Argo strode out of Jiao Yuxin's office, took a deep breath, a total of eight games, I didn't expect that I was lucky enough to participate in two of them, and it was not my last wish, many people may not believe it.

Jiao Yuxin belongs to the top of the Nordir Academy, and the competition is scheduled for ten days later, and the Nordir Academy has already arranged everything in advance, just waiting for the arrival of representatives from various countries, and then the four-day competition can begin.

The debate competition was divided into four sessions, the first was represented by the School of Economics, and the main debate topic was finance and commerce, the second was represented by the National Defense College, and the main debate topic was politics and military, and the third and fourth debates were free debates, among which Ago was a contestant.

The magic duel is dominated by the Academy of Magic, and the physical attack duel must be attended by Claude, after all, Claude is the most powerful of the students of the Nordil Academy, except for the mysterious demon who killed the human skin killer Axel by brutal means that night, and that night, the mysterious demon left an indelible impression on Claude.

The duel between the priest and the alchemist is dominated by the Dan Pharmacy Academy, and the contestants are Ah Ge and Zong Ming, the priest and the alchemist practice in different directions, the alchemist relieves the pain of the human body by extracting the essence of heaven and earth, and the priest uses himself to guide the light element to remove the negative energy in the body.

It's just that in the team competition, Ago still doesn't understand what kind of competition rules it is.

The students of the Stillancy Continent had already settled in a luxurious restaurant in Seydon City, quietly waiting for the competition ten days later.

These days, the topic of the Nordir Academy revolves around the exchange and study with the Stillanxi Continent, and the major newspapers and periodicals of the university are promoting this matter, and they are cheering for their own camp between the lines, and there are even newspapers and periodicals that say that the colleges in the Western Continent are not able to do their best, and there are even newspapers and periodicals reporting on the barrenness of the Western Continent, where the people are hungry and poorly clothed, and they even list a lot of hearsay news, which is very troublesome.

Rumors stop at the wise, but only fools, and if the players in the Nordir race believe these rumors, they will definitely lose on the field ten days later.

At this time, in the largest restaurant in Seywinter City, a young man dressed in a very different way played with the blue ring on his ring finger, which would have fetched a sky-high price if it had been auctioned at an auction house.

This man's golden hair is regularly draped behind his back, his dark green pupils are bright, the bridge of his nose has a graceful outline, his lips are much thicker than those of humans in the Eastern Continent, and the corners of his mouth are smiling.

"Holy Son, the students of the Barbarian Land that we have reported in the newspapers of the Nordir School are simply frogs at the bottom of the well," the student was a little dissatisfied. Since coming to the East Continent of Stilland, all of them speak the language of the East Continent, and learning the language of the East Continent has always been a compulsory course for them, and there is no difficulty in speaking at this time, if you ignore their clothes and their dark green eyes and some subtle outlines, they are no different from the people of the East Continent.

"Dalton, why bother with all this nonsense," replied the man who was called the Son, and with a faint smile in his dark green eyes, Arrin was not in the least angry that he had been misunderstood.

"Yes, Denton, the more they belittle us, the better my chances of victory, isn't there a saying in the East Continent of Stiland that arrogant soldiers must be defeated?" said the magician Alger with a smile, his eyes shining like emeralds, and each turn caused the magic elements in the air to fluctuate.

"Alger, of course I know that the arrogant army must lose, but I don't know if their students can afford the contrast of defeat," Denton said dismissively.

It is not worth people to be happy about building victory on failure, and only by basing victory on pain can it bring pleasure to life, and Denton knows this truth.

"Alright" Yarlin said, the room suddenly fell silent, even Alger stopped playing with the elements, Yarlin, the Holy Son of the Konsa Church and the prince of the Konsa Kingdom, he is also the initiator and organizer of this exchange, and his words are very leading for this group of Tianjiao from the continent of Stillancy.

"Alyssa, show us what you've gathered," Arrin said to a red-haired woman.

