"Villefort said that the heavy armor of the samurai on the other side was refurbished, and there was a weakness in the left rib."

"That's what Villefort said?"

It turned out that Villefort pretended to threaten Wu Xin, and actually leaked information on Belcott's side to his comrades in the reincarnation world.

Wu Xin and Di Liya whispered a few words, and the other apprentices let out bursts of urging sounds.

"Quick, quick, quick!"

"Go!"

The sun had reached its highest point, and the air was calm, with only a slight breeze that came and went.

Even if it's a mild spring in the Mediterranean, it's very uncomfortable.

Moreover, most of the knight trainees were still wearing various armors, but their emotions were very high, especially the Spanish trainees, who were applauding with the loudest voices.

On the English side, Wu Xin stood in the back, and Delia and Seymour were in the front row.

It was placed in a formation with heavy armor in front and no armor in the back.

On the French side, the three of them basically stood in a horizontal line.

Wu Xin was a little surprised, he thought that the other party would be somewhat cooperative, but the result was that the other party seemed to be extremely supportive.

"What are you hiding behind a woman? Hurry up and get beaten, hurry up and get out, this is the best ending you can get with this little white face. ”

"Unseeded little white face, you are also a spellcaster?"

"We mages are the real spellcasters, and you warlocks are just charlatans with a little luck and insisting on getting together with us."

Bercott wasn't worried at all, but he didn't make a big deal either, and this unreasonable stance was actually a tactic.

The flying squirrel robe on his body can make it difficult for any unenchanted bow and arrow to hit, even if he stands in front, what can Wu Xin do with him?

He had always worn this robe, but he had never told anyone about the effects of the enchantment, and he hadn't participated in many of these battles, and if his opponent couldn't shoot, he would only think that he hadn't shot well.

So he kept provoking, hoping that Wu Xin would be angry and focus his firepower on him.

The angry little white-faced magician was demoralized and missed consecutive shots.

The noble and wise Great Wisdom Mage calmly and calmly solves the battle with one blow.

What a wonderful scene.

He's going to win, and he's going to win.

As Belcott imagined the fugue, more and more of the departed knight trainees got the news and rushed back to the playground, and the cheers gradually shifted to the French side.

"The handkerchief is on the ground, and you can start." The part-time referee was Villefort, who held a white handkerchief in his hand, fluttering in the air breeze.

"First, if anyone touches the ground with both knees, he is falling, and the opponent cannot continue to attack, and the person who has fallen to the ground cannot get up and fight again. Second, you can give up at any time, and you can't continue to attack the person who shouted to give up, and third, if you leave the platform, you can't participate in the battle anymore, and the opponent can't continue to attack. Violators of the rules will be punished as paddling slaves or put to death outright, depending on the degree of damage caused, do you all understand? ”

The bottom line in the Knights Hospitaller's clear rules is obviously still relatively high, this rule is so cautious that it is almost a bit overprotective, but this is understandable, after all, the Knights Hospitaller's manpower and resources are too limited, and their opponent is the Ottoman Empire, which is in full swing in this era.

Villefort, who has always been improper, is also unusually serious when talking about these rules.

While Villefort was stating the rules, the other knight apprentices were silent.

After that, Villefort said these three very binding rules twice, and the two groups of people who had just provoked each other honestly expressed their understanding that excessive force would never be used.

After making full sure that everyone understood the severity of the rules, Villefort let go of the handkerchief.

The cheers of the knight apprentices rang out again, and this time the voices of support for Belcott had become the absolute mainstream, and the French team could still be united here, regardless of internal contradictions and contradictions.

Although the Spanish trainees and German trainees hoped that Wu Xin and them would win, they did not have a sense of identity from the bottom of their hearts, and they all thought that Wu Xin's side had little chance of winning, so they gradually lost their voices.

Only a few apprentices in the English group still support Wu Xin and them.

The handkerchief fluttered in the breeze for a few seconds and fell to the ground amid the cheers of a French apprentice.

Seymour and Delia in the front row rushed out the moment the handkerchief landed, which did not surprise Belcott, he thought that he had the advantage in strength, and the opponent was bound to adopt more fierce tactics in order to regain the disadvantage in strength.

