Surrounded by the congratulatory crowd, Diarra's face was reserved, while Farley and the others beside him couldn't hide a trace of smugness on their faces.

After preparing for so long and scheming, isn't this the moment they have been waiting for? The combination of the geniuses of the S team can not only restrain the E team supported by Roy alone, but also from the perspective of ornamentation and shock, it is also an excellent design.

Farley is not outstanding in terms of teaching strength, but in terms of figuring out people's hearts, he is definitely the top master of the first training camp.

He knew, but because of his continued attention, his supporters already knew a lot about these gifted students, reciting information about their age, family history, experience, and even personal preferences. If it's just an individual game, whether it's Morey or Hei Ming, it won't bring too many surprises.

If you want to conquer them, you have to be ingenious!

The freshness of the team game, coupled with the dazzling brilliance of the extravagant lineup composed of talented students, coupled with the dazzling appearance of the unexpected appearance of Kyrol, finally all gathered in the devastating offensive against the C team.

Sure enough, it worked!

"Your Excellency," Farley whispered in Diarra's ear with a blushing face, "Cairol is really fighting for you. He poked his mouth into the seats where the directors of the second and third training camps were located, and chuckled, "Those two, you can ask around." ”

Although Diarra is reserved, the corners of her mouth can't help but evoke a smile.

Farley's words tickled at him.

Ever since he parachuted into Loulian to take up the position of vice president, Diarra has always wanted to remove the sub-word in front of the dean and become the first person to truly control the college.

The internal struggle in the first training camp has always been fierce. This is true here, and even more so in the imperial capital camp. In the general camp that year. Diarra struggled for 20 years, and finally got a mid-level position by not following the wrong person. And if he wants to get out of the middle and really step into the top, he has to go further.

However, the camp is full of talent. Even within the same faction, he is not outstanding. Not to mention the core. It is not easy to squeeze into the top of the hierarchy with no more than 30 people.

In the face of the competition of countless people around him, Diarra did not stay in the main camp stupidly to continue to suffer, but chose the roundabout route of going to Lulian to serve as the vice president.

Among the branches of the first training camp, Lulian is the last one on the list. The strength is poor, the financial resources are small, and every time the general camp competes, he will accompany the last seat. However, no matter how bad it is, a branch dean is also an out-and-out training camp executive. On an equal footing with the elders of the Imperial Capital General Camp. The position is only under the two commanders.

Diarra's purpose is clear, he is coming for this position.

This is not only the plan of the lord who let him down to control the Lulian Branch, but also the only way for him to truly become the top of the main camp.

At first, Diarra didn't want to go head-to-head with Gustas.

In his opinion, Gustas was old and incompetent, and he was still wasting resources on the children of the common people. Abdication is only a matter of time. Instead of fighting with him, it is better to go all out to promote the aristocratic elite model. Make a difference.

At that time, Diarra was full of ambition. I think that in two or three years, I will be able to reach my goal.

But no one expected that although Gustas let go of power and didn't care about Pepsi, he just went to prison for the position of dean, and his ass didn't move at all. The more he Diarra tossed, the happier he became. The old man's attitude became colder. Not to mention taking the initiative to give way, even if the above specially brought a message down to try it, he was also blocked back.

A year or two has passed, and Diarra can wait. But after nearly four years, Gustas still refuses to give way. He had already lost his patience.

In the past year, the contest between him and Gustas has turned from dark to light, but it has not yet torn his face.

But with this year's admission day, after he ordered the expulsion of several E Brigade students but was dismissed by Gustas in public, coupled with the subsequent incidents caused by Roy and the arrival of Inspector Pol, this battle without swords has entered a white heat.

Some time ago, it was his most frustrated time.

After receiving Pol's report, the battalion not only reprimanded him for his stupidity in Roy's case, but also expressed concern about his ability to run the Sorting House. What made him especially frightened was that the lord he followed even explicitly told him that if he couldn't control the situation, his replacement would be parachuted in at any time.

This is tantamount to a slap in the face for Diarra, who has been boiling for four years.

Now, there is no way back for him. The chariot and horse have been laid out, and the adults above and the teachers below are all looking at him, and taking a step back, it is the abyss.

