The preppy style of combat is very decent, or it can be said to be a little boring, and Myron has roughly summed up some patterns after only watching 3 games.

These rules all come from the source mage, and the students rarely have confrontation training, so they lack actual combat experience, and the effect reflected in the game is basically like this: the duel between the mage and the mage, come up and put a magic shield on yourself first, and then throw fireballs on someone else's shield. If the mage encounters a warrior, he will still put a magic shield on himself first, but this time he needs to throw fireballs in the face of others, and the warrior will dodge.

Among them, the battle of the level 2 mage is the least suspenseful, they are basically two fireballs to smash the opponent's magic shield, and then you will find that both of them have no magic power, and the victory or defeat at this time basically depends on the physique. The battle with the warrior is to see if his two fireballs can hit the opponent, if he hits, the level warrior will properly hit the street, if he can't hit it, he still needs to rely on his physique. However, compared with the physique of the warrior, the result can be imagined.

In order to let the students go and not refrain from fighting, the school specially hired a middle-level priest with a high salary in each arena. As long as there is no missing arm or leg injury, it will basically not be a big problem.

Myron thought that the game was boring, but he was very attentive to watching, and only the occasional wandering gaze seemed to reveal what he was thinking. Minian kept her eyes on the front as well, and Myron couldn't guess what she was thinking.

The school has set aside 10 minutes for each battle, which means that Isaac should be on the field 30 minutes after the start of the match. It's just that in the first three games, each of them had at least a level 2 magician. So, Isaac entered more than ten minutes early.

Isaac was unknown in school, and in all fairness, his family background and personal prowess were only normal in school. Since it is a public, it naturally will not attract the attention of the public.

However, Isaac is a showy character, and with his original idea, he planned to wear a set of clothes with a certain visual impact in color (red and green are the best), put two cruel words before each battle, and then put a POSS after the battle. In this case, after a few games, you may be a celebrity. I have to say, Carl thought the same way, and he really did. In a sense, the two of them seem to be more suitable to be friends.

This idea of his was successfully stopped by Myron, who felt that although he occasionally gave Isaac a little bit of advice, it was inevitable that he would be embarrassed to be around him like this. It can be seen that Myron feels that she is still a reliable good friend.

Since he couldn't make a big noise, Isaac had to keep a low profile - he decided to just nod and not speak until the final. According to Isaac, it would be very cold.

He is facing another level 2 mage this time, and I have to say that level 2 mages seem to be in this group. For the mage's small fireball, Isaac can't stand it, even though he is already level 4. The reason for this is because the warrior did not have the protective fighting spirit before level 5. So, theoretically, the defense of level 2 fighters and level 4 fighters is not much different. So what is more ruthless than a level 2 warrior? It is the overall improvement in fighting spirit, strength, speed, physical fitness, flexibility, combat skills, etc.

There is no suspense for Isaac against a level 2 mage, and a mage of this level can rarely hit a warrior if he throws a fireball as long as he is 15 meters away, because they don't know how to attach a magic haste to the fireball, and they can't change the trajectory of magic like Myron. A nimble warrior can dodge a direct fireball from a distance of 15 meters as long as he concentrates.

This is also something that mages need to pay attention to in battles, so they will usually cover a magic shield first, and then try to wait until the warrior is close before throwing the fireball. This matter sometimes tests judgment and willpower, and the little mage in front of him, he is obviously a little weak in both aspects.

Before the battle began, the distance between the two sides was 30 meters, and as soon as the referee announced the start of the game, the little mage hurriedly blessed himself with a magic round shield in front of him, which was a decent start. At this point, Isaac also trotted towards the mage. Undoubtedly, the mage immediately began to prepare for the fireball technique.

And Isaac saw that the little mage began to cast spells, and he retreated in a good time, completely losing the momentum he had just now. The little mage was not Myron, and he couldn't have chased Isaac with the fireball, so he had to throw the fireball out. There is no doubt that the distance of 20 meters was easily dodged by Isaac. Then, the thing rushed towards the little mage again.

The little mage was already nervous when he missed the blow, and when he saw Isaac rushing over, he rubbed another fireball out. It was his last fireball......

Unexpectedly, Isaac made another abrupt stop, and then retreated again humming a ditty.

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"Your way of fighting is so coquettish that it will bring bad children, hahahaha. Myron patted Isaac on the shoulder and praised him.

"Don't talk, I'm keeping it cold. Isaac whispered with a serious face.

