Covering his forehead, remembering what he had just done, Cyril was ashamed to dig a hole in the ground and get in. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

He didn't know why just now, but driven by that inexplicable mood, he was very decisive and walked backstage with Lisanna in his arms.

Although it is a backstage for the contestants, in addition to the contestants, there are also some relatives related to the contestants, and this so-called backstage is particularly close to the auditorium, in order to allow the contestants to have a better interaction with the surrounding audience.

Cyril ignored the referee's voice calling him, and then gently walked over to Harrow with Lisanna in his arms, asking Harrow to take care of her.

"It's over, I probably looked like a guy who opened the harem just now!"

It can be regarded as self-aware, and after Cyril entered the venue, he found that many female viewers cast disgusted eyes on him, and that kind of gaze as if he was looking at scum made him very difficult to accept.

Coughing a few times and clearing his throat, the silver-haired elf referee interrupted the awkward atmosphere, and with a wave of his left hand, he took the lead in accepting Cyril's upcoming opponent.

"Then in the last round of the first qualifier, the first contestant will be Fresnel Keltrilan, a Wind Swordsman from the Kingdom of Colrain......"

frowned slightly, although he knew that there was a hidden dragon and crouching tiger in this legendary star selection competition, but he didn't expect a rare professional to be mixed in.

Just as there is a distinction between the upper and lower levels of magic, there is also a distinction between high and low among professionals.

It's just that the division of professions is not as detailed as the division of magic, and the division of professions is only roughly divided into ordinary and rare professions.

Mage, Demon Warrior, Demon Swordsman, Knight, Clergyman...... These are ordinary professionals. The most unique thing about rare occupations is the same as the classification of occupations, and the number of occupations that can obtain rare occupations is quite rare.

Compared to ordinary classes, Rare Classes have more powerful and unique powers, and they usually have their own unique magic and abilities.

Just like Senna, although she was a magic swordsman when she reported her home, she was actually a rare professional.

"Tsk...... I didn't expect it to be a good start, and I don't know what type of profession this so-called Wind Swordsman is...... Sounds like a speed-oriented melee professional, isn't it like an assassin?"

Like Cyrill, the surrounding audience also began to talk about it after learning that this Fresnel was a rare professional.

The silver-haired elf ignored the restless audience around him, and he continued, "And this Miss Keltrilan is not only a rare professional, but she is also a disciple of Miss Ahlena, the 'Night Chaser!!"

This time, Cyril was not as excited as the audience around him, although after losing his memory, he also made up for some common sense about all aspects of the mainland, but after all, time was limited, and he definitely couldn't know all the legendary powerhouses, at least he hadn't heard of this Ahlena.

"As for our other contestant, it is the demon warrior Cyril from the Far North Continent, the United Kingdom of Wight, but our Cyril player didn't reveal much about himself, but judging from his performances in the previous games, Cyril is also a strong professional. ”

Sighing, even Cyril himself felt a little confused when he heard this introduction, let alone the surrounding audience, but the audience was more concerned about another issue.

"Hey, do you hear me? Isn't this guy named Cyril a slave?

The easiest way to distinguish a commoner from a slave is to see if the person has a surname, no matter how poor and miserable, how tormented life, how many wrongs he has committed, how many times he has been imprisoned, as long as he has a surname, then this person is still a commoner, once he has no surname, it proves that the person has been reduced to a slave.

And the strong commotion around can only be compared to when Lisanna appeared just now.

Let out a low snort of disdain, and Delfit's somewhat displeased voice came from under the helmet: "These people are really interesting, not to mention whether this guy named Cyril is deliberately trying to hide his real name, even if he is a slave, but he can overcome obstacles to get this far, it is much better than the guy who sits there gossiping." ”

Perhaps everyone else thought that it was Defeit who suddenly burst into a sense of justice and stood up to say a word to Cyril, but only Azir knew that Defeit was a gladiator before participating in the Legend Star tryout, and to put it more colloquially, he was a slave who was forcibly asked to participate in the tournament to earn money.

But even so, Defeite still stood out from the first Legend Star Contest with his own efforts, and became the strongest among the many Legend Stars in one fell swoop.