Fortunately, the general camp's opinion of Roy was very strict.

Some people think that this kid may really be a genius who was almost kicked out of the academy by Diarra, and it was Gustas's discernment that kept him. If such a talent is put in the other two training camps, and after growing up, he defeats his own students in the inter-camp competition, it will be really a shame to go home.

And some people think that this kid has soared to the fourth star of the armed force in just ten days, which is too incredible. They agree more with Diarra's judgment of "extreme improvement". Besides, this guy has a double cultivation of magic and martial arts, even if he doesn't take medicine, he will be left far behind by others.

This dispute has not yet come to fruition. This is the main reason why the teachings of the Great Pol are still lingering.

The altercation gave Diarra some time to breathe, and luckily for him, just as he was in a hurry, the event of Kevin's challenge occurred. Roy's cowardly retreat not only sparked accusations and condemnation within the Sorting House, but also caused more and more people in the camp to fall into the camp of questioning the kid.

Diarra keenly seized this opportunity and added fuel to the fire, forming the current public opinion offensive against Roy.

It wasn't a fatal blow, though. He knew that today's competition was the best chance to prove that he had more vision than Gustas and was more suitable to take charge of the academy. Just peel off Roy's skin and shatter his aura, and he'll make everyone understand. Gustas is already old and confused!

Looking at Gustas not far away, listening to the excited discussions of the supporters and elders around him, the corners of Diarra's mouth hooked up a smile.

After the appearance of the S-Band, now standing on the edge of the cliff is the old guy Gustas. If it's just a solo fight, with Roy's strength at the ball. He wasn't sure he was going to win. But when it comes to the battle array competition, he doesn't believe that the kid who is determined to use the limit to improve can lead a group of waste who have only infiltrated the academy with outdated admission standards to compete against the luxurious lineup of the S team!

Today, he is going to strip this kid of his skin and let him be exposed!

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"Look at their smug looks," Ivy said disdainfully as she looked at Farley and the others from the teaching seat. "Gather a group of the best cadets together, any team can win, I don't know what to be proud of. ”

Dressed in white tight-fitting casual clothes, Aiwei's slender figure is set off with a concave and convex, which is extraordinarily attractive, and her long hair is tied into a ponytail, which adds a heroic spirit to the feminine femininity.

The teachers around him, including many of the students in the audience below. They all peeked over here from time to time.

Some of the old ones are okay, but when their eyes sweep over. The gaze lingered imperceptibly on her for a few more seconds, and the eyes of the young men were as hot as fire. Especially those suitors who show their carriages and horses, they will go here when they have nothing to do.

You must know that when Ivy was a student, she was on the school flower list for many years. After becoming a teacher, although he is not on the list, he has more mature charm than the youthfulness of the students.

It's just that Ivy focuses on research on weekdays. rarely shows up, and doesn't even have a chance to be courteous. And this time, she who has never been interested in this kind of game actually came to watch the game, which had to surprise everyone.

Because of this, Flin, who was pulled by Ivy to sit beside her, felt like a pins and needles in the eyes that swept over her.

He has a family and he is self-aware. Even if he didn't have either, as a pharmacist companion who knew Ivy's temper best, he really didn't dare to think anything wrong about her. Compared to beauty, it's still your own life that is more important.

Swept away by Ivy's ponytail who turned back angrily, Fu Lin rubbed his eyes and said with a wry smile, "The question is, people can't think about it." In today's competition, they want to win. No matter what means are used, no matter whether the brilliance is dishonorable or not, winning is winning. It's useless for others to say that it's sky-breaking. ”

"Humph!" Ivy snorted angrily, a little deflated. She knew that what Flynn was telling was the truth. For Diarra's gang, as long as they win, they have achieved their goal. As for what means were used, how many people will know after the game, and how many people will care?

When it reaches the imperial capital headquarters, everyone only knows the victory or defeat. On the surface, it is the victory or defeat of the students, but behind it is the victory or defeat between Diarra's family and his father. Who told his father to think so much about which damn boy? Whether it is vision or control over the academy, the winner is naturally stronger.

