Chapter Seventy-Eight won six games, and there are two left

At the same time, in the first training camp half a city away from the Duke's Palace, the atmosphere was a little strange.

Those civilian cadets, who are usually low-key and withdrawn, have changed their habit of staying in the library or dormitory after training, and have gathered in groups on campus. Or to each other, or to argue fiercely. There seemed to be an undercurrent, surging silently, attracting all their interest, and even the all-night carnival in the city did not bother to participate.

And if you look closely, you can find that the distance between the noble cadets and the commoner cadets is no longer than in the past. Occasionally, a noble student passed by, and the students gathered around looked at him a little wrong, and then closed their mouths in unison. Looking at each other's gazes, there was a faint hostility.

The teachings know this. The reason for this qiē is just a freshman of the E Brigade who has been in the school for less than half a month.

"What do you think they're going to do with him?" asked one of the little freckled men in the civilian circle.

"Who knows?" said one of the cadets beside him, "but if there is a fight at the ball of the Grand Duke Adolf, he will not be able to please anything." The aristocrats will not spare a corrupt fellow. Maybe someone has called for him to be arrested by now!"

"This guy is really crazy too. Knowing that a character like Lord Scarlett is not something that we can afford to provoke, why would he still touch an egg with a stone?"

"Shut up!" another scolded, "It's just that we all think we're smart, so we are bullied by people riding on our heads like this! If we were all like him, hey, we wouldn't be so shitty now." ”

"What can we do? Even if we unite and fight with the nobles?" the man who was reprimanded retorted, "We have no power and no money, and in the academy they still have to take care of the rules set by Grand Duke Solan and the decency of the academy, if we are outside, it only takes a word for people to clean us up!"

"Clean up, clean up!" said the student in front of him angrily, "If they clean up one, can they clean up all of us? They were likewise subject to imperial law. We always feel that we can't afford to be provoked, we are submissive, we are bullied, we don't dare to say a word, why should people respect us?"

As he spoke, he gritted his teeth and said, "I don't know what you guys think, anyway, I'll convince that kid today." People have the blood to fight with the nobles at the ball of the Grand Duke Adolf, and we all live with our tails between our legs in the academy. What a shame!"

"Yes!" The students next to him were also excited, gossiping.

"It's a big deal not to register in the Knight's Palace. Lao Tzu has his own ability, being a mercenary, and supporting his family in the same way. ”

"Now in the war, we are all reservists, and we have made meritorious contributions on the battlefield with our abilities, even if we lose a hundred battles, we will also be nobles and have to be picked. Aren't those guys in today's rabble squad?!"

"I can't live this life anymore. We're here to learn how to be a knight, not to be a wreck. ”

"That's right, let's go down three or four times in order to graduate, and then leave the academy in the future, what should we do when we encounter this kind of thing?

The same voice appeared in every corner of the campus, in every crowd of students.

As more and more people joined, at this time, everyone was surprised to find that there were not one or two people who had the same idea as themselves. At this time, they said what they only dared to think and say on weekdays, awakening the bloody nature that was suppressed in the deepest part of their hearts and was almost wiped out!

And this qiē was all touched by Roy..., the freshman who had only been enrolled for less than half a month was changing the academy.

In the excitement of the crowd, one of the students suddenly sighed and said worriedly: "I estimate that Roy may be more than lucky tonight." Not to mention that the ball party was full of nobles, but just to talk about Xia Li and them, he couldn't beat them. I inquired, he fought with Xiang Feng last time and recuperated from his injury for a long time. This time......"

Everyone fell silent for a while, and their hearts were a little uncomfortable. They didn't know how to help Roy. What he did was unimaginable, and the challenges he faced, and the consequences he might endure, were beyond their reach.

At the least, he lost his qualification to register in the Knight's Hall and was expelled from the academy. And Yan zhòng's words...... People can't even bear to imagine the scenes they have seen in the history books, those they have heard of, and even seen with their own eyes—hard labor, hanging, crucification, throwing into leprosy villages, being locked in dark water prisons, wearing red-hot iron hoods, drowning.........

