After Roddick fell, the holy light that had originally shrouded the arena disappeared, and the arena was dusty, and the scene in the center of the arena was not visible.

Everyone in the audience held their breath and did not dare to make the slightest sound.

Who won the game? At this time, the smoke and dust were filled, and no one dared to say for sure.

After a long time, a vague silhouette gradually appeared in the dust, a silhouette that was half-crouching, trying to stand up.

The smoke cleared, and everyone finally saw clearly, it was Dylan. Roddick, on the other hand, was lying not far away at this time, motionless.

"I, my request, is... I want Colin, in the future, I can freely enter and leave the empire in the future, and I will not be hurt again!" As the last word fell, Dylan also fell.

Quiet! Quiet for all!

At this time, a green figure rushed down from Rick's leg in desperation, and he was so fast that many people barely saw his appearance clearly.

When the green figure entered the arena, someone finally shouted in horror: "Goblin!

Ignoring the panic of others, Colin ran directly to Dylan, who had fallen unconscious, and his little hand gently stroked Dylan's dusty face, and tears couldn't help but fall.

"Ahh

Goblins are the eyes of the demons left in the world, they are the slaves of the demons, and many rumors say that whoever looks at the eyes of the goblins will be taken to hell by the demons!

A goblin suddenly rushed into the arena, how could this not make the ignorant spectators panic?

"Silence!" At this moment, a majestic voice sounded and spread throughout the entire martial arts arena.

The crowd, which was already extremely flustered, calmed down all of a sudden.

Everyone looked back and saw that it was the great magister in white robes who was shouting.

This man's name is Brumm Wind, and he is the Grand Magister of the Wind family. He just used the air flow and sound waves to control the panic in the audience.

At this time, one of the nobles stood up, pointed at Colin in the center of the field, and shouted, "Guards, arrest that demon quickly!"

At this time, an angry roar sounded: "Who dare!" I saw Rick striding through the crowd, and everyone saw his menacing appearance, and they all consciously made way for him.

Rick walked up to Colin and held Colin behind, "If any of you dare to touch him, watch out for my sledgehammer!"

At this time, a strange voice sounded in the aristocratic viewing area: "Master Rick, it turns out that you have also hidden a goblin! You know, it is a serious crime to secretly possess demons, and it is punishable by the laws of the Empire." ”

Rick looked over the voice, but saw that it was a tall and thin middle-aged man, and judging by his attire, it should be the title of viscount.

Rick smiled coldly, "What are you, a little viscount, here is your place to speak?"

The viscount had a cold face and was about to say more, but he saw a big fat man in the crowd standing up, it was Donald's father Peter Harvey, and he saw a scroll in his hand and waved at the viscount.

When the viscount saw it, he immediately snorted coldly and stopped talking. It turned out that this viscount was none other than the "madman" Crawford Hansen. He saw the radio scroll in Peter's hand, where did he dare to make a mistake, what was recorded in the radio scroll, but he wanted to murder the Harvey family.

At this time, the instructor of the Academy's Holy Light Department had already entered the field and went to check on the injuries of the six teenagers. Soon, Stephen, Donald, Martin, and Taylor gradually regained consciousness.

"Master Rick, is this your goblin?" asked Robert Brandt in a cold voice.

Rick was undaunted: "So what?"

"Then you should know that goblins are demons by nature, and it is a capital crime for you to hide demons!" said Robert Brandt.

Rick said, "I've been living with him for years, and if he really is a demon, am I going to be taken to hell by a demon a long time ago?"

Robert said in a deep voice: "How can demons easily reveal their true colors, they will imperceptibly erode our souls!"

"Shut up, if you dare to say anything like this again, I'll kill you with a hammer!" Rick said, raising his arm.

As an archmagister, Robert is naturally not afraid of Rick, the corners of his mouth are sneering, and he was about to speak, but was pulled by Daniel Young: "I advise you not to be bored, you fell out with him, and the empire will not help you!"

Robert Brandt was very unconvinced, he was also a prominent figure in the Imperial Legion, how could he not compare to a forger?

But seeing His Majesty the King stretching: "It's finally over, this year's evaluation is much more interesting than in previous years." ”

You know, except for the perverted female mage of the Van family over the years, the champions of the other evaluations are basically young people from the Brant family, and they really don't look interesting.

It is clear that His Majesty does not seem to want to see the Brandt family continue to be in the limelight.

Hearing the meaning of His Majesty's words, Robert Brandt had no choice but to stop there, unwilling to continue to get involved in the matter.

Rick looked at the five Magisters on the jury and asked, "I just want to know, who is the champion this time?"

Daniel Young pondered for a moment and said, "It stands to reason that it should be Dylan, Stephen, and Donald, but ......"

Before Daniel could finish speaking, Angela on the side had already said, "That kid named Dylan uses shadow magic, I don't think anyone can refute this, right?"

Seeing that no one was replying, Angela continued, "The Empire banned shadow spells more than a decade ago, but today Dylan used them again, and finally won the championship. But he used shadow magic, which should have been the first violation. So I don't think this championship can be counted. ”

As soon as these words came out, the whole process was in an uproar, and all the audience began to discuss fiercely, followed by a large number of shouts.

"If the winner is not the champion, are we going to give the champion to the loser?"

"No matter what, Dylan is the last one standing, and the championship should be his!"

"Shadow magic is from hell, why doesn't Dylan look like a demon, he's a powerful commander!"

"If the empire is not even willing to admit the strength of the strong, it is simply ridiculous and pathetic!"

All of a sudden, the noise was endless. Many people even started throwing debris into the venue, and the scene was completely out of control in an instant!

They didn't know much about Kolin, the goblin, so even if someone said he was really a demon, they might choose to believe it. But for Dylan, they've just seen all of his performances, it's a qualified commander, a qualified leader, and in this empire that honors ability and strength, no one doesn't like a hero. Except for those pedantic and arrogant aristocrats.