Bright, firm and sharp.

It's like an unsheathed sword.

All those who saw Del Jo's eyes at this moment would have such a thought at the first time.

And then?

It's a sting.

Just like the people in the Plaza de la Ilta.

They felt as if they had been stabbed in their eyes, and many of them exhaled in pain, while more covered their eyes and bowed their heads