Chapter 420 Octavia's Knee Pillow

After thinking for a while, Ryan said:

"Since the agitated magic can make you feel pain, it means that it has always existed in your body. During this period of agitated magic, do you feel that you have become stronger in some way?"

Octavia thought for a moment and replied, "Power."

"It seems that the restless magic is lurking in your body."

Ryan smiled slightly: "The solution is the same as releasing magic power. Wei Er, you just need to fight."

"Fight?" Octavia tilted her head. Fight? Where could she fight?

"Yes, just find someone to keep fighting with. Although I'm not sure whether it's caused by the agitation of magic power, let's try it anyway."

Ryan patted Octavier's shoulder and said, "Let's go to the place where we competed before. I'll accompany you."

"Are you coming with me?"

Octavia was startled.

"what happened?"

Ryan seemed to take it for granted: "Besides me, there is no one else here who can practice with you, right?"

Ryan was not wrong. Octavia actually thought of Ryan at the beginning, but what surprised Octavia was not this, but that Ryan took the initiative to ask to practice with her.

Octavia knew that Ryan now hated fighting. It took her a lot of effort to get him to agree to duel with her last time.

But this time, Octavia did not find any impatience or reluctance on Ryan's face.

"What's wrong, Weir?"

Seeing Octavia stunned again, Ryan couldn't help but remind her.

Octavia is a little weird today. Is this also affected by what happened just now?

Hearing this, Octavier came back to her senses: "Ah... I'm fine."

"Then let's go."

"it is good."

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Outside the city of Art, on that familiar flat land.

The traces of the last duel between Ryan and Octavia still remain here, spreading endlessly, hideous and terrifying.

After settling the horses, Ryan and Octavia stood facing each other.

Octavia took out a new giant sword. The color of this giant sword was still dark purple. Judging from its sharpness, its quality was probably even better than Octavia's previous giant sword.

Ryan silently held his black sword and the "long sword" given to him by Octavia in his hands, one in each.

To be honest, Ryan was actually a little scared. After all, the purpose of practicing with Octavier this time was to consume Octavier's energy, so dodging like last time would definitely not work.

The best way is to confront it head on.

Octavia swung the giant sword twice, bringing up gusts of wind: "Sword rack, even if it's just practice, I won't hold back."

Although she said she would not hold back, Octavia was actually a little dazed.

After all, he had relied on almost deceptive means to lure Ryan here to practice against him.

At this moment, just by looking at Ryan's face, Octavia felt that her right hand holding the giant sword had lost some strength.

"Come on, Weir."

Ryan said to Octavia seriously: "Use all your strength."

Hearing this, Octavia clenched her teeth and gripped the hilt of the sword tightly. There was a loud roar, and the ground under Octavia's feet instantly began to crack!

Octavia herself rushed towards Ryan like an arrow, huge sword in hand!

"clang--"

The sound of steel clashing resounded through the sky. Ryan crossed his swords and took Octavia's fierce sword. He couldn't stop retreating, and his feet plowed two long grooves on the ground.

After stabilizing his body, Ryan took two deep breaths. Weir's strength... was indeed a lot stronger.

If it weren't for the protection of the Eternal Tree during the last expedition against the Dragon Lord, which greatly enhanced his physique, plus the two swords to absorb the force, he would probably have been sent flying if he had taken this blow head on!

Looking at Ryan at this moment, Octavia opened her mouth, but finally swallowed back the "Are you okay?" that was subconsciously on her lips, and swung the giant sword again and rushed towards Ryan.

The sound of hammering iron continued to linger in the air. There was no magic or dodging. Ryan and Octavia were both confronting each other head-on with the purest swordsmanship. The flashing swords and shadows in the sky were unpredictable, and the overflowing sword energy was turbulent and terrifying.

Just like that, under this continuous sword fighting, the sky gradually became tinged with a dim yellow.

Ryan was the first to fall to the ground due to exhaustion.

In fact, Ryan can hold on until now thanks to the Eternal Tree in his body that constantly restores his strength. After all, Ryan's own ability is not biased towards strength.

If there was no Eternal Tree, Ryan would have fallen after just a few rounds.

Looking at Ryan lying on the ground unable to move, Octavier pursed her lips and whispered, "Idiot..."

After saying that, Octavia hesitated for a moment, silently removed the two pieces of leg armor on her thighs, then came to Ryan and slowly knelt down.

Ryan was still resting with his eyes closed when he suddenly felt his head being lifted up by a pair of cool hands.

Before Ryan could react, he felt his head resting on a firm and elastic place, and at the same time, there was a faint fragrance lingering around his nose.

What is this familiar feeling?

Ryan opened his eyes and saw that he was indeed resting his head on Octavia's thighs. After Octavia took off the leg armor that she wore almost 24 hours a day, Ryan found that Octavia's thighs were very white, like white jade.

Looking up in a daze, Ryan turned his gaze to Octavia, who took the initiative to do all this.

Seeing Octavia blushing and turning her head away: "Don't think too much, I saw Li'er do the same thing to you before, and you looked very comfortable. I did this to repay you for practicing with me today..."

Looking at Octavier's arrogant look, Ryan couldn't help but smile: "How do you feel after the sparring? Is it effective?"

"Well... I do feel a lot more relaxed."

"Then it seems to be effective."

Ryan opened his mouth and yawned, and couldn't help but bury himself in Octavier's thighs, causing Octavier to stiffen slightly.

"Restless magic power doesn't come out of thin air. I'll practice with you more in the next two days, and this situation shouldn't happen again in the future."

"..."

Hearing this, Octavier was silent for a moment, looking down at Ryan, and after a while, Octavier slowly spoke:

"You don't even have the strength to resist right now. Aren't you afraid... that I will attack you at this time?"