The strength of the three Roddick was obviously stronger than the other party, so the three on the opposite side quickly chose to admit defeat after holding on for a few minutes.

Knowing that it is impossible for his side to win, and not wanting to suffer more, it is better to choose to surrender.

After that, several more groups of cadets challenged the three Roddick, but all failed.

Among them, there is a group whose strength is close to Roddick, and the two sides fought for nearly half an hour before the winner was divided, which was a narrow victory for the three of Roddick. Because in the end, except for Roddick, the other two third-level magicians had already exhausted the magic power in their bodies.

At this time, the atmosphere in the Spartan tournament had almost reached its peak, and many people had begun to shout the name of Roddick Brandt, and in their opinion, the champion of this year's evaluation must be the grandson of the Archbishop of the Holy Light.

The five Grand Magisters were also talking to each other at this time, pointing at Roddick Brandt non-stop, and they all showed approving expressions.

"Daniel, you say, is the winner this time Roddick of the Brant family?" asked His Majesty calmly.

Daniel Yang smiled slightly, saluted respectfully and said, "Back to His Majesty, I can't guarantee this. After all, there is still a group of students who have not entered, and no one can determine the outcome until the end!"

The old king held the crown on his head: "Except for the little girl from the Vail family three years ago, it seems that all the champions in the past few years have come from the Brant family, don't you say it's a little boring?"

Daniel Yang pretended to be casual on the surface, but his palms couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat: "Your Majesty, that can only show that the archbishop and his family are prosperous and talented, and they can also make greater contributions to our empire in the future." ”

The king snorted, and then did not speak again.

Daniel only felt a chill in his back, and a palpitation. The archbishop, as his own magic teacher, is basically not present now, but many administrations of the empire can see the shadow of the Brant family, the most obvious of which is the mage group.

Today, among the mage group of the empire, nearly thirty percent of the high-ranking officials are from the Holy Light system, and more than half of them are from the Brant family.

The Brant family, now for the empire, definitely has a decisive influence.

Roddick Brandt remained expressionless, as if all this was taken for granted for him and there was nothing to celebrate.

The third-level fire magician was named Martin, and he looked like a fool, when he looked at Roddick and said, "Boss, it seems that we are the champion this year, have you figured out what to ask the academy for?"

Roddick didn't answer, but Taylor, the wind mage on the side, said, "It seems that there is still a group that has not appeared." ”

Then, Taylor looked in the direction of the three Dylans.

When Roddick saw Stephen, he was slightly stunned, but he quickly regained his composure, he just didn't expect that the last opponent he met would be the little alchemist he escorted to the imperial capital at that time.

As for Dylan and Donald on the side, Roddick didn't even look at it.

"Alright, it's just us now, let's go down. After Dylan finished speaking, he walked slowly towards the center of the arena, and Donald and Stephen hurriedly followed.

"Well, look at that kid, he doesn't have any magician-level markings on his collar, what's going on?" someone noticed this and couldn't help but exclaim.

"That's right, and judging by the clothes he wears, it doesn't seem to be the uniform of the academy!"

"Who the hell is that man?"

For a while, there was a constant sound of discussion in the audience.

Dylan walked in the front, and Donald and Stephen followed behind him, as if the eldest brother was leading to two younger brothers.

At this time, Roddick only glanced at Dylan a few more times, and finally recognized him as another child he was escorting at the time, but he knew that he was "stone" at the time and didn't pay attention to it.

"Two second-level magicians, and one guy who hasn't been certified by the Wizards Guild, are you here to be funny?" Martin laughed as he looked at the three of them.

Dylan didn't care, just said calmly: "It's not started yet, how do you know who's funny?"

"Hmph, the stinky boy is very good at his words, but it's a pity that the evaluation of this academy is compared to strength, not lip service!" Martin said with a slight anger.

Roddick didn't see any emotion on his face, and said coldly: "The people who fight with me will leave their names, what are your names?"

Dylan smiled, "My name is Dylan, his name is Donald, and as for the other one, you already know him, Stephen." ”

"Dylan? Well, well, I remember your name, so let's end this boring farce, shall we?" Roddick still had a spotless face.

When Dylan heard this, he also replied, "Well, I hope you guys don't let me down!"

With that, he walked aside with Donald and Stephen.

Dylan whispered to the two of them, "Remember that hunting group you saw in the wasteland earlier?"

Donald and Stephen immediately nodded: "Of course I remember!"

"That's good, it's time to test the cooperation of the three of us, you must remember, you must trust each other, understand?" Dylan looked extremely serious.

The Donald and the others also nodded heavily, their eyes full of determination.

Many aristocrats originally thought that the last duel would be the most exciting and evenly matched, but no one expected that in the end, it would be a showdown between the two teams of students with very different strengths, which was really disappointing.

There are a few nobles who consider themselves noble, and they have already begun to leave the game early, and they don't want to waste their precious time on a boring crushing game.

The audience's originally high mood has also dropped by more than half at this time, and they are somewhat disappointed in their hearts, after all, the final showdown in previous years was quite exciting. Except for three years ago, the female madman of the Fan family, completely disregarding the other party's face, directly burned a person to a serious injury. Later, the unlucky man was sent to the Brant family, and a great mage of the Holy Light system was allowed to take action, and the man was cured.

At this time, the cloth bag on Rick's leg also moved slightly, and he saw a pair of big eyes at the opening of the cloth bag, looking at Dylan from the field expectantly.

At this time, the attention of the surrounding audience was naturally in the martial arts arena, so no one noticed anything unusual about the cloth bag on Rick's legs.

Seeing that the two sides were already in place, the college tutor who presided over the evaluation competition immediately announced: "The last showdown starts now!"