Of course, ninety-nine percent of the nobility are normal, even upright people. Whether it is for the sake of their reputation or their rule, they will not and dare not do such things to people at will.

However, if only one of the nobles in a group is determined to deal with a commoner, all of the above can happen!

Just when everyone was worried, suddenly, a student who had gone to the Duke's Castle to inquire about the news rushed into the gate of the academy and said breathlessly to the people who surrounded him.

"It's a fight!"

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Ignoring Ning Mao'er's knife-like gaze, Roy withdrew his fist and slowly turned around to look at Scarlett and Xia Li.

"Five people, I beat three and won five games......" Before the words fell, he suddenly struck a backhand knife as if he remembered something, slashed at Ning Mao'er's neck who was glaring at him fiercely, slashed her unconscious, and said happily: "....... is now six." ”

In Scarlett and Xia Li's almost fiery gazes, the corners of his mouth hooked up a sneering smile: "There are still two stupid pestles left to pose there." It's not too early, so I take the liberty to ask the two of you, do you inherit your shameless aristocratic tradition and learn from your origins together, or do you come one by one with a swollen face and a fat man, pretending to be graceful?"

The crowd was three floors inside and three layers outside, enclosing the open space between the fountain in the front yard of the castle and the main hall.

There was silence all around, and everyone stared blankly at this civilian boy with a poisonous mouth and black hands, and his brain was in turmoil.

At this time, Pierre, Ranch, and Waumsley, who were still cynically standing by and watching the joke just now, all looked stern and strange. Scarlett's hand holding the balcony railing turned white because of the force, and Xia Li, who was closest to Roy, was even more complexional, and his whole body was tense, like a cheetah ready to pounce.

Compared to them, Roy seemed more at ease.

Standing between the three of Siwalker, who had fainted, he was like a lion standing in the corpse of a challenger. His thin body, dragged out a long shadow in the light of the castle, gave people an indescribable sense of oppression.

One qiē, it all happened too fast.

At the moment, everyone feels like they are in a dream. In the dream, Roy, who was wearing a summer shirt, simply walked into the gorgeously dressed aristocratic crowd, and smashed the pride of the noble children with three fists and two feet under the bright lights of the ball. He just stood there, so ordinary, so dazzling.

"This guy is the student who made trouble on the entrance day? Doesn't he say that he only has the strength to arm one star?" The directors and instructors of the second and third training camps exchanged heads in shock. ..., they would love to see the cadets of the first training camp infighting. But they didn't want to see such a terrifying new life emerge from each other.

Yes, horror! Being able to knock down three second-year students, including a Master Lang Xing, one in succession in just a few minutes, this black-haired kid can only be described as terrifying and ferocious.

Although he only has the strength of armed four-star now, he can't afford to make any big waves. It is unlikely to affect the pattern of the inter-house challenge in the near future, but if he is given two or three years, I am afraid that things will be in trouble.

Judging from the battle just now, his murderous aura and fighting consciousness completely surpassed his age. If it weren't for the opponent who had been tempered on the battlefield, he wouldn't even be able to exert seventy percent of his strength in front of him. When I thought of those rookie freshmen in my academy who were in the same grade as this evil boy, being beaten by him like a sandbag, everyone was shocked!

The most important question now is whether this kid only has the strength to arm one star when he enters school. If so, then how could he break through to the armed four-star in just a dozen days?!

Don't.......

"Overdose!"

Just when the thoughts of the people in the two training camps flashed, Diarra's cold and somewhat gloating voice was already heard in the crowd where the first training camp was taught.

The other two major training camp problems are also the same questions that Diarra pondered when he saw Roy's vindictiveness.

He didn't believe that Roy had earned it by cultivation anyway. As far as he knew, Roy had only condensed the battle ring after he was eighteen years old. This kind of talent, even in the E Brigade, can be called rubbish. According to the unwritten rules of the training camp, he didn't even have the qualifications to apply for the academy, and he should be kicked out on the admission day!

