The verdant empire, the mountain behind the Burris family.

From time to time, there was the sound of gold and iron clashing in the normally quiet woods, as well as the sound of rapid footsteps. Two teenagers tried their swordsmanship in the shade of the trees, and one of them, a golden-brown haired teenager held a broadsword in both hands, and the sword wind reverberated and blew gusts of wind in the air from time to time.

The other teenager he was fighting against, with short burgundy hair and a thin sword in each hand, was extremely nimble, and occasionally used trees to block his opponent's attacks and shift positions.

"Roque, eat me!" The golden-brown haired boy let out a loud shout, and there seemed to be a flow of light in his pupils, and the air flow turned back, turning backwards towards his sword, creating a magical suction.

Roque felt the atmosphere around him envelop him and kept pushing him close to the other party's sword body, if he continued like this, he would definitely be slashed by that kid's sword, looking at his all-out appearance, he would have to lie in bed for at least a few days after being slashed.

However, the opportunity is in danger, and this is also an excellent opportunity, as an assassin, what you pursue is the moment of life and death. His right foot exerted force, and his body fired out like a crossbow bolt on a bowstring, and the tips of his twin swords shimmered red.

Two points of red light were like intertwined stars across the atmosphere, and the opponent also completed the accumulation, the powerful broadsword slashed through the air with an arc of half moon, a little red light was swept down by the moon arc, emitting a crisp metal trill, while the other red light bypassed the moon arc, with the sword light turning, a button flew high, refracting a flickering point of light in the sunlight of the forest, and then rolled down to the fallen leaves on the ground.

"You've lost."

Roque stood behind Isaiah, a rapier in his hand, and whispered.

Isaiah looked at his neckline, the buttons he had been fastening were gone, and he exhaled, not too depressed.

"Roque is still very good."

"The month is over, and I won't be here tomorrow." Roque continued.

"yes, I know."

Luo Ke turned around and looked at the third young master of Burris, a little puzzled, he was not the same as usual, and it was estimated that he would find various reasons to extend the statute of limitations.

However, he didn't care about the reason for the change, walked to the other side, picked up the other sword that had just been knocked away, and prepared to leave.

"Roque is going to have a big finale next week, right?" Isaiah's voice came from behind him.

"Yes."

"Are you sure you can beat Tokolin?" The voice continued.

"It's hard to say." How can this kind of thing be certain, the other party is also a genius, and it is impossible for him to crush the opponent.

"Come on, Roque."

"Hmph."

The burgundy-haired boy walked away without looking back.

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A week later, Ike City College Dabi.

This city in the western part of the Verdant Empire is not a central city, but it is also famous for its surrounding forest farms and orchards.

Although there are still a lot of snowflakes left on the leaves, the arena in the city is full of people, and many people come to watch today, many of them are parents of children, and some are also taking advantage of the boredom of winter to bask in the sun, and watch the duel by the way.

The students in the city were roughly divided into two groups, one group was well-dressed and neatly dressed, and the other group was a little thin and barren, and some of them were still shivering in the cold wind.

"Haha, look at the one opposite, it's frozen like a duck." One of the aristocratic children pointed to the opposite side and his companion.

"Indeed, but this one is okay, look at the one over there, what are you wearing, it's like a ball, I'm afraid it won't roll directly on the ground."

"It's just, hahaha, can't they dress a little decently, I feel ashamed at the thought that I'm going to compete with this group of people."

"Who let Her Royal Highness the princess be merciful, civilians were not qualified to participate in the past."

"I only changed it this year, and if I had been born a year earlier, I wouldn't have had to be so troublesome."

"Forget it, don't talk about it, I'll go first, and we'll see you in the finals later."

Amenas College is the most well-known and legendary college in mainland China, and it is also the yearning of countless people, and the students who graduate from it are welcomed by various countries and organizations, and most of them have become the upper echelons of various countries or organizations. To put it bluntly, in this continent, nearly half of the powerhouses of the high-level sequence are from this academy, and if anyone can influence the thoughts of these students, they can indirectly affect this world.

However, the College has always adhered to neutrality, never taking sides and openly supporting any side, which is also a principle set at the beginning of the school's establishment. Originating from the chaotic calamity thousands of years ago, all races joined forces to defend against the enemy, and after nearly 20 years of tug-of-war, they won a tragic victory.

After the end of the war, the sages of the various races announced that they would jointly build an academy to train civilized fire protectors for the world and prepare for the next calamity. The number of places to be admitted is also allocated to countries and organizations according to region and population, and if they have made a special contribution to the college, they will also receive special letters of recommendation to recommend their own students or disciples to enroll.

There are about 1,200 new students in the academy every year, and about 500 people are allocated to the Verdant Empire, including more than 300 people from the great nobles, churches, and various organizations, and only more than 200 places are reserved for various cities in the vast land. And a medium-sized city like Ike City naturally only has one place.

Because Isaiah married his second sister to the current Earl of Wolfthorn, and Count Wolfthorn is a direct vassal under Duke Griffon, Duke Griffon, as the family of the four dukes, naturally has a lot of places in his hands, and the countess who loves her brother begged her husband to get a place from Duke Griffon.

So Isaiah can get a letter of recommendation without participating in the competition, who let him have a beautiful and peerless sister, in fact, from his appearance, you can roughly guess his sister's appearance and grace.

The academy competition in Ike City is not as exciting as everyone thinks, after all, most people are not geniuses, and only a small number of sequence 2s are a bit interesting.

In the open space of the competition, several teenagers held weapons that had not been opened, facing each other in pairs, and carried out a quick elimination.

"Three games in the east, victory on the 19th." A referee waved his hand to signal the end of the match.

"Damn."

A noble young man in red clothes sat on the ground with his arms covered, and there were scattered blood stains on his body, he looked at the wine-haired young man opposite him unwillingly, cursing in his mouth, and then slowly got up and left.

Ignoring the threats and curses on the other side, those weak words only made him bored, and the thin sword in Roque's hand pulled out a sword flower, and then walked back to the resting place.

"Good Roque, you're the only one left in our class, and then beat Tocorin, and you'll be the champion!"

"Come on, Roque, give those nobles a good look at how good we are."

A group of fellow students gathered around him cheering and looked excited.

"Yes, yes, I'll do my best."

Although he agreed, Roque was not too sure in his heart. Tokolin was originally a child of the Viscount's family, but because his father was involved in the infighting of a large noble family, he was convicted and removed from the knighthood after defeat, and became a commoner. But his good qualifications, coupled with the fact that he has been holding his breath in his heart all these years, has been extremely hardworking, and is a lone ranger in the academy, neither befriending civilian students, nor wanting to associate with his former noble companions.

It's not easy to defeat the other party, after all, that is also an extremely hard-working genius.