Although the first three often do not ask about the world and do not move around the outside world, people think that they are mysterious and powerful, but a very small number of people in the know understand that Defeit's strength is not inferior to the third place at all, and can barely compete with the second place.

Defeit, who was originally a gladiator, was naturally spurned and disgusted by others, so when he heard such gossip from the audience around him, a nameless fire spontaneously arose from the depths of his heart.

Patting Delfitt on the back, Xiu stretched out his thumb and pointed to the dueling arena, and then said with a smile: "Don't worry! Although this guy named Cyril looks weird, it turns out that the more eccentric people look at him, the more powerful he is, and after he defeats the disciple of this legendary powerhouse, the annoying guys around him will shut up." ”

"So, the final game of the first qualifying round starts now!"

Moving his shoulders, Cyril looked at the slim girl standing across from him, and gently stroked the edge of his mask with some helplessness.

"Trouble! If you can have the title, you are either a legendary powerhouse or a legendary star, or some of the top epic powerhouses, no matter how you look at the elf in front of you, it is estimated that it will not be too weak. In addition, she is still a rare professional, but since she is a speed professional, then the attack power and stamina should be slightly weaker, in that case, it is still a durable battle......"

From his waist, he pulled out two short swords about a meter long, these two short swords were made of light blue metal throughout, and the gauntlets were inlaid with an irregular green gem, and the magic runes on the blades made the two short swords look even more gorgeous.

Fresnel let out a low sigh, and the runes engraved on the willow leaf armor wrapped around her delicate body immediately flashed with a faint light.

Feeling that the figure of Frisnel standing opposite him flickered, and before Cyril could see Fresnel's movements, the short sword held by Fresnel had already stabbed Cyril into Cyril's side.

"Huh?" Xiu was slightly stunned, and then couldn't help but let out a question.

Although most of what he said just now was to comfort Defeit, but deep down he felt that this Cyril might be really strong, but he didn't expect that the two of them would be separated in just one round.

Even the surrounding audience let out bursts of cheers, in their opinion, a guy who might be a slave not only broke into the last qualifier, but was also killed by the enemy in such a clean way in the first game, it was really too much to lower the level of the Legend Star Tryout.

However, Cyril's reaction stunned everyone, he just gently stretched out his bandaged left hand and patted Fresnel's right hand clenching the short sword, and then said helplessly: "I know that you want to win very strongly, but there is no need to come up and use such a vicious trick, if I were an ordinary person, I would be dead by now." ”

As soon as her pupils shrank, Fresnel pulled out her dagger and pulled back, and in just two seconds she evacuated a distance of hundreds of meters.

Holding his right hand over the wound on his side, Cyril breathed a sigh of relief after seeing that the bandage had not been stained with any suspicious liquid.

It had taken him a long time to suppress the sin mud in his body to a certain extent, and now, even if his body was stabbed in half, he could control the sin mud from flowing through here, so that it would not leak out of the wound.

Stretching his waist, Cyril took an attacking stance and said slowly: "Okay, since you've done it, then I can't stand still." ”

Cyril's speed is no worse than Fresnel's, not only is he extremely fast, but he is also ridiculously fast in attacking.

I saw Cyril's two fists dance impenetrably, and one punch after another smashed into Fresnel's body.

Although he dodged most of Cyril's punches, after only a few of them, Fresnel already had a very painful look on his face.

"Hmph...... Sure enough, although the special skills and general magic are still unclear, it seems that the class of Wind Swordsman is indeed known for its speed and reflexes, and as for the defense, it should be relatively weak, so even if you don't use delaying tactics, you can directly defeat her!"

Thinking of this, Cyril's movements changed, and he slapped out with both fists, and Fresnel, who was blocking his attack, couldn't help but take a few steps back.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Cyril leaped into the air, and then his left leg slammed into the air with a twist of his body.

Bang! The kick that landed in the air and slammed into the ground immediately stirred up a large cloud of rubble and dust, and Cyril moved as he clenched his hands weakly, and a black bladeless heavy sword made entirely of black liquid appeared in his hand.

"Eat my big sword!!"