Rank unfurled their wings and flew in the sky to observe the situation.

The host Kami frantically urged the hot air balloon, wailing, “What, what is going on? A reversal, a massive reversal! Will Lin Da be unable to have children after this? Even if he wins the contest, has he lost in life???”

The recent scene was vividly displayed on the big screen. Everyone could see how Lia had grabbed the “doorknob.”

“This Lia… bastard!”

“Kill her.”

“Wuu, Lord Captain…”

In the players’ resting area, Lulu, Tasya, and Monica, their eyes filled with anger towards Lia.

The contest is the contest, but why did you grab Lin Da’s that thing?

If anything happened to Lin Da, his teammates certainly wouldn’t let Lia off the hook!

Also filled with indignant anger were Lin Da’s fan members.

Ninety percent were female, and the remaining ten percent were male adventurers with ulterior motives.

Heartbroken, they squeezed through the crowd to confirm Lin Da’s safety.

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Lin Da was ashen-faced, feeling nothing but intermittent stabbing pain below his waist as he lay on the ground, questioning his existence.

And Lia clung to him like an octopus, her small face still racked with terror, not yet recovered from the battle.

“Get off me, you’re causing me pain,” Lin Da said coldly.

Only then did Lia come back to her senses, propped herself on Lin Da’s chest, and struggled to her feet.

The sour pain in her limbs made every movement of Lia’s exceedingly difficult, her face puzzled as she looked around at the bustling crowd.

Realizing that she was on top of Lin Da, Lia’s face changed with embarrassment as she awkwardly jumped to the side.

Lin Da stood up, receiving treatment from two priestesses brought in by the Adventurers’ Guild.

The priestesses’ hands released a milky white Holy Light, targeting Lin Da’s injured area, as the warm Healing Spell flowed in.

The biggest difference between [Healing Spell] and [Healing Art] is that the former barely restores health points but can aid in healing wounds.

Soon enough, Lin Da felt the pain notably diminish.

The area pushed down like a dented pipe was “thumped and patted” and mended by the magic power of the priestesses.

During the healing, Lia wore a face full of guilt, wanting to apologize but too embarrassed to do so. Lulu and the others stared at her with eyes like one would look at an enemy.

“I believe there should be no major issues now. If you feel discomfort during your future use, please contact us at the address on this card,” said the priestess with golden ponytail, kindly smiling as she handed Lin Da a business card between her fingers.

Lin Da, not taking any chances, quickly accepted it.

The crowd also breathed a sigh of relief.

But coming back to it…

How should the outcome of this match be judged?

Both Lin Da and Lia had fallen out of the Arena, forfeiting their eligibility to continue the match.

According to their wager, the victor could make a request of the loser.

Even though there was no prize money for this exhibition match, a “request” from a Star-ranked adventurer was still a valuable spoil of war.

A cascade of inquiring glances fell upon the pair.