In the final round, when Ryan walked into the ring with the Flame Operator and the Morning Light Blessing, ready to leave a strong mark, he was stunned. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The other party abstained!

Seeing that the opponent nodded and saluted Ryan and jumped directly to the outside of the court, the audience, which was originally excited by Ryan's appearance, seemed to be poured a large basin of cold water, and instantly became silent.

After the referee confirmed his victory, Ryan didn't think much about it. After all, the flame operator under the blessing of the demonic weapon is too buggy, and basically the shield can be broken with about three knives. And because the restrictions of the enchantment have been weakened, the strength of each knife is real, and you can see from Gannar that he has not woken up yet...

Congratulations on winning the contest and awarding 400 XP.

Well? Ryan glanced at the prompt panel, and his expression of surprise was overflowing, no wonder there were no rewards in the previous battles, and they were all gathered together.

He has also encountered this kind of experience reward before, but there are not many of them, and most players refer to this as an event reward, which is similar to improving skills, and usually only gives experience.

The sky was glowing red, dusk was approaching, and the competition was finally coming to an end. When the mentor removed the barrier, the students began to disperse.

Early the next morning, when Ryan came to the assembly point at the gate, his heart, which was still a little excited, gradually became dull. Shining Star Castle is worthy of being the most prestigious magic academy in the Falling Star Sea, after fierce competition, there are still more than a hundred people standing out, plus mentors and accompanying apprentices, the power of this support operation is enough to crush some small towns.

While Ryan was still observing the mages, Pansted appeared in front of the crowd.

"You are the elite of Shining Star Castle, the best students in the academy!" The shrill sound thundered like thunder with the help of magic, instantly drowning out the cacophony of whispers.

"But then, I want you to put aside your pride."

"The strength of the monsters of the wilderness is not limited to physical strength, they are ferocious and murderous, and even the cubs have fighting instincts far beyond yours."

"There are one hundred and seventy-nine people who left Fort Bright Star today, and I hope that after the Harvest Festival, there will still be one hundred and seventy-nine people who will return here!"

"Take care."

There was no passionate speech, Pansted's voice was deliberately low, and everyone's original passion was instantly extinguished, and an inexplicable depression began to permeate the air.

Looking at the solemn faces of the students, Ryan nodded, although Pansted was a little perverted, but he still spoke very well. Beginner mages have a big drawback, arrogance, and mastering magic gives them the illusion of doing whatever they want, and most of the time they don't take their enemies into account.

Since most battles target ranged firepower such as mages and marksmen, mages are inherently weak and have low health, and can be taken away with a knife or two. If you are too arrogant, you are more likely to encounter life-threatening threats. This is also the reason why even though the restrictions of the magic net have caused the number of mages to proliferate, there are still not many more mages above the high level than in the Nether era.

Moreover, most of them are recent students, and few have experienced real battles, and if they are not instilled with a sense of distress, I am afraid that in a few days, most of them will be remembered as martyrs by the locals.

The fog had opened a huge passage early, and since Patri was his mentor's apprentice, Ryan was now left alone in a carriage with a few strange mages. Maybe because of Panside's speech just now, everyone basically didn't talk much, but they did have a tacit understanding, and their eyes were on Ryan.

Ryan's outfit at the moment didn't look like a mage at all, he was dressed in suede armor, the Flame Operator and the Morning Light Blessing were placed on the sides of his waist, and the other two refined scimitars were reduced to support, and he tied them back to his waist. At the moment, he was silently playing with a recurve bow tire.

Compound Short Bow (Unwound)

puncture

Damage: 1d6

Heavy Attack: ×3

In that old world, the recurve bow, also known as the horn bow, was a sublimation of the craftsman on the basis of the traditional bow, which cleverly used the principle of leverage, so that the range and stability of the bow were greatly improved.

Due to the reason why his light crossbow was broken by a ghoul last time, Ryan paid a lot of money to buy the bow from a moon elf this time.

Archers, both in past and present lives, are extremely intimidating. Except for the Sun Elves of the Silver Moon Alliance, the other elven races in this world are not very dependent on magic, but they can still occupy a large part of Ariel's territory, and their military strength makes most races and kingdoms dare not offend, all of which are due to their superb shooting skills.

Unlike magic, bows and arrows have a very long range and are barely silent, and their powerful piercing abilities can even tear through the defenses of heavy armor!

What's more, the bow fires at a much higher rate than a crossbow, and if you fight a skilled archer, within a hundred paces, it is enough to shoot a chargeper into a hedgehog.

Of course, there are many disadvantages of bows, and in order to prevent the fatigue of the bow tires, which reduces the range and damage, it is necessary to remove the bowstring when not in use. In an encounter, a lone archer can easily be killed before he can prepare.

Gradually leaving the range of Shining Star Castle, the long convoy separated at the intersection, and a mage next to him took out a map from his bosom and came to the middle of everyone: "Everyone pay attention. ”

The silence was broken, and Ryan came back to his senses and focused on the mentor.

"Our destination is near the seaport of Scout on the coast." Seeing that everyone's eyes were focused on him, the mage spread out the map.

"It's a human gathering place called Green Forest." Pointing to a small dot on the map, the mage continued, "This is a rare land near the seaside that is suitable for planting. ”

"In the same way, because of the abundance of its products, there are countless monsters that covet its wealth at this time of year. Coupled with the fact that Scout Harbor needs to guard against pirates from the Falling Star Sea, the garrison of Green Zelin has always been overstretched. ”

The map of this world is a strategic item, and with the exception of some areas, it is mostly only available on the black market. Seeing the mentor take out the map, Ryan also hurriedly stepped forward to take a look. To his disappointment, the map only recorded the southern plate of Sambia.

The mage didn't care about Ryan's disappointment, and pointed to the swamp and a hill next to the green forest, and his tone became a little heavy: "These two places are home to a huge number of humanoid monsters, lizardmen, kobolds, and even ogres... ”

The mentor took the trouble to explain the types of monsters in the neighborhood and their weaknesses, and Ryan quickly retracted his attention while feeling that he was dedicated. After all, he had killed these monsters countless times, and Ryan knew much more about them than this mentor.

Glancing at the tip panel, Ryan slowly frowned.

Quest obtained: Eve of the Harvest Festival

With the harvest festival approaching, the monsters of the wilderness are starting to move, and the support missions of Shining Star Castle over the years have begun. After some competition, your strength is recognized and you are qualified to represent the college. Go to the Green Forest and defeat the invading monsters.

Mission requirements: to ensure that the green forest is not destroyed, and the casualties of the garrison are less than one-half.