"Actually, if the Dean had refused to change the format from the beginning, there would be no matter what it is today," Flynn said as he looked at the S Team in the arena and held his chin, "When it comes to fighting alone, I really can't think of anyone in this gang who is Roy's opponent." ”

"What's the use of saying this now. Ivy glanced angrily at her father, who was not far away.

The other day, as soon as she heard about the format change, she approached Gustas and pointed out the key. But Gustas only smiled and waved his hand, and turned his head to do his own thing. There is no vigilance against Diarra and others step by step.

Others don't know about Gustas, but Ivy knows a lot about her father. She knows better than anyone that her father, who seems to be happy and harmonious on the surface, is a fat man without scheming, but when it comes to shrewdness and means, it is not comparable to ordinary people.

What he can see, he can see. I just don't know why he doesn't pay so much attention to this matter. Doesn't he know that because of Kevin's challenge, the situation that was originally in his favor has now been reversed. One day Roy doesn't accept the challenge, and the other day he gets questioned.

"Core!" Ivy scolded Roy in her heart.

She is not very optimistic about her father's disciple. If his father had put all his bets on him, it would have been a little too risky.

Not to mention that Roy only has the strength of one star of bravery now, even if he is replaced by Pierre, who has fair strength, I am afraid that he will not be able to lead the nine E-Brigade students to compete against the following team. Judging from the ease with which Team S won just now. I'm afraid that their strength has not yet been exerted to a third!

No matter how powerful Roy is alone, he can't do anything in the face of the opponent's battle formation. Not to mention......... Ivy's gaze fell on the quiet girl who was quietly following behind the S-team.

What's more, the other party also has such an outstanding magical genius. In terms of the speed at which magic can be released, she's no worse than Roy!

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Half a prayer hour later. The match between A and D is over.

Again, there is no suspense in this game. Whether it is the comparison of strength between the two sides or the on-the-spot performance in the battle, Team A occupies an absolute advantage.

If there's one thing that catches people's attention, it's that there is a former student of Team D in the lineup of Team A.

It is said that this cadet was valued by Farley and then recommended to Team A to teach Harry.

Entrance exams are a time-tested rule that has been formed since the inception of the first training camp. Although there are low-gifted people who end up achieving more than high-gifted talents, this is mostly related to personal experience and tenacity. Rarely too much will change.

A cadet who could only enter Team D, less than a month after enrollment, was selected into Team A, which had not been seen in the Muni City branch for many years.

But I have to say that Farley's vision is indeed very poisonous.

This student, named Weddle, was originally just a green talent. However, after joining the A Brigade. But it has advanced by leaps and bounds, and its strength has been improved to the armed four-star.

Although he is a little older. He is twenty-one years old this year, and when he entered school, he was armed with the strength of two stars. But this speed of improvement is still quite amazing.

In today's battle, Wedel's cousin Xiàn was better than the other A-Brigade cadets.

This shaved-headed, gloomy guy had been a mercenary before he entered school. He has a lot of combat experience, and he is also ruthless and decisive. In the face of his former companions, he didn't say anything about it. There were several D-Brigade students, all of whom were knocked down by him with heavy hands.

Although he was not seriously injured, his nose and face were swollen.

For Wedel's coldness and coldness. The audience had mixed reactions. Team D booed, while Team A cheered loudly. Some frowned, others smiled. However, regardless of the reaction, everyone knows that there are all kinds of birds when the forest is big, and this is just a small episode.

What everyone is looking forward to now is the next battle between the B Brigade and the E Brigade.

In the training camp, most of the best students are concentrated in the S Brigade and the A Brigade, and if it is placed in the usual days, not to mention the E Brigade known as the waste concentration camp, it is the competition of the B Brigade, and everyone is not interested.

And the reason why they are looking forward to it is only because of the kid who turned the first training camp upside down - Roy!

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"It's our turn. ”

Standing in the entrance passage, looking at the bright light at the entrance of the passage, listening to the tsunami-like sound of the bowl of grandstand rising from the mountain, Giles swallowed a mouthful of saliva and turned to his companions behind him.

"Damn," Griffin swore with a twitch of his cheeks, "why am I a little nervous?"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a sound of neat footsteps.

