On a makeshift platform, sturdy and burly warriors were fighting fiercely here. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

A little sweat swayed, and on them, a little fluctuation of vindictive spirit was brewing, but it never broke out.

"Well, it's all good!"

Above the platform, Artis sat in another place with Kercus and the others, quietly watching the battle of the people below.

In other words, because it is mainly to show it to Artis and others, and because there are too many people, it is impossible to test them one by one, which is too time-consuming. So there was simply a scuffle.

In order to take into account the different levels of fighting spirit of each student, it is also specially stipulated that the use of fighting spirit and magic is not allowed. In this way, although those with advanced fighting spirit can still occupy the strength of the body, it is not as big as before.

At this time, below, as the fighters were knocked down one by one, there were fewer and fewer people left in the end, and it became clearer and clearer.

One by one, the superb combat skills were displayed by them, although they were not blessed with fighting spirit, but under the use of their inhuman power, they were still entangled in gusts of strong winds, and they punched the field one by one for a while.

Artis looked at the various warriors on the stage and nodded slightly.

Unlike the others around him, others looked at their combat skills, while Artis looked at luck and fate.

"Sure enough, it's a lot of talent!"

Looking at the stage and off the stage, Artis couldn't help but sigh slightly in his heart.

In his field of vision, the field was shrouded in red, with dozens of golden and a few cyan flashes in the middle, which was shocking.

Even, even the red color is very rare, and the ordinary ones are completely invisible.

However, this is also normal.

Most of the dozens of people who can stay on the stage at the end are noble children who have practiced fighting spirit and combat skills since childhood, and many of them are even at the level of knights, and they are only one step away from official knights. With the support of this power, the natural destiny will not be far behind.

However, although there are many people with high natal values, there are still very few of them who are really supported by luck.

This also means that it is very easy to die young, without the support of luck, and it is as much as the limit of life. Maybe after a big war, more than half of them will die, and very few can really achieve it in the end.

However, this ratio is really terrifying. Artis thought so in his heart, looking at the unprecedented huge lineup on the stage, his heart was calm and at the same time, he also felt slightly surprised.

Compared to the tribesmen or civilians he had seen before, there were too many people with high lives.

Once, it was rare to see a golden life grid among the Northland tribes, and the cyan didn't even see a shadow. And here, among just a few hundred people, there are so many high-ranking people, it is really terrifying.

Among them, although this group of people is selected from various places, they are basically talents, and the proportion of people with high lives is also greater. But it also shows from the side that the world consciousness of this world is naturally inclined towards the aristocracy.

Thinking of this, Artis sighed in his heart: "The world consciousness is so beloved, sure enough, does this world still belong to the nobility?"

But this is also normal, and power is everything. The nobles have extraordinary powers, and they have controlled the entire world for a long time, accounting for almost most of the world's luck and strength, and naturally the proportion of talents among them will be much higher.

At this time, the fight below was almost over, and with the last ten men left, Kerkus stepped forward to announce the end.

Then, with a burst of shouts and cheers, they walked up to Artis and participated in the banquet that Artis held for these victors.

Artis fixed his eyes on it, and most of the ten people who won in the end were people with high fate, and Ogding was also among them.

He was a burly man, and although he had not practiced Dou Qi before, he relied on his superb combat skills to break through among a group of knights who were much stronger than him in physique, which made everyone have to look sideways and look at him with admiration.

However, Artis saw that above his head, a little source power was constantly fluctuating, constantly affecting the surroundings, and it was clear that it had begun to activate.

Suddenly, Artis understood in his heart.

This Ogding's fate, luck, in this field, except for himself, no one can compare. In the case that luck has begun to be promoted, as long as the gap is not too big, in the case of hope, it is natural to explode all the way, and even repeatedly defeat strong enemies and succeed in counterattacks.

And after they came up, Artis just nodded slightly, and then seemingly randomly selected another group of people from the audience to come out and come in together to reward them.

This group of people is also the one who has a higher fate left before, but most of them are those who only have a life personality and no luck supporters. In the previous competition, he was defeated by a strong opponent and finally lost.

But despite this, the quality of this group of people is still very good, and they also performed very well in the previous melee.

After all, those with high life will generally have advantages in some aspects.

After this group of people also came up, Artis looked sideways, and then directly began to reward them.

Most of them are directly named centurions or other positions of the same rank.

However, when he read Ogding, Artis paused rarely, and then arranged him in his own bodyguard.

Below, Ogding, who had been waiting nervously, couldn't help but be slightly stunned when he heard this reward, and then his heart was overjoyed.

Around him, everyone else couldn't help but look at him with envy, a little jealous.

After all, even if they are both at the rank of centurion, the concept of being in the king's guard is definitely different from that of being delegated to the subordinate army.

As long as the king appreciates the former, as long as he makes some merit, he can be promoted immediately. Maybe next time, you'll be in command of a legion. Although the latter has the same starting point, they still have to be promoted step by step, and the chance of even dying is much greater.

Thinking of this, Ogding couldn't help but flush his face, feeling the envious eyes conveyed by the people around him from time to time, he was happy in his heart, and respectfully accepted the reward.

It seemed to feel his joy, and above his head, a little faint star fragment was shaking slightly, and a little source power was constantly hanging down to bless him.

It's just that after he accepted the reward of Ardis and officially became a subordinate of Ardis, all of a sudden, the star fragments that were originally hanging independently were suppressed by another powerful homologous force. A bit of the source power that had been hanging down began to diverge, following some kind of dark connection and traction, and then converged on the top of Artis's head.

This bit of source power is very weak, accounting for only about one-tenth of the original hanging source power. It's just that as the suppression becomes deeper and deeper, there is a tendency to divert more.

Seeing this, Artis was relieved and nodded slightly.

Originally, if he killed him directly, of course, it would be a hundred, and he would directly plunder all his destiny in one go.

Just doing so is not only ugly, but also too wasteful. After all, even the founding emperor of the previous life could not fight the world alone, and he also needed a group of top-notch founding civil and military forces to assist.

And with a personality, the world's source power is added, even if the share is not very large, but as long as it is used well, it can play a huge role, and it definitely has the ultimate potential.

"However, just by searching in such a small place, you can get such a surprise, so how many are there in the entire Northern Regions, or even the entire world?"

Artis looked up into the distance and muttered to himself.