readx;? Although the arena was divided into four, the distance between the two was more than 70 meters, and it would take time for the two to get close, so Raphael looked calm and shouted: "Slow! Since you are so confident, dare to make a bet with me?

When Rafael came out, the whole square was at its busiest, and the crowd around the arena immediately burst into an uproar. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

"Bet! bet with this bastard! He's a disgrace to the Academy!" one of the geniuses roared.

"Let this guy go bankrupt!" a man who had lost money cursed with red eyes.

"Bet, don't bet, you're not a man!"

"Bet, let this shameless guy become a slave, I'm going to buy him and clean it up!" a rich aristocratic woman who had lost money cried out excitedly, her face flushed.

Lunn originally planned to kill Raphael, but since he knew that Raphael was the chief knight, he coaxed it, and he might dare to kill Raphael when he had the opportunity in private, but in the arena, he didn't dare.

He was about to rush in front of Raphael, but he stopped when he heard the surging calls of the audience.

That's right, let this bastard lose even people, that's fine, it's not easy to kill this bastard in the future?

Lunn turned his head to look at the stage.

Trey was at the front of the stage, shouting, "Lunn ~ Bet with him! Not enough money, plus mine! This guy was only a Templar before, and he won't have a lot of money!"

As soon as Lunn heard that there was support, he changed his defensive posture with his sword, and said, "Can you afford to gamble? I have 100,000 gold coins here!"

Raphael seemed ashamed, and then he was angry, and he pulled his neck and shouted: "Don't look down on people! Even if I don't have enough gold, my sword is worth 100,000 gold coins!"

Lun En looked at the sword, the style was very ordinary, although the sword surface was cold and shining, but he had seen a lot of swords, and they were not all cold and shining? He said disdainfully: "You are also called a sword, look at my sword, it is a good sword of 100,000 gold coins! I will add my Fury Flame Sword and bet 200,000 gold coins! There are so many people witnessing today, if you don't have enough money, you can find a way to lose yourself." ”

He wasn't stupid enough to say anything like asking a Templar Master to be a slave, and he waved the monstrous Flame Sword in his hand.

The handle of the Flame Sword is carved with a concave and convex pattern, the sword has two exaggerated horns, and the sword surface has overlapping flame-like blades, which looks like it is indeed a murder weapon.

Raphael sneered and shouted outside the arena: "Hmph, what is 200,000 gold coins? My sword can be worth 2 million gold coins! It's not that I can't afford to lose, it's that I'm afraid that Lunn can't afford to lose! Lunne! I can remind you, my sword is very powerful, don't cry if you suffer a loss! Hmph!"

Lunn laughed and yelled at the audience around him, "This bastard said his sword was worth two million gold coins, do you believe it?"

The "boom" in the square was full of indignation.

"This shameless bastard, shameless!" there is no shortage of people who have been brainwashed by chivalry.

"Two million, let's cut the wood!" roared the equipment stream, believing that his vision was superhuman.

"This broken sword is two million, and my sword is worth twenty million!"

"Little Feifei, I'll give you no money!"

Emilia rolled her eyes and moved away from Rodanla, pretending not to know her.

They made such a fuss, and the referee mentor didn't say anything, so it stands to reason that they should have urged them to play a long time ago, but the referee mentor also looked at Rafael unpleasantly.

Raphael's face turned red and shouted at Lunn: "Is it worth two million, just try it, there is a kind of we don't have to fight, cut each other, and see whose sword is more valuable!"

"Slash with him!" "Show this bastard!"

Lunn took a closer look at the sword in Raphael's hand, smiled, and said, "Do you bastard have a fighting spirit? However, if your sword is really stronger than mine, it can only be counted as 200,000!" he still attached a sentence, just in case, and then approached Raphael and posed.

Raphael had already communicated with the machine spirit in the sword, and the tool spirit and his soul were combined into one, although the necromantic energy in the sword was sufficient, it was shielded, not to mention Lun, even the surrounding referee mentors, they didn't think there was anything special about this thorn sword.

Fighting energy, with violent energy fluctuations, can have a strengthening effect on weapons, and relying on this fluctuation, it can also produce a tremor destructive force on the opponent's weapon, like a tearing effect. At the same time, the fighting spirit can also protect its own weapons and prevent the power of the opponent from invading, so the strong fighting spirit can even take an ordinary weapon to fight against the divine soldiers.

Raphael posed, looked at Lunn who was already approaching, and said, "No problem, even if it's 200,000!

Lunn was annoyed and swung his sword at Raphael, but he only used enough strength to use his fighting spirit.

Raphael didn't have to fight hard, Lunn thought that if he was going to use it, he would be despised by everyone present, he didn't dare to be like Raphael, reputation was very important.

Two swords intersect.

"Click!"

The Thorn Flower Sword was already extremely sharp, and with the effect of Raphael carrying the fighting veins, Lunn's gorgeous broadsword was like a piece of rotten wood, which was easily cut off by the Thorn Flower Sword.

Raphael Thief laughed, took advantage of the situation to attack, and said proudly: "Hahaha, just killed you!"