The fact that a guy with such a poor talent has done what other students can do in a year in a dozen days is obviously not a miracle, but a crooked way!

After so many years of teaching, although he Diarra is not as good as Kameni's gold medal teaching in terms of teaching level, he has seen many students and understood tricks.

Soon, he keenly caught the flash of inspiration in his mind.

"He used the Extreme Ascension Technique!"

Diarra's words caused an uproar in the crowd.

As we all know, the Extreme Enhancement Technique is not something that makes people envy and blush, to put it bluntly, it is a crooked way that forcibly raises the fighting spirit to a certain realm in a short period of time at the cost of overdosing the medicine, harming the body's meridians and overdrawing the future!

This kind of thing is not uncommon in this world. Often, though, the guy who does this is either an idiot or has been cornered and is desperate to achieve a certain goal.

Although they are able to pass guò drugs in a short period of time to greatly increase the fighting spirit. However, after only one limit increase, their bodies will be permanently damaged. Instead of improving, vindictiveness will gradually decline over time.

Therefore, the so-called Limit Enhancement Technique means that this is the limit of the speed of increasing the fighting spirit, and it is also the limit of the knight's life!

If that's the case, then it makes sense.

Obviously, after losing to Xiang Feng, Roy knew that he would face more challenges and would eventually be kicked out of the training camp, so in desperation, he simply overdosed on the pill and forcibly increased his fighting spirit with the power of the medicine, the purpose of which was to gamble - since my future is ruined, I won't let you have a good time!

And today, the reason why he dared to take the challenge book and come here alone was because he had already used the Extreme Lifting Technique, broke the jar and broke it, and there was no turning back!

Thinking of this, Farley and the others all showed a happy smile on their faces. ..., this kid is really stupid. The other cadets who were kicked out of the training camp could not become knights, but they could still be mercenaries. In the future, there is also room for improvement in strength. But when he did this, he was angry and gambled, and his life was ruined.

It won't be long before a large amount of toxicity will erode his meridians, and when it finally explodes, not to mention that the current fighting spirit can't be retained, whether he can keep his life or not is still a question mark!

"Dean, Roy is this—" Steve and Hough, standing behind Gustas on the left and right, asked in a worried whisper as they looked at the damned noble cadets with a grim gaze.

Although he knew that Roy wouldn't be so stupid, and that something wrong with his vindictive spirit wouldn't affect his magical talent. But hearing Diarra's words, they were still a little worried. This is the only precious disciple of the dark camp, if something goes wrong with his body because of this, they will really have the heart to kill!

Don't think that the academy should be a nerd and a good person. Twenty years ago, there was so much blood on their hands that they couldn't wash it away in a lifetime!

"Look at it. Gustas didn't care, and said lightly: "What I can tell you is that as long as it is a stupid thing, people all over the world will not do it." On the contrary, there are some things, even if people all over the world can't do it, just because they can't do it. Whether it's a magical talent or a vindictive talent, this little bastard ...... It's a bastard!"

Gustas did not hide his jealousy, and his voice was not loud. However, it doesn't seem to be too small, not only Steve and Hoff can hear it, but Bol on the side can also hear it.

"Magical talent ......." Pol's eyes lit up, and he glanced at Gustas quietly.

Gustas's gaze seemed to sweep over inadvertently.

The two of them looked at each other and turned away.

Pol's eyes narrowed slightly. Unlike the others, the old man didn't pay much attention to Roy's two battles. In fact, from the moment he saw Roy and Seawalker fighting, his mind was full of images of Roy dodging SeaWalker's fireballs.

He wasn't a knight, he wasn't interested in the way knights fought, and he couldn't tell anything subtle about Roy's gait. However, he was a magician. He is a great sage of the sky who has been immersed in magic for decades, and his knowledge is rich and his vision is vicious, which is not comparable to these people present!

Therefore, he knew that the battle that kid had just now was definitely not normal. Instead of dodging the opponent's magical attacks, he seems to have a special ability...... An ability to premonition, and even see, the Elemental Array!

That kid, you know what kind of magic the other party is going to put on...... Hehe, hehehe......he