The students of Team E turned their heads to look and saw that the students of Team B had already walked over. When the two sides passed by in the narrow passage, the shoulders of several B Brigade cadets deliberately bumped into the bodies of E Brigade cadets.

Both sides glared at each other, their eyes full of provocation and outdoneness. It wasn't until the figure of the last of the B Brigade cadets blended into the bright sunlight at the entrance of the passage and the cheers of the arena that the confrontation ended.

"There's nothing to be nervous about," Roy tightened the belt of his armor and moved his limbs as he tightened his armor in the midst of the noise, "we have to have faith in ourselves." ”

The students glanced at each other, and their expressions were obviously relaxed.

In fact, it's no wonder they are nervous, it's really this game, it's too important for them.

From the aisle where they were, a part of the bowl grandstand could be seen. It was the worst-placed stand in the entire arena, and it was none other than the cadets of Team E sitting there.

Since Diarra presided over the academy, such things have been commonplace. Whatever the event, the E Brigade will always be placed in the corner, and even in the round stands, they can only sit in positions exposed to the scorching sun or without a tarpaulin.

This has become a habit, not only does everyone else take it for granted, but even many of the E Brigade students themselves are numb.

It wasn't until Kameni's arrival, and until the moment Roy beat Klaus, that the stagnant water rolled up in waves.

Although it was only a competition of ten people, there were at least twenty people standing beside everyone at the moment. Even if they can't play, they can play hard, help their fellow participants wear armor, serve tea and pour water, and everyone is willing.

And in the stands of Team E, there are countless expectant eyes looking at this side at this moment.

No one wants to be belittled, let alone these best of the best who stand out from their tens of millions of peers.

Team E has been carrying the name of Waste Battalion for too long. Year after year, they were all excluded from the top 10 of the Team Challenge.

The resources that originally belonged to them were deprived of them by the righteous light, and at the end of each year's competition, they had nothing but the title of a waste and the contemptuous eyes of the other brigades.

And today, although they didn't say a word, everyone knows that they are waiting.

'Let's go. Roy took a deep breath and strode out of the narrow passage.

Everyone followed Roy, and as soon as they walked out of the passage, they found that the enthusiastic sound had stopped abruptly as if it had been suddenly choked by an invisible hand.

The stands, which had always been bustling, had an embarrassing silence at this moment.

What made all the members of Team E even more embarrassed was that after a short silence, a few watchers on the opposite side suddenly erupted in a burst of boos.

Several well-known groups of noble children in the academy all took up at this moment and gestured to Roy with a thumbs down.

'Coward, get out of the academy. ‘

'We're ashamed of you!'

'Get out!'

Although they had known for a long time that the major aristocratic groups had been coming and going frequently in recent times, and it seemed that something was brewing, everyone still didn't expect that they would suddenly make trouble in this way at this time.

The leader of the second grade was a tall and thin young man in a purple robe.

His name was Heccott, and he was born into a powerful earl family in Lulian. His mother was also a close friend of the Marquise de Joyce.

In the past, when Scarlett and the others were there, Heccott's gang did not get along with them, on one side were local nobles, and on the other hand, there were foreign dragons, and the two sides fought openly and secretly, and did not give in to each other.

However, when it comes to Roy, Hercett and Scarlett are on the same side. Especially after the Scarlett group was defeated by Roy, almost all the people who were previously attached to Scarlett defected to Heccott's banner.

In normal times, this is a good thing. But now it's tantamount to putting Heckett on the grill.

With the change in the atmosphere of the academy, the days of aristocrats and children who used to be arrogant are gone. Their control over the civilian students around them is getting worse and worse, while on the contrary, the civilian children are becoming more and more motivated, more and more humble and arrogant, and more and more high-spirited.

In the academy, the trench between the children of the nobility and the commoners was filled in, and the status became more and more equal. This qiē made the children of the nobility feel awkward and embarrassed.

As cadets, they were more enlightened than other nobles. The spirit of mercy that the knights demanded also made them always sympathetic to the weak. Many people do this when they participate in the annual practical trials or graduation trips. will voluntarily help the weak and fight grievances.

However, this is a hierarchical world after all, and the education they received from childhood is that the distinction between nobles and commoners is insurmountable. They sympathize with the weak, if they voluntarily do so. And once the civilians who are only submissive and whispered on weekdays. Straighten your waist and sit on an equal footing with them, and they will not be able to accept it.