Raphael's attack is obviously just a basic sword move, but one sword after another is like a long river running through the sun, the momentum is magnificent and endless.

Lunn cried out in his heart, constantly dodging, his posture did not know how ugly it was, and he was so cramped that he didn't even have time to throw out the hilt of his sword.

"What a sword!" shouted the equipment stream.

"What a shameless bastard!" chivalry is the same as even scolding.

"Brother, you will be my idol from now on!" shouted the Shameless Bastard.

"Little Feifei, you are awesome!" said Rodanla, happy.

"What a shameless bastard!" Emilia finally cried out with a giggle.

Raphael stabbed sword after sword, and his ability to distract himself from multiple uses gave him the strength to gossip, and he exclaimed triumphantly: "If people are not shameless, God can't save them!

There was another "boom" around the arena, and it was full of laughter and scolding.

Such a sharp sword, always dangling near his face, this feeling, not to mention how bad it is.

Lunn was already drenched in cold sweat, and he finally shouted in a panic as he crawled with the dog, "I admit defeat!

The referee rolled his eyes and said, "Rafael wins!"

Raphael was not pressing, he didn't want to be disqualified from the competition, Lunn was not worth 20 million gold coins, so he took his sword and said: "I'm really embarrassed, hahaha, master, I always convince people with virtue! Look at how good my character is, they all told him that my sword is very powerful, it is worth two million gold coins, and he sent it to the door to cut it for me, oops, I'm so embarrassed!"

"Get out!" "Idol!" "Little Feifei, I love you!"

In a small building in the square, Princess Andina looked at Raphael's shameless appearance, only felt itchy teeth, and wanted to bite him to death.

Raphael smiled, proudly carried his thorn sword, looked in the direction called Xiao Feifei, and at a glance, he found that it was not Rodanla's name, but a fat girl with spring eyes, the fat girl's face is not ugly, but that figure can probably fit two Raphael.

"Oh!" Raphael shuddered all of a sudden, and sneakily used his dark spell to squeeze into the crowd and slip away.

It's just that, after a short while, he turned back again, hid in the crowd, and secretly looked at the arena.

When Emilia saw this, she went down to the viewing platform and went to look for him.

Raphael has the mark of Emilia on his body, and the dark spell cannot hide from Emilia.

Emilia grabbed Raphael in the crowd, pulled him to a deserted corner of a nearby street, fell into his arms, and said: "I also entered the top 16, which is enough to get Murphy's support, I won't participate in the next game, I want to manage the affairs of the Chamber of Commerce, and I will contact my people to unite with Audella." ”

Raphael said: "Okay, you and Audella say, don't mix with the power of the imperial princess, and have our independence." ”

Emilia nodded and said, "Of course, after that, I'm afraid that there will be someone to take care of the affairs here, and I will go everywhere to develop business, even to the Ryan Empire." Don't let your training of those commanders fall behind. ”

After Raphael participated in the academy competition, he almost didn't have time to train, so he said: "Don't worry, I've basically talked to the knight commander, and I've seen the actual drills, and I've corrected some deficiencies for them, but in fact, they are training by themselves now, and there is no problem." The imperial concubine is not bad, but she is just a little old-fashioned. ”

Emilia said: "I am very relieved of you cunning bastard, except that I am afraid that you will be soft-hearted! If the various forces clash, you should not intervene in the end, even if you are out of sight and out of mind," said her purple eyes flushed with water, and then she held Raphael's little face, kissed her fiercely, and turned to leave.

Raphael had no reason to stop her, looked at her moving back, and muttered, "When would it be nice not to be so annoying." ”

Thinking of not being bothered, the figure of Fatini came to mind again, Raphael was startled, shook his head, and muttered: "No, impossible." ”

It was only a temporary separation, and Rafael quickly collected his emotions and squeezed into the crowd again to watch the game.

The academy is again in the competition, the size of the venue is limited, and the fighters take advantage of it.

And even if the fighter is an academic, he pays more attention to actual combat than the mage, whether it is in training or in trial, therefore, it is clear that the real lethality of the mage is much greater than that of the fighter, but there are several fighters who won the top eight, except for the fighter who will cause everyone to cheer as soon as he appears, there are two who are also fighters.

Rafael waited for the referee to announce the list of matchups for the Final Four, and then looked over to the stage to observe his opponent, who was a fighter.

I saw that the fighter student was wearing a shabby leather armor and a very ordinary long sword hanging from his waist, which looked featureless.

Rafael knew that this guy had made it to the semi-finals with complete strength and experience.

As he watched, he noticed that the fighter student was clenching his fists and frowning, as if he was thinking about something difficult to do.

Raphael rolled his eyes, smiled, and waited in the crowd for the fighter to leave.

The fighter student seemed to have finally made up his mind, got up and left the stage.

Raphael followed all the way, and after a while, he came to the vicinity of the Academy's elite courtyard.

The Elite Academy, with a nice name, is actually a place where ordinary poor students are accommodated.