Isaac's addition eased the awkward atmosphere between Myron and Minian a lot, Minian first secretly breathed a sigh of relief, then rolled her eyes and said, "You two stinky and shameless. ”

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When Isaac was gone, it was Carl's turn, and what had just happened had ignited him completely, and he was always ready to blow it up. Carl's opponent is a level 4 fighter, and like Isaac, a level 4 fighter can theoretically go far if he plays consistently. However, when it comes to theoretical things in practice, there are occasional contradictory situations. Therefore, the biggest role of this confident fighter now is just to test everyone's calculation of the psychological shadow area.

Rather than boring games, the audience seems to value some gossip more. In the age of many opinions, several versions of Minian's story have been spawned in just half an hour.

Carl's favorite version is: Minian confesses to Carl but is rejected, so she and her friends sneak up on Carl's game. (This version is obviously from those girls.) ）

The version that feels reluctantly acceptable is: Minian and the little fat man know each other, they are both friends of Carl, and they agree to watch Carl's game together.

I find it unacceptable that Minian and the little fat man know each other, and they are both friends of the player Isaac just now. They watched Isaac's game, and then took a look at Karl's game by the way.

Obviously, the second and third editions are the ones that are accepted by the masses. Carl is powerless to change public opinion, and can only hope to prove himself through the crushing of strength, so that the audience will shut up, and Minian will be impressed.

However, while the audience waited to witness the final result, the little-known little fat man suddenly stood up, followed by Minian and Isaac. Under everyone's gaze, they turned around lightly, and then left the arena together leisurely. All the while, no one looked in Carl's direction again.

It turned out that there could be a fourth version.

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When the Myron trio arrived in the fifth zone, Wendy hadn't played.

"Huh~, so many people!" Myron thought that there were already a lot of people in the second district, but he didn't expect that there were more people in the fifth district. With so many people coming, naturally most of them are Wendy's fans. After all, Wendy, as a goddess as famous as Minian (not as popular as Minian), is much more popular than Carl.

Minian's presence also aroused the enthusiasm of the crowd, and the fact that she was accompanied by two men was a very new topic, at least much more interesting than the game on the field.

Myron's three are all types who have experienced strong winds and waves, so they naturally don't pay attention to the audience's interests. They sat down in the front row and watched the game in silence.

"Next game, Wendy Faulkner vs. Vernon Anthony. With the announcement of the referee, Wendy lightly jumped into the gladiatorial arena.

With Wendy's entry, the audience boiled for a while, with shouts and whistles constantly, which shows Wendy's popularity.

Wendy stood on the stage, not disturbed by the enthusiastic atmosphere of the audience, but looked towards the audience, in the direction of Myron. At the moment when Wendy and Myron's eyes met, Myron suddenly stretched out three fingers and quickly pinched them a few times. Others naturally didn't understand, but Wendy suddenly blushed. When the perverts in the audience saw the goddess's expression, they immediately howled excitedly.

"Nasty. Wendy gestured to Myron, but didn't make a sound. However, Wendy knew that Myron must know what she was talking about, and it was their tacit understanding.

"The game is on. With the referee's order, the two fighters quickly narrowed the distance between the two sides. In everyone's hearts, Wendy is still a level 4 warrior. And her opponent also happened to be level 4, which should have been a duel of equal strength.

However, the development of things is somewhat unexpected, Vernon is a heavy split, trying to use the advantage of being a man to seize the opportunity, and then slowly transform the advantage to make a contribution in one fell swoop. I didn't expect the fighting spirit attached to Wendy's long sword to be so strong, and in addition to parrying, he also had the ability to fight back, and directly picked his heavy sword away. How could Vernon, whose weapon was knocked away, be Wendy's opponent, and was knocked to the ground by Wendy's easy moves.

Only then did everyone know that Wendy had reached level 5. At the same time, the audience erupted in deafening cheers.

"Wendy!Wendy!Wendy!"

"Wendy!Wendy!Wendy!"

In the sixth game, Wendy Faulkner won. The referee's voice also sounded at the right time.

Wendy won easily but not proudly, she politely nodded to the referee and opponent, and then jumped out of the gladiatorial arena and walked in the direction of Myron with cheerful steps.

Seeing Wendy coming, Myron immediately greeted her, and as she walked, she stretched out her hands and made a hug motion.

"What do you want to do with this?" Myron's actions startled the fans, and everyone felt a little uneasy in their hearts.