After the First World War, the academy was turbulent, and the conflict between the nobles and the commoners' children was already acute, and during that time, many teachings were biased in favor of the commoners' children at Diarra's behest, which made the resentment in the hearts of the nobles more and more serious.

In private, they can accept equality with civilian cadets, but for the initiators of this qiē. They must come back with revenge!

As the current second-year leader, Hecott is not the same as Scarlett. As the county lord, Scarlett was born with a dazzling aura. There is a confident capital in the face of any opponent. However, it is also because of too much self-confidence. Scarlett was killed by Roy at the prom for challenge and gamble, and suffered a loss.

Heckett was a local nobleman, and although his family was quite powerful, he was in this environment. No one will offend others lightly. As a result, his way of doing things is more stoic and calm. Plus there are lessons from Scarlett's past. Without absolute certainty, he would not choose to have a direct conflict with Roy.

In the past, in the face of changes in the academy, Hercourt chose to take a break from the limelight and wait for the right moment. Under his restraint, the children of the nobility also swallowed their anger, in addition to the necessary training courses on weekdays. came late and left early, and completely became the invisible person of the academy.

Hercourt thought clearly. He knew, in terms of reason. Roy occupies the high ground.

In the front, there was the instruction that all nobles and commoners were equal in Solan, and then there was a ball. He clings to the challenges and the stakes so tightly that no one can make a mistake. The slap he slapped in Scarlett's face and his interpretation of true aristocrats were shared by many of the nobles themselves.

Therefore, he had to wait. Waiting for this guy who keeps saying how the aristocracy should be, what kind of guy makes a mistake.

Hercett's hard work was not in vain, and the wait was not long. Just when the internal challenge is just around the corner. The sword that the Lanrees stuck in the gates of the academy that humiliated every Camp 1 member allowed Hercott to fight back. A once-in-a-lifetime opportunity was ushered in.

Today is the day when they collectively attack!

At this moment, in addition to the second-year aristocratic students led by Heccott, the major aristocratic groups in the third- and fourth-year students also stood up. As far as the eye can see, the top ten groups of noble children on the list. stood up to denounce Roy, and there were quite a few.

With their influence, coupled with the unanimous support of the other students of the S Brigade and the A Brigade, Roy, who was standing in the arena, became the target of everyone!

In the midst of this overwhelming condemnation. The atmosphere has changed, and so have people's faces.

Tang Xiaoben, Nicole, Luke and the others stood up and fought back sharply, and the short-tempered Meng Meng and Eric even fought with one of the loudest guys next to them on the spot. In the VIP seat, Inspector Boer's face was pale, and several supporters and elders also denounced the absurdity.

Diarra, Farley, Kameni, Hazen, the two directors of the second and third training camps...... In the stands, everyone reacted differently. The entire arena was in chaos for a while. Still, no sound could hide a loud roar.

"Get out!"

Roy looked up, his gaze sweeping over the stands.

From the day he rejected Kevin's challenge, he knew that such a moment would come. Therefore, compared to the indignant Griffin and others around him, he seemed unusually calm.

He saw at least a thousand people in the bowl-shaped stands, led by the sons of the nobles, standing up, shouting at him hoarsely and waving their fists.

He saw Morey of the S-Band, gesturing down with his thumbs up.

He saw the contemptuous, playful smiles on Diarra and Farley's faces.

He also saw

Roy's gaze swept over the worried Ling Shuang Ling Xue, past Gustas and the worried Dark Camp Instructors, over the angry Tang Xiaoben, blushing and arguing with others, Julie and all the other people he knew, and finally fell on Annie, who was pale and sitting among the children of the nobles.

Compared with the other angry aristocratic children around her, Anne, who was sitting, looked lonely and piercing. A girl was pulling her, trying to persuade her to join the ranks of the nobles. On the other side, several noble children looked at her with dissatisfaction.

Roy knew that Anne had a hard time since her identity was revealed.

As the daughter of Baron Pollabel's family, she naturally knows her family's little handyman very well. If Roy had a conflict with the noble children, she reprimanded him as a young lady, or at least told him the details, and the noble children were not so passive.

