"I can do it, I can do it......."

Walking through the black corridors, Morton kept cheering himself up.

But the nervousness still accompanies him.

In the dark passage, Morton felt numb in his limbs, his five senses were confused, and the loudest sound was his own heartbeat.

In the past 20 years or so, there has probably not been a moment when the challenges faced have been more uncalming.

"Hurry up and die. Live past 20 seconds and I'll kill your whole family!"

"Come on, I'll bet you'll hold on for two minutes!"

The shot of the pitch-black passage, just walking into the entrance of the arena, there are already sharp-eyed spectators who see him.

But the way of cheering and cheering was obviously not very friendly, and in the eyes of the dry-tongued Moulton, as he walked, the faces of the spectators became more and more distorted like demons.

"Shhh

Suddenly, the scene in full swing suddenly fell silent, and the sound of gasping could be heard throughout the venue.

"Poof!"

In the next second, the laughter of the audience was detonated.

Cause?

Poor Moulton was lying on all fours, and there was nothing around.

"How did he fall? Did you see that?"

"Heh, I guess I'm too nervous when I came in with my hands and feet. I just fell down and didn't pay attention, was it plotted by someone?"

"Tsk, it's a dirty elf......"

A loud talker who has attracted the attention of many people.

"I saw it, I saw it! He's ...... I tripped on my right foot and fell on my left foot! Don't ask me why, I don't know!"

"You too, don't be a conspiracy of the elves, although most of the time they don't have good intentions. ”

In a sense, in the face of the developed news media and news channels in this era, the reputation of the elves has long been negative, which is obviously not their pot, but due to too many criminal records, the problem was also remotely carried in the first place.

But for the parties, clarification makes little sense.

The elven mage in the corner over there looked at the scroll in his hand indifferently, even if the sound was earth-shattering, he didn't even bother to look at this side...... In Gabrieleth's eyes, the farce in front of him was about to end, and instead of focusing on a small shrimp that could be pinched to death at will, it was better to pay attention to the magic scroll that had only been in his hand for a long time.

Elegant to the point of being almost clean, cold to the point of being almost arrogant, Gabrieth Rise. J. Claire is a typical superior elf, and the attitude of the superior elf towards the subordinate is probably that they do not regard it as a kind of intelligent life.

What does it matter to me about the triviality of birds and insects?

The roar of the ape, a little noisy.

An indifferent and elegant elven mage, her slender fingers scrolling through the pages as if she were living alone in her own world.

The other party to the duel was lying on the ground on all fours, unable to get up for a long time.

The increasingly noisy surroundings of the venue made Moulton's ears chaotic, it was noon, and when he opened his eyes, he could not see anything clearly.

It was pitch black in front of him, noisy in his ears, and a mess of porridge in his head.

After lying on the ground for a long time, he felt the coldness of the ground before Morton really came to his senses.

The darkness of vision was restored, and the cabbage in the sky instantly grabbed all his attention, and the sounds and shouts around him could no longer affect him.

“......... Heh, anyway, the face to be lost has been lost, I don't even dare to give up my life, what are you nervous about......"

"Moulton? Are you okay, can you still fight? Morton?"

The noise in my ears can no longer disturb me, and the determination to give up everything will be too much sooner.

Morton slapped himself the cheek, cheered up, and stood up.

"Okay, then, it's time for happy revenge......."

Passing through the illusory figure in front of him, the young man's gaze turned to the other side of the arena, where was his mortal enemy!

"Damn elves, they also looked down on people so much in the first place, nothing can hinder my revenge......."

"Morton?!If you ignore me again, I will sentence you to defy the referee and directly lose!"

Suddenly awoke suddenly, Morton noticed the figure in front of him....... It's a union archmage in an archmage robe!

As an old referee with more than ten years of experience, as an official archmage of the trade union, Volt was ignored like this for the first time, or by a second-order rookie, and he was angry on the spot.

Next, the audience was in a frolicking mood, looking at the tall young man, the brave gladiator who was about to abandon life and death and was about to have a duel, just now he was still glaring at his opponent, but the next moment he kept bowing his head to the little referee and the old man bowing and apologizing.......

"Fool."

Without sweeping the corners of his eyes, Gabriel Reth felt that such an opponent was already an insult to himself.

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"This fool. ”

At the same time, the exact same evaluation appeared in the special spectator seat, probably with a slightly different tone.

Rorschach covered his face and didn't want to look at it, he already had a deep doubt that accepting such a disciple would become the biggest stain on his life.

"Is there really no problem? Rorschach, I believe your ......."

is also afraid to look at it, and Seviara, she is too much of a bankrupt bet, and she is a little afraid to look at the result.

The girl kept stroking her chest, it seemed that Moulton's performance gave her a bit of psychological pressure, just don't have any heart disease at a young age.

Because the stakes are too big, the girl's mentality has always been uneasy.

This conversation has gone back and forth many times, and each time she asks "Is there really nothing wrong with such a stupid/apprentice/fool/equipment?"

Rorschach would subconsciously reply, "Husband, there is no problem." ”

Although she didn't understand the stalk, the affirmative tone in her words could still be heard by Saviara, so every time Rorschach's answer could make her feel at ease.

But this time, after waiting for a long time, Rorschach did not give an answer.

"Hey, don't scare me, tell me Morton he's going to win!!"

But still, there is no answer.

Probably even Rorschach can't give a positive answer in the face of such a fool.

After a long time, Rorschach finally gave an answer, a puzzling answer.

"Definitely going to win? There's no 100 percent chance of winning any battle from the start, but I can vouch for that Morton will never lose. It should be said that there is no way to lose at all. ”