"Yes, Holy Son" Alyssa presented the information in her hand to everyone, everyone can get a thick report, the caravan of the Elisa family is the first group of families to do business with the Steelland Continent, and maintain good relations with some small families in the Eastern Continent, this information is obtained through the hands of those small families who went to school in Nordir.

Yarlin looked at Claude's name in the intelligence, a kind of fighting spirit erupted, the number one master among the students of the Nordir Academy, a famous swordsman in the free city-state, he has never tasted defeat in his life, not to mention that this person is also a five-hundred-year-old student of the guardian of the free city-state, Count Flatley, a name that resounded throughout the eastern and western continents of Styrland, represents not only an honor, but also a symbol of the times.

It's just that what is not stated in the intelligence, and there is no way to know that Claude is not without defeat, once one night in Nordir, there was a demon who once escaped under Claude's sword, and Claude woke up from nightmares countless times, and would ask himself.

If that demon didn't just care about running away, but turned around and confronted himself, how sure was he that he could escape under the demon's hands, that demon still felt so young to himself.

Arrin gently closed the page of information, remembering the name in his mind, but the corners of his eyes kept beating, and he couldn't resist the desire to end a myth with his own hands.

Feng Jiuge, the prince of the Feng Dynasty, the most powerful empire in the Stylan Continent, the most powerful person in the future Stylan Continent, a person who combines wisdom and beauty, studied at the National Defense Academy, and has unique insights into the politics, economy and culture of the Stylan Continent, this is a very comprehensive opponent, except for martial arts, Yarlin can not find any flaws.

Leditten, the first heir to the Leno Empire, a student of the National Defense Academy, proficient in swordsmanship, proficient in political defense, the Leno Empire is the second most powerful country in the Stilland Continent, and Leno is also a country that has opened up the Storm Desert Passage.

Xuan Jinchen, the young sect master of the Xuanshui Sect, his intelligence revealed that this is a very ordinary person, who has never shown a talent for martial arts, and does not have too outstanding results in the National Defense Academy, and is keen on the history of the Stilland Continent.

Yarlin guessed that if everyone was not a person who was too ordinary, then he must be a person who was too good, and it was obvious that the young sect master of the Xuanshui Sect was not a person who was too ordinary.

Edward, the first heir in line to the throne of the Black Cloud Family, mediocre in force, mediocre in talent, and luxurious in life, the intelligence indicates that this will be the breakthrough point of this competition, and Yarlin reads the information about Edward, and agrees with what the intelligence says.

Continue to see downward, the wind whispers, a student of the School of Economics, a woman who is not lost to Feng Jiuge in terms of beauty, has a very extraordinary talent for the economy, and has led the reform of the Fengjia economy in the free city-state twice, making the Fengjia's economy jump several steps in a row.

Next, Yarlin also saw the information of Zong Ming and Ago, Zong Ming, the heir of the Sect of the Free City-State, the son of the alchemy master of the Stilland Continent, Zong Cheng, the sixth-order alchemist, and the first young alchemist of the Free City-State, who had been defeated by Muliugo in the Nordir Academy.

Yarlin couldn't help frowning, Zong Ming had lost to a student named Muliuge, why didn't there be any report on Muliuge in the intelligence, any detail, Yarlin didn't want to be an uncertain factor.

"With this information, the Nordir Academy will definitely be defeated," Denton laughed and said excitedly.

"Dalton, do you also want to try the truth that the arrogant army will be defeated?" Jarrin stared at his companion with sharp eyes, he could despise his opponent strategically, but he should not underestimate his opponent tactically, and Jarlin knew this truth.

Danton looked at the eyes of the Son of Yarlin, like a basin of cold water splashed on his head, and instantly sobered up.

"Holy Son, Denton does not dare to try".

"That's the best," Arrin put away his coercion.

"Let's all go and study it carefully, the glory is in the heart, not the form. ”

"Yes, Holy Son" everyone replied, and slowly walked out of the room, leaving only the Holy Son of Yarlin still thinking, gently stroking a spear behind him, like stroking a bewitching woman, and the cold from the spear was also a very positive response to the Holy Son of Yarlin.