Raphael did not wait for him to enter, but cried out, "Wait, brother! I admire your hard work and want to ask you for a drink." ”

The fighter cadet turned around suddenly, his pupils constricted, and he put one hand on the hilt of his sword, and said, "I don't think there's anything to talk about. ”

Raphael laughed, "Why are you so nervous? Do you think I'm going to be bad for you in the academy? Besides, can I beat you?"

When the fighter student heard Raphael's words, he thought about it, why are you so nervous? He looked at the flower bed opposite the courtyard gate, where the plants were very lush and relatively secret, and said, "Okay, let's go there and talk." ”

Although the elite academy is for poor students, the surrounding environment is not bad.

After the flower bed, Raphael touched his chin and said, "Brother, have you bet a lot of gold coins on yourself?"

A hint of anger appeared on the face of the fighter cadet, and he said, "Are you ridiculing me for being poor?"

Raphael flickered: "I mean, since you didn't bet, then for you, the Final Four is enough." Don't you realize? The prizes for the semi-finals are about the same. I'll tell you the inside story, Gustar will definitely enter the finals, it's nothing if you lose, if you win, of course, you will have a reputation, but you will offend a large number of nobles!"

The face of the fighter student contorted, and he said, "I can withdraw when the time comes, so to speak, as a sign of respect for him." I've thought about it, if I quit when I fight you, the nobles will look down on me. ”

Raphael rolled his eyes, took out a bag of gems, and said, "This is 100,000 gold coins!

The fighter student's breathing became slightly heavier, he came from a small city-state, and he had the strength of a junior thorn fighter, but he was born in a humble background, and he was so focused on cultivation that he was almost out of tuition, so he didn't have the money to bet on himself, otherwise he could win a lot of money. In this competition, he was very desperate, just trying to rely on his outstanding performance to get the appreciation of the nobles and change this dilemma.

A few green tendons appeared on his head, and the fighter cadet said fiercely: "No! never!

Raphael looked at the fighter cadet for a moment and said, "You're very good, brother, I have a crush on you." You don't have to hope for the appreciation of the great nobles, go to the Noble Garden Chamber of Commerce in the imperial capital, I guarantee that you will be reused, if you have to start and want to become a noble, then there is nothing I can do. Oh, by the way, it looks like you've been struggling lately, and this bag of gems is for you. ”

The anger of the fighter trainee disappeared, and he asked uncertainly, "That big equipment store newly opened in the imperial capital?"

Raphael smiled: "You are very well-informed, do you think that there will be no power behind the opening of such a large equipment store in the imperial capital? If you perform well, then it is very likely that you will become a nobleman in the future." ”

The fighter cadet thought for a moment, accepted the gem, bowed and said, "Your Excellency Raphael, you will see my loyalty!"

Raphael laughed: "You just need to be loyal to Emilia, the owner of the noble garden. ”

The fighter student nodded vigorously and went back to the dormitory.

The next day, in the semi-finals, Rafael once again carried his sword triumphantly, and won the victory by virtue of virtue in the cheers and scolding of the spectators.

Trey and Lunn were on the stage, hating each other, and their gold had been paid to Raphael, making life very difficult.

Rafael only took out half of the gold he had won to reach the semi-finals.

However, Rafael's victory must have made many big nobles lose money, and at the end of the semi-finals, Rafael did not dare to get off the field, for fear of being hit by the black hand in the crowd, he hid near the Villa referee's bench, listening to the list of semi-finals.

The list is out, in the semi-finals, Rafael still met the fighter, this time the fighter is very strong, a real genius, he has reached the level of an intermediate thorn fighter at a young age, and he has a lot of experience in actual combat.

Not only that, this fighter is not the princess's person, he is from the magic academy of a large city-state in the north, according to his talent, he can go to the St. Vide Academy, but he has his own plans, he wants to go to St. Vide for further study after gaining a certain status.

This is rather the head of the snake than the tail of the dragon, this strategy is not wrong, he has succeeded now. Those who make it to the semi-finals, regardless of their performance, will be looked at by various forces.

It's only Vera who bet on Raphael, and it has nothing to do with other forces, although Vera has influence on various academies in the empire, but there are many factions in the magic guild, and not everyone will listen to her.

So the fighter was not instructed to let Raphael go.

When the brawler heard the order, he stood up from the stage and gave Rafael a thumbs up and then a downward point.

The surroundings fell silent, and a sky-high momentum rose in the entire square.

The people in the square seemed to all disappear, leaving only Raphael's clear gaze and the sword-like eyes of the Thorn Warrior.

A shrill shout broke the stagnant atmosphere: "Mentor Vera, this guy is threatening me! Referee Mentor~ I ask to disqualify him!"

Needless to say, this is what Raphael called.

There were a total of sixteen referees in the arena, and they listened to Raphael's shouts, all of them with black lines on their faces and their proud heads bowed. This damn bastard, why don't you die, this is definitely a shame for the Imperial Capital Academy!

Vera, of course, heard it too, and she giggled, her lake-like eyes glancing at the Thorn Fighter, her eyes glinting.

Vera's Mentor Thorn Fighter's pupils narrowed, and he looked at Vera and then at Raphael.

One is beautiful and famous, and the other is bastard trash.

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