But Seymour and Delia's sprint direction surprised all three Frenchmen.

They did not rush to a certain flank together and concentrate on defeating someone first, but rushed to both sides separately, not only did they not join forces but also exposed Wu Xin in the back row.

Belcott didn't expect such an opportunity, but he wasn't slow to react.

Because of the protection of the flying squirrel robe, he didn't move at all, and he kept holding the crossbow machine in his hand and raised it slightly, aiming at Wu Xin is an arrow.

The distance between him and Wu Xin was more than twenty feet, but he didn't miss, and the arrow accurately hit Wu Xin's left button.

This arrow injured Wu Xin, but Belcourt was not happy, because at this time, he saw clearly that Wu Xin was not holding a crossbow.

He had a crossbow on his back and was casting spells in his hands.

Even after being hit by a light crossbow, he managed to unleash the spell.

The baptism of cold and warmth in each dream improved his will, making him much more able to resist interference than most spellcasters of the same level.

A gray dotted line drilled out of his finger, crossed Belcott, and flew to his right hand.

Wu Xin's goal is to outflank his wanderer Bordos from his right hand.

Although Seymour was in front of him, he was confident that he would give way to Seymour with his footwork. At most, a slight injury can directly attack Wu Xin in the back row.

In this kind of combat, the caster generally only uses a crossbow in most cases due to the casting material.

He didn't expect Wu Xin to use arcane art directly, and he used first-level arcane art, not a much cheaper trick.

His body let go of Seymour and was heading at Wu Xin, and he was directly hit by the "Panic Technique".

"Ahh

Although Bordos was a first-class wanderer in the knight's apprenticeship, like all wanderers, his weakness was will.

He immediately fell into great fear and began to run with shouting and screaming.

Seeing Wu Xin casting the spell, Bertko felt a burst of remorse, and he realized that he had made a wrong judgment based on his previous experience, allowing the other party to seize a great advantage.

Immediately, Bertek began to cast his magic.

While it wasn't cheap for him to cast an arcane spell once, it was worth it considering the wager and face.

And unlike the economy just now, he took out the style of a rich boy and decided to use his strongest spell.

He knew that in the current situation, any more savings would only result in the inability to stop the loss.

He bit his finger open, and a stream of blood spurted out of the wound following the spell.

This spell of Belkot not only consumes the casting material, but also his life force.

Wu Xin took down the crossbow machine according to the plan and shot at him, but Wu Xin had no experience at all in this action, and he did it too slowly.

While Wu Xin was still trying to aim, the arcane was already taking shape in Belcott's hands, and Wu Xin saw a large amount of blood mixed with the spellcasting materials fill the air.

Belcott's face was also obviously pale, and it would obviously be a very strong kind of magic of the same level if it was consumed like this.

A red arrow of light took shape in his hand and flew towards Wu Xin.

"Arrow of Life!"

Seymour called out the name of the most lethal magic in this second-level arcane, he knew something about the spells of the Belcourt Society, and was hit by this arcane, and Wu Xin, who was already injured, was about to fall, and he sprinted with all his strength to prepare to use his body to resist Wu Xin.

However, Seymour, who rushed to Wu Xin's side, stopped urgently at the last moment, not because he was afraid, but because other "human shields" appeared.

"Ah......h

The "Arrow of Life" ultimately did not hit Wu Xin, but Bordos.

The wanderer, who had been running around because of the "Panic Technique", suddenly appeared on the arcane flight path and used his back to block the blow for Wu Xin.

This time, Bordos's screams were no longer psychological, and the real pain caused him to run screaming and fall off the edge of the platform.

Seymour's front door was wide open, and without hesitation, he rushed towards Bertko, who had an expression of disbelief written on his face.

"I give up, I give up ......"

To the regret of Wu Xin and Seymour, although they were stunned by the target of the spell for a while, Belcott still shouted out in time

Abandon.

Seymour, who had already rushed in front of him and was ready to fight, put down the weapon in his hand, and then smacked his lips in a heartfelt manner.