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Chapter 593: Martial Arts Test (3)

Dylan stood aside and took in all of Morrow's small movements, and smiled unconsciously.

Morrow saw a soldier taking notes, crossed out the name of the inferior blood, and put Stella's name on the list for the next round.

In this way, even if the first round of elimination is over, only those who win are eligible to enter the next round, and half of the first round of confrontation will be eliminated, and the next round of assessment will become three rounds of two confrontations, win a game of scoring, and finally add points to the results of the written test, and admit twenty people from high to low.

Generally speaking, the military academy still focuses on force, of course, the results of the written test are not relaxed, so the score of the martial arts test is more important than the score of the written test, but for the inferior blood clan, the written test will be more difficult, because the popularization of education is still only at the level of a tutor, and there is really no way to follow if there are really inferior blood clans who want to learn these things.

seems to be domineering, but in fact it is also very cruel.

The second person Stella faced was a nobleman, also a man, but much more normal and chivalrous than the previous one, and it took her a lot of strength to defeat this person, and Moro couldn't help but grab Lorenzo's sleeve, when Lorenzo took his poor sleeve out of Morro's hand with difficulty, Stella had already completed the final blow.

Although the man returned disappointed, he was very chivalrous and half-knelt on the ground and kissed the back of Stella's hand.

"This seems to be the son of Baron Lamore, and he is about to be knighted in his lifetime, so let's try your luck." Dylan said from the side.

Lorenzo nodded, "It's just that it looks like he's going to fail again this time, and it seems that it's really not easy to maintain the title by coming to your military academy." ”

"Wouldn't it be okay to go through the back door?" Dylan teased Lorenzo about Lorenzo asking him to stuff Alfonso in, and Lorenzo snorted and then didn't say anything.

Moro didn't have time to listen to them talk about these things, Moro stared at a scratch on Stella's arm, and tried to rush out again, but was pulled back by Lorenzo with her hood, and her voice raised, "Larry? Stella was injured by a sword just now, I'm going to see her! Let go! Hurry up! Lorenzo! ”

Lorenzo grabbed her, "Moro, it's okay, you need to make her independent, you know best, that little injury can't hurt her." Lorenzo was helpless, and Moro was no longer struggling under his hands, so he continued, "If you are so relieved, why did you send her here?" If you've been in the palace, you'll never get hurt. ”

Mo Luo frowned slightly, and suddenly said, "I seem to understand how my father felt back then. ”

Didn't my father feel sorry for himself back then?

But she understood, but it was a pity that it was late.

"Stella is much better than you were back then, I remember you were stabbed in the shoulder by a sword when you got to this round." Dylan coldly brought up the past, and Morrow chuckled.

"Eliade's expression at that time, really, exactly like you are now, you can't imagine it, can you?" Dylan shook his head, "I didn't expect it to be your turn so soon." ”

Mo Luo was silent, touching his face, it must have been full of worry, was his father like this back then?