Chapter 19: Throwing in the towel

The sound contained a strong, undisguised provocation that broke the silence of the square, and everyone who heard it did not change color. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Countless eyes looked at the man standing in the ring in horror.

Even everyone in the Lantis School of Magic was stunned and speechless, Ellandor's lips trembled, Gilabson's eyes were blazing, Clark opened his mouth, and the rest of the students were forced to hide the excitement in their hearts, and the two girls bit their lower lipes and their eyes were red with excitement.

Pride is brewing in everyone's heart.

Although Landis Academy of Magic has long occupied the title of the number one magic academy in the mainland, since this ranking tournament, Landis Academy of Magic has never been so domineering as it is today.

Emperor Romon Lynch in the rostrum couldn't help but nod and said, "This is a warrior!"

The cardinal on the side nodded his head as well.

Jane Gray, vice president of the Wizards' Guild, whispered, "But you don't know who this little guy's mentor is?"

Douglas, the president of the Booth Imperial Mercenary Guild, glanced at her, "I'm curious, how many cadets like this Chris are there in the Rantis Academy of Magic, or, how they train cadets... You don't want to know?"

Jane Gray smiled: "It should be the other two colleges that should be concerned about this, I am only interested in this little guy." ”

Tutor Fryer of the Carlos Academy of Magic and Wizardry whispered, "Did you say they would send someone up?"

Guerrero glanced at the Blas Academy of Magic sympathetically, shook his head, and said, "I don't know!"

Countless pairs of eyes looked at the people of the Blas Academy of Magic.

Mentor Ager said angrily: "How can this be reasonable, such an arrogant boy!"

Olevic said: "Mentor, let me go!"

Ager was ruthless and was about to agree, but Figura said angrily: "Nonsense, Olewich, sit back for me." ”

Ollevich bit his lower lip and looked at him stubbornly.

"Aren't you afraid that you'll all have broken arms like the four of them and never recover?

Olevich shuddered and sat down unwillingly.

Figura looked depressed, as if he had aged ten years in an instant, and said in a low voice, "We can't just watch a few students become wasted like this, I figured it out, this Chris is obviously targeting us," he lowered his voice, "They must have known about it." ”

Ager bowed his head.

"This is a warning they gave us! I think those students' arms should still be saved, if they are provoked, they will most likely let it go, and you and I can't afford to do so. ”

Silent.

Figura reluctantly stood up, came to the ring, and said to the referee: "We... Throw in the towel!"

The referee frowned: "Are you sure?"

Figura nodded, "Yes!"

The referee looked at him for a while before saying, "Okay!"

He took the magic megaphone from Chris's hand and announced, "Since the Blas Academy of Magic automatically conceded defeat!

Countless people were in an uproar, some applauded, and some poured colors, and the square was extremely noisy for a while.

But one voice was clear:

"Chris!"

"Chris!"

Gradually, more and more neatly, the voices of thousands of people converged and deafened:

"Chris!"

"Chris!"

"Chris!"

It feels like it's good!

Chris smiled.

He bowed to the Blas Academy of Magic seriously, his expression was sincere, and he was unpretentious, although everyone in the Blas Academy of Magic was still full of anger, but they were also a little angry and silent.

Chris gave another serious salute to the podium before stepping out of the ring.

Everyone in the Rantis School of Magic had been waiting under the ring for a long time, and at this time, they all stepped forward and hugged him in the center, overjoyed.

DiPandis squeezed in front of Chris, tears of excitement in his eyes, and without warning threw himself into his arms, standing on tiptoe to kiss Chris's face.

"Wow!"

Chris couldn't help but tense his body, and his smile froze.

The surrounding students were dumbfounded, and they all quietly glanced at Pandis on the periphery, and Pandis was also stunned.

Dylan got out of Chris's arms, blushing, and said with a big grin, "What do you do, this is a reward for Chris," she said, turning her head, "None of you can excel in the competition, and so will I." ”

With that, she came to Pandis, took her hand, whispered a little, and the two girls blushed and laughed together.

The three instructors stood in the distance and looked at the students with a smile and nodded silently.

Arian patted Chris on the shoulder and said, "I really didn't expect the Blas Academy of Magic to be so scared by you that I didn't dare to play." ”

Chris laughed, "To be honest, if they come up again, then I will have to lose." ”

He pointed to his calf: "The injury is not completely healed. ”

In the last battle, Chris not only performed the swiftness technique, but also applied the swift wind step, the swift wind step was originally to use the fighting qi to stimulate the meridians and qi and blood of the legs, as a result, as soon as it was activated, the meridians and muscles on the calf were under great pressure at the same time, and the original wound muscles became the weakest breakthrough in the body's fighting qi, and finally exploded, and Chris could only choose to end the battle in the shortest possible time.

When Pandis heard this, he nervously stepped forward and performed a healing spell, and then helped Chris to his seat and sit down.

Acton was suspicious: "I saw that you walked quite normally when you got out of the ring just now!"

Chris said angrily: "Pretend!"

Everyone laughed, and even the three mentors couldn't help but laugh.

Pandis carefully examined Chris's wounds, the tearful and cautious look in his eyes made Chris a little uncomfortable, he glared at the other smiling students, turned to the three instructors and said, "Mentor, have you decided on the target of the afternoon challenge?"

The three of them looked at each other, and Gilabson smiled, "Chris, do you have any suggestions?"

Chris said in a voice that only a few of his own people could hear, "I took the hands of those four Blas trainees. ”

The faces of the three instructors couldn't help but change.

Clark nodded to the other two, apparently having already told them about Chris's bone-removing technique.

"Therefore, if we still choose to challenge them in the afternoon, there may be two results, one result is that they admit defeat, which will not only form a deep enmity with them, but also give others the impression that our Lantis School of Magic will take advantage of the situation and kill them all. ”

"The second outcome is that they are fighting with us in anger... I have heard a saying before: 'The mourning soldier will win', which means that a person who has no way out can exert greater strength in the midst of grief and anger. ”

The three instructors looked at each other.

“... And the students of the Carlos Academy of Magic are already afraid of our academy at this time, and they don't know our strength... So, I personally recommend choosing Carlos Academy of Magic for the afternoon team challenge. ”

Ellandor looked at the other two and smiled, "You have a point, listen to you!" (To be continued.) )