The Periodic Table of Words and Spirits at Hogwarts

Unlike the hot fight here, there was no movement at all in the half of the duel arena where Xu Lin and Zhang Qi were.

"I think it's time to start too, Auntie."

Seeing that the battle on the other side was over, Zhang Qi sighed softly, and then grabbed the sorting hat that was still twisting.

"laugh"!

A sword inlaid with a ruby ​​the size of a pigeon's egg was drawn from the hat. It was a typical Scottish broadsword, and the intricate patterns on the sword shone coldly in the sun.

"Look, Mr. Hilbert has drawn a sword"!

Mr. Bagman did a good job of stirring up the audience's emotions.

"Dumbledore, why was that sword drawn from the Sorting Hat"?

Fudge asked with some doubts.

"That's the relic of Mr. Godric Gryffindor, the legendary Gryffindor sword."

Hekmedia said with a smile, while quietly pushing the teacup away from him.

"My God, I thought all the relics of the four founders had disappeared, but I didn't expect that there would still be one left."

Fudge said in surprise.

"That should be because you didn't pay attention when you were in school. I think I used to play with this sword when I was in school here."

Hekmedia smiled and shook his head.

"Hey, boy, can you not be as naughty as your mother was? She likes to pull out the sword and plug it back in when she has nothing to do. I am a hat, not a violin"!

The Sorting Hat made a protest in dissatisfaction.

"There's no way. Whoever called Mr. Gryffindor designed it like this. He didn't pay me to build the scabbard."

Zhang Qi muttered, and then threw the Sorting Hat towards Dumbledore on the duel platform opposite.

The old man grabbed the hat speechlessly, then sighed and put it on the small table next to it.

"Scottish broadsword? This weapon is really heavy and suitable for head-to-head battles."

Xu Lin put her mace across her chest and narrowed her eyes slightly, trying to find the opponent's flaws.

"You worry too much, I actually don't use the two-handed sword very well."

Zhang Qi shook his head, and the Gryffindor sword in his hand suddenly changed shape like plasticine.

An ornately decorated ceremonial knife appeared in Zhang Qi's hands.

"This is more comfortable."

Zhang Qi waved the Tang Dao with a smile on his face, and finally nodded with great satisfaction.

"Oh? So let's start now".

Xu Lin also seemed to have some interest, and suddenly moved forward in unison, taking the lead in sweeping towards Zhang Qi's waist with the mace in her hand.

"clang"!

The two weapons collided fiercely, splashing countless sparks.

Zhang Qi held the blade face in his left hand and the hilt in his right hand, blocking Xu Lin's first blow in a blocking position!

Just now, the Tang knife was rapidly deformed by force under the heavy blow, but after the opponent's weapon left, it quickly rebounded to its original state, without any damage at all.

"Good quality"!

The mace in his left hand also swept across, Zhang Qi dodged back this time, and was able to dodge it, and then a sharp slash went straight to Xu Lin's right shoulder.

"clang"!

Gu Yu ≈ap;lt;/span≈ap;gt; Xu Lin did not choose to block with a mace, but slammed Zhang Qi's blade with her free right hand, knocking him out of the way.

Afterwards, because the distance was too close, Xu Lin did not choose to continue to swing the heavier mace, but chose to keep her feet steady and slammed an elbow towards Zhang Qi's chest.

"Crack".

Zhang Qi slightly blocked it with his left arm in a panic, Xu Lin's elbow did not hit Zhang Qi's chest straight, but slid sideways.

But even if he slipped sideways, Zhang Qi suddenly felt a piercing pain coming from his chest. If he took off his clothes now, the bottom would most likely be purple.

"drink"!

Zhang Qi waved his long knife, one swept across to force Xu Lin back, then suddenly shortened the distance between the two, and one slashed from bottom to top.

Xu Lin immediately set up the double mace, intending to directly squeeze Zhang Qi's long knife as she did with Anderson before, forcing him to let go.

If successful, the game will be decided immediately.

"Crack"!

Just when everyone thought that the game was over, with a crisp sound and a little spark, Xu Lin's double mace was cut into two without hindrance by the Tang knife.

The long knife, which was only slightly dampened, continued to lift, and finally stopped in front of Xu Lin's forehead.

"It still looks like I'm losing."

Xu Lin let out a sigh, and then threw the two mace that had been cut in two into the sand at will.

"I lost. You used ordinary weapons, while I used real alchemy weapons. If you used your own weapon, I have no chance of winning this time."

Zhang Qi shook his head, but he had a deep understanding of his aunt's strength.

Xu Lin almost defeated Dumbledore ten years ago, and this was based on the premise that the wizards of Shenzhou were not familiar with the magic of European factions.

Although Dumbledore's strength has improved a little after Mr. Slytherin's guidance, Zhang Qi believes that Xu Lin is absolutely capable of challenging Dumbledore's status, but now she is not willing to do so.

"The game between the two was very exciting, but the referee team will give an explanation about who wins and who loses~www.wuxiaspot.com~".

Dumbledore came over while applauding, and then asked with some concern:

"Are you all right"?

"There is a high probability that the rib is broken, and Mrs. Pomfrey will help to pick it up later."

At this moment, Zhang Qi felt the pain in his ribs.

So after turning the Tang knife back into Gryffindor's sword and inserting the sword back into the unhappy Sorting Hat, Zhang Qi clutched his ribs in pain and limped towards The tent walked over.

"Uh, the result of this game seems to be a little bit of disagreement, and the referee team needs more time to confirm."

Mr. Bagman applauded first, followed by thunderous applause from the audience.

Everyone just now saw how the Vatican's most powerful judge knight was defeated cleanly by Xu Lin.

It is precisely because of this that the audience is surprised and inconceivable that this child can narrowly win.

"The evaluation by the referee team takes time. Before the evaluation is completed, our players should go for medical treatment and rest."

"Tsk, it's nothing serious, the rib is cracked but not broken, please bear with it, I'll get it back for you now."

Madam Pomfrey gently touched Zhang Qi's ribs with her wand, and with a sharp pain, the pain and swelling suddenly eased a lot.

"After going back to rest for a day, it should be almost the same in terms of your physique."

Madam Pomfrey nodded, and did not force Zhang Qi to be hospitalized, but let him go directly.

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