The battle ended with the defeat of the Thracian knights.

When Colum walked down from the ring with his head down, there was silence around the square.

Most of the spectators were still immersed in the soul-stirring sword aura of [Raging Waves] before, and they didn't have time to notice, or rather, how Goren was defeated.

It's just too fast.

Until the referee announced the result and the masked teenager left the ring, there were still many people who did not react.

"Do you see how he did it?" Roland asked Gallaha, who was beside him.

The young knight shook his head, his eyes full of confusion and surprise, he, like many people, did not think that the mysterious boy in the mask had a chance to win, but it turned out that the boy easily defeated Gron.

"It is the grasp of the flow direction and strength of the water element, the sword qi emitted by the [Angry Wave], the most vulnerable time period is the moment when it has just formed, this sword qi is like the flow of water in the embankment, it needs to be continuously accumulated to exert its maximum power, and the guy wearing the mask has captured this, and only attacks at the moment when the whirlpool is about to take shape, so he can defeat the opponent so quickly. Roland gestured.

"However, it requires a lot of insight and precise judgment. After all, Galahad was the elite cultivated by the Paladin Academy, and he reacted quickly.

Roland nodded approvingly, "In addition, the scabbard of the sword in his hand is also a very important factor, if the strength of that scabbard is not strong enough, this battle will be another ending." ”

In other words, he knew that his opponent's sword qi was not enough to cut through the scabbard in his hand, so he confidently and boldly used this tactic. Roland looked at the direction of Constantine's departure and raised his eyebrows slightly, "I'm getting more and more curious about this guy, maybe he can make it to the semifinals."

Six days later.

The Great Hall of the Holy Light of the Academy was crowded with people, today was the last day of the trials, and all the contestants gathered in the field, and many knights still had tiredness and chagrin on their faces, but they still stood in the grand hall with serious expressions.

Nowhere is this more evident than in the fact that the Holy Empire is a nation that respects tradition.

Most of the knights present were eliminated in the fierce selection competition, which was a huge blow to them who usually think highly of themselves.

But they still abide by the tradition formed by the martial arts conference for hundreds of years, and they did not choose to leave immediately, but stayed and waited for the final verdict to be announced.

A thick bell rang from above the auditorium, and then spread to the entire school park with the help of the power of the magic array.

The door of the auditorium, carved with the coat of arms of the ornate knights, opened, and Charles, the trustee of the Academy, carried a brown parchment roll under his arm, and walked through it, through the red carpet in the center of the auditorium, to the high platform of the auditorium.

His gaze swept over the hundreds of faces standing below the high platform, taking in everyone's expressions before he slowly spoke: "Brave knights, thank you for coming thousands of miles to Olympia to participate in this grand event, no matter what results you achieve, your name will be recorded by the Academy, recorded in the history of the Martial Arts Congress, and will live forever along with the name of the immortal Palatin." ”

There was a round of applause.

"Next, on behalf of the academy, I would like to read out the names of the twelve knights who qualified for the preliminary round in this martial arts tournament. ”

In the dean's office, the elder Morgan looked leisurely, holding a teacup in one hand and a piece of parchment in the other, on which was a list of the twelve players who had been selected through the competition in the selection competition and entered the preliminary round, as well as their respective background information.

Old Morgan's eyes wandered over the list, and unsurprisingly, he saw the names of Roland and Claudia, in addition to Gawen, Metternich, Galahad, and the other two Paladin cadets.

More than half of the twelve players were knights from the academy.

This did not surprise the elder Morgan, in the history of martial arts tournaments, especially in the hundreds of years when the aristocratic power was at its strongest, it was not uncommon for knights from the academy to occupy all the slots.

The information of the cadets was all too familiar to the old Morgan, making the last name on the list of Morgan most interested.

Morgan looked at the last name on the list and pondered for a long time.

"Morningstar? What's that name, and why does it sound familiar?" Morgan muttered to himself, his gaze quickly turning to the personal description under the odd name.

According to the data, this swordsman named "Morning Star" won one after another in Fountain Square, and each duel did not exceed a minute.

Perhaps because he was too impressed, the mentor in charge of writing this material also specially added: "This player named Morning Star has not drawn his sword once in all the competitions." ”

"It's kind of interesting. Morgan's fingers tapped lightly on the table.

"Roland Austin. Charles looked at Roland, who was standing at the front of the crowd, and said with a blank face. "The number of wins is twenty-four, the number of losses is zero, and the preliminary round is promoted. ”

Amid countless cheers and applause, Roland walked to the front of the high platform and bowed calmly.

There was no suspense about his qualification, and from the first day of the tryouts, Roland's record had already crushed everyone present, and the number of victories in the twenty-four matches was enough to be among the best in the history of the preliminary round of the martial arts tournament, and it can be said that he single-handedly eliminated nearly one-fifth of the total number of participants.

Immediately after, in Charles's voice, without any ups and downs, Claudia, Gawain, Galahad, and Metternich also walked up.

"Blaze Gru, with 15 wins and zero losses, advanced to the preliminary round. ”

The knights from the Thracian province whistled excitedly, and a tall knight with bronzed skin, more than two meters tall, walked out of the crowd, this majestic knight was wearing leather armor made of monster fur, and a giant sword on his back was almost a man tall.

He grinned at the knights behind him who had congratulated him, and reached out and gave him a thumbs-up, a gesture that Thracian mercenaries used to perform their missions.

"Angela Calles. ”

A female swordsman with an ordinary face walked to the front of the crowd, and to be honest, in this tryout, the female swordsman from the Oak Forest ring did not make much of an impression, and the knights only knew that she had defeated thirteen opponents and walked smoothly to the preliminary field.

"Rodrith Rennes, with 20 wins and zero losses, advanced to the preliminary round. ”

There was another commotion in the crowd, and to the cheers, the young knight in his early twenties, Rodris, walked to the front of the auditorium with a light shield on his shoulder and a St. Peter's cross sword at his waist.

The first twenty years of this commoner-born swordsman had no fancy resume, almost all of them were boring swordsmanship training, and his style of swordsmanship was as unpretentious as his own.

On the field, his sword and shield formed a near-perfect defense, which impressed everyone.

"Yu Lian, Sohail, 17 wins, zero losses, advanced to the preliminary round. ”

"Helka Joophon, with 12 wins and 0 losses, advanced to the preliminary round. ”

Charles's gaze fell on the last name on the parchment scroll, his eyelids fluttered a few times unconsciously, and there was a trace of fluctuation in the tone of Furui Wubo, who had been cultivated under the influence of politics for many years.

"Morning Star, 30 wins, zero losses, advance to the preliminary round. ”

Charles's cultivation is obviously good, because after hearing this number, most of the knights in the auditorium were boiling.

Even the knights on the high platform who were selected for the preliminary round, except for Roland and Galahad, it was difficult for everyone else to maintain a calm expression for a while.

"What kind of monster is this? Gawain unconsciously turned his head, the expression on his face was extremely strange.

Blaze's mouth was wide open enough to swallow an apple, but his tone was more excited: "It's twice as many wins as Lao Tzu, I really want to see such a powerful guy." ”