Final four semifinals, Isaiah vs. Roque.

"I really didn't expect to meet you here." Isaiah wears a white shirt and leather pants, and a light and delicate leather armor, and although weapons are not allowed to enter, bronze armor can still be worn at will.

For ordinary people, bronze armor is already very good, and it can prevent most attacks. But for the transcendents above Sequence 3, this is just the icing on the cake, and the usefulness is not obvious. If you reach the Silver level of Transcendent Creation, it will make your opponent feel that it is difficult to deal with.

"I'm surprised, too, but that's fine, I've been upsetting you for a long time." Roque pursed the corners of his mouth.

"Haha, that's what I said."

When Isaiah and Roque entered Emenas, they had little contact with each other, although they were both in the central school building. On the one hand, Isaiah is busy participating in the social and club activities in the griffin duke's circle, and on the other hand, Roque has always been concentrating on training and never takes the initiative to contact. So much so that I have been enrolled for more than 2 months now, and the two have only met once on the road by chance.

"How are you doing in your studies right now? I've heard that if you don't have a solid foundation, it will be very hard to catch up and get to the fourth university level in the next year, and some students will go to the first year of two years to lay the foundation and find their own suitable and extraordinary career. ”

"It's not good, it's not bad, but you don't have to worry about it." Roque shook his head and held a sword flower in his hand.

"Ready to get started."

"Tsk, I'm very confident, I'm still thinking about whether to introduce a senior to assist you in your studies." Isaiah raised his greatsword and began to get serious as well.

With the referee's order, the two approached rapidly, the sword light crossed the atmosphere, and the sound of clashing continued to be heard in the air.

After the two of them staggered, they could even see the blackened marks on the wooden sword, and there was a smell of mush in the air.

The two are extremely familiar with each other, and after a period of fighting, they can feel that the strength of the other party is a big step forward compared to before.

"I didn't expect you to mix with that group of people every day, and your strength didn't fall behind." Roque swung the twin swords in his hands faster and faster, seeking a flaw in the constant intertwining.

"You don't understand, if you have a strong predecessor to teach, you will take a lot of detours." Isaiah said with his sword in his hand and panting a little, but his eyes were still full of excitement.

"Why don't I understand, who doesn't understand the truth you said, but the problem is that your natural appearance is very annoying."

"Do you think everyone has the same privileges as you?"

Roark attached his magic to the twin swords, the wooden swords seemed to be coated with a layer of dark red, and when they swung in the air, they no longer made a sound, like ghosts, and the speed was two stops faster than before. The figure gradually turned into an afterimage, which made people dizzy.

Isaiah, who was slowly unable to block, began to show various scratches and stabs on his body, and his leather armor became tattered.

I saw him roar, his pupils bloomed with white light, and there seemed to be white brilliance emanating from his body, and Roque's red sword was also like encountering an extremely repulsive force field, slashing and not moving, and the stabbing blow was also deflected. At the same time, the great sword with the force field swept directly, and the air seemed to become extremely viscous, making it difficult to move.

There was a muffled sound, and the big sword directly broke the red sword in Roque's hand, and then struck it on his arm, sweeping it away like rags, sprinkling a burst of blood in the air. Roque rolled to the ground, vomiting blood in his chest, and tried to stand up, but he was shaking and couldn't succeed several times. At last. A large sword sits in front of his head, and the referee announces the end of the battle.

"I'm sorry, the world is so unfair, and that lord has given me some extra gifts."

Isaiah put down his sword and slammed it on the ground, looking at his friend in front of him. Although he won, it was not because he worked harder than Roque, the talents of the two were actually about the same, but following the eldest son of the griffin, he had recently been exposed to a lot of high-level sword skills, and he also obtained a transcendent tube to improve his strength. This is the only way to perform a sword skill that is close to the gold level and defeat this friend.

Roque reluctantly swung his fist and slammed it to the ground, before being carried away by the medical personnel who were ambulating him.

After a half-hour break, it was time for the final match, with Isaiah versus Bumantha.

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Looking at the classmate who looked like the girl next door in front of him, Isaiah was a little surprised, because the opponent really didn't look very powerful. When he was thinking about whether to fight, he accepted mercy, so as not to be slapped more than a dozen times by a beautiful girl like last time, and with red marks on his face, he was ridiculed by his classmates and friends the next day.

"Rising Star Match, the final battle begins!"

Bumantha stood still, holding a wooden sword in one hand, like a quiet autumn water. Isaiah wielded his greatsword and charged at his opponent with a fierce wind.

It turns out that the opponent only has this degree? Bumantha's heart was full of disappointment.

Watching Isaiah get closer, Bumantha could sense that it was full of flaws, and the magic and power that bloomed were not strong. It's far worse than the cute girl Aloy I met that day.

An extremely thin sword light flashed, the big sword was directly cut off, and the leather armor on his body was also cracked and scattered, Isaiah looked at the long sword on his forehead in shock, it was extremely sharp, and a slight stinging pain came, making him dare not move.

"I ..... I..... I throw in the towel. After hesitation, he finally exhaled and opened his mouth to surrender.

The great sword, broken in two, fell to the ground, flicked slightly, and finally fell silent.

I couldn't see the opponent's movements at all, and the cut on the big sword was also extremely smooth, and the huge difference in strength made Isaiah no longer have expectations, and could only admit defeat willingly. The Rising Stars race has finally come to an end.

Winner: Bumantha

The kind-looking girl was congratulated by several teachers and received a medal and a prize prepared for her.

: The blade is made of snow and silver, light and sharp, with a powerful soul-breaking effect, and also has the power of ice, which can freeze and shatter enemies.

As the premier academy in the continent, it was not difficult for Emenas to pick a weapon suitable for this young girl from the treasure trove. Taking the pearl-grade creation with both hands, Bumantha bowed her head in gratitude and thanked Xia Luolan in her heart.

Although she said that she didn't want to be famous, pearl-level creations were so precious that some Sequence 6s might not have them. As an ordinary family, Bumansha may have served in the empire for many years after graduation before he could obtain a standard pearl-level creation by virtue of his merits, but now he can easily obtain it.

At that time, she said this, probably because she wanted to make herself feel at ease. A warm current flowed in her heart, silently remembering this kindness, Bumansha faced the praise of the teachers, and a warm smile appeared on her face.

It seems that the affairs of the community cannot be shirked.