But Anne didn't say a word. It wasn't until Roy's identity was revealed that the nobles' children knew him for a long time.

In the eyes of the children of the nobility, this is a kind of estrangement and a betrayal. This proves that Anne has not really integrated into them until now.

They surrounded Anne because of Anne's beauty, but deep down, it was inevitable that she did not have the arrogance of a ruined nobleman in the country. And when they suffered a loss, they were embarrassed and angry, only to find this girl who didn't even have a few new dresses. When I still have reservations about myself, the anger in my heart can be imagined. If it weren't for the fact that Anne was so attractive, I am afraid that they would have ostracized her a long time ago.

It had been a long time since Roy had seen Anne alone since he had rejected Anne's apology to the nobleman's son and bowed her head.

However, not seeing each other does not mean not caring.

For him, Anne was a friend, the daughter of Baron Brian, whom he revered, and a sign of his dying youth. She used to sit on a haystack, wagging her feet to talk to him, and she used to be overjoyed by the success of teasing him. These are the same as Tom's smiling faces, and they are his most precious memories.

Seeing Annie at this moment, Roy suddenly felt a little distressed.

Anne in a pale green dress. Pulled by the girl next to her. If the girl was persuaded before, now it is almost forced.

Anne bit her lip tightly. At this moment, she is not the cunning and charming girl that Roy is familiar with. Nor is it the prom princess who wanders among a group of obsessive suitors, her skirt is flying, but she is as smooth as a beautiful little carp, which makes people feel incomprehensible and itchy.

Now she looks so embarrassed. So helpless.

Roy and Anne's eyes met. In those few seconds of staring at each other, Anne's face turned cold, she stood up, arrogantly raised her swan-like neck to him, and although she did not speak, she had already joined the ranks of denunciating him with practical actions.

The noble children around Anne laughed. The corners of Roy's mouth also curled a slight arc. The laughter of the children of the aristocracy. It's because of the stubborn Anne that finally gave in. And Roy's laugh. Because he knew that she was still the precious daughter of Baron Brian's family, the most beautiful and proudest person in the three counties.

Roy withdrew his gaze, ignored the people in the stands, and led the team to the center of the arena.

As a clan captain. He had to join Team B's captain Allen in accepting the pre-match referee admonishment and making a commitment to a fair and friendly match.

The game was presided over by a bald referee on the referee's bench. Roy didn't know his name, but he knew that this guy was a teacher of Team A.

"Listen, boy. The bald referee was obviously not very friendly to Roy, and when he came up, he didn't talk to Allen, and directly reprimanded Roy, "Since you don't even dare to accept a challenge, I don't think you are qualified to participate in this game." I'll build yì you just admit defeat. lest he disgrace the academy in front of outsiders for a while. ”

The bald referee's words made Allen, the captain of Team B, stunned for a moment, and then overjoyed.

Although he was not afraid of the E team, a group of guys whose average strength was one to two stars lower than his own, he was a little frightened by Roy, who could beat Xia Li and others, who were at the top of the second-year ranking, and finally defeated Scarlett with magic against magic.

For this competition, Team B devised several tactics against Roy. Unexpectedly, such a change occurred when the war began.

Listening to the surroundings, it was full of boos and heckling for Roy, and it is not an exaggeration to describe Team E as the target of everyone. And the referee, who should have been impartial, actually directly suggested that Roy withdraw from the competition, which is simply a clear warning to Roy, even if you compete, it is impossible to win.

Before the game even started, the winner was already clear.

Roy was also a little stunned, the other party's shamelessness was completely beyond his expectations. You know, after all, this is an academy for training imperial knights. As a teacher, they changed the game to make a bracket, and played all the tricks, but the master didn't say anything. This bullshit referee is still doing this.

Do you really think I'm a bully, master?

After coming back to his senses, Roy felt a nameless fire rush up from the bottom of his heart. He narrowed his eyes slightly, staring at the bald referee.

"What?" the bald referee met his gaze and sneered, "Did I say something wrong? Do you want me to apologize to you?"

Apologies? Where would Roy give him such a chance.

He grinned. The expression on his face was like a puddle of mush, and it instantly turned into a confused appearance that made people look very angry and feel insulted to their IQ, shook his head quickly, and said sincerely, "There is no need to apologize, I'll treat you as a fart." ”

Sizzle, with the sound of Allen gasping, the playful smile on the bald referee's face froze at once.

"What did you say?"

The bald referee's voice was almost squeezed out between his teeth.

The teachings of this a-brigade. Naturally, he is also a member of the Diarra line. In fact, five of the seven judges in this challenge, including him, were Diarra's men. Together, their savings constitute the last insurance against any further accidents in this game.

As the executive referee of the battle between Team E and Team B, the bald head knew that Roy would not be able to withdraw from the game voluntarily. That's why those words are said. It's all about relying on his status as a referee, teaching this kid a little lesson before the start of the game, and putting a little pressure on him by the way, expecting him to play abnormally in the fight.

After all, in this team challenge, anyone with a discerning eye can see that there are many places aimed at Team E, and even Roy at all. The format has been changed, which can be explained by sharpening the battle formation. Specify the bracket and temporarily add magicians. It can be said.

But in the game, it is impossible to suppress the E team as a referee.

And if Roy plays abnormally and shrinks back, then he just deserves to lose, and it has nothing to do with the referee. Of course, if Roy isn't affected, it's nothing. For bald referees. It's just a waste of saliva.

As for Roy's reaction, he didn't think about it at all. As a contestant. Can he still blow his beard and stare at the referee who dominates the game?

But what he never dreamed of was that Roy not only dared to stare at him, but even dared to speak to himself like this.

I said, "Facing the bald referee, Roy straightened his chest and held his neck high. "You don't have to apologize to me, I'll let you fart!"

This time, Roy's voice was much louder than before.

If the three of them were standing in the middle of the arena just now, they were some distance away from the audience, and there was a wave of sound all around. No one could hear what they were saying, so now Roy's voice reached the ears of everyone around him.

The huge arena became silent from the nearest first row. After a few moments, the entire arena fell silent. Although many people didn't know what was going on, Roy's words still made everyone dumbfounded.

That's the executive referee of this game!

What did he say?

When someone farts?!

Under everyone's dumbfounded gaze, Roy blinked and asked seriously, "Mr. Teaching, do you want me to say it again?"

"Good...... Good...... Very good......" The bald referee held his breath and looked blue, and it took a long time to come over. Angry laughed back, "Since you ......"

Before he could speak, Roy interrupted him impatiently, "Mr. Teach, you talk too much nonsense. Do we want to play or not?!"

"Presumptuous!"

"It's just arrogant. ”

"If you dare to speak like this to the division commander, you must be severely punished!"

The arena, which had just quieted down, erupted into an even bigger uproar than before. A huge wave of sound swept through the entire stands in an instant. Diarra's teachings and noble children seized the opportunity to lash out and reprimand, once again setting off an upsurge of denunciation of Roy.

And this time, even Gustas and the others, who had been silent, couldn't help frowning.

However, they didn't feel anything about their precious disciple's disrespectful remarks. In this academy, some guys just owe scolding. As a teacher, they themselves are not standing upright, fighting for power and profit, and their minds are full of selfish thoughts, so why should they be respected as teachers?

Everyone just thinks that on weekdays, Roy is full of cleverness, but this time, he is still a little tender.

The bald guy is worried that he can't justifiably favor Team B. Roy's words, on the other hand, gave him an excellent reason.

As a player, if you dare to offend the referee, even if you do something unfair, everyone can understand it.

It's your own fault!

Sure enough, a moment later, the bald head also came back to his senses. With a sneer, he announced the start of the game, and after speaking, without saying much, he returned to the referee's bench with his sleeves. put on a face of indignation and was determined to use his power to teach Roy a lesson.

And everyone turned their heads to look at Roy again in worry, and couldn't help but be dumbfounded.

The horn for the start of the race has been sounded. With the sound of a long horn, Roy looked around and booed at himself, raising his middle finger high as he gestured thumbs down.

That's his answer.

Like a young lone wolf, facing the beasts, he lifted his upper lip and showed his white fangs...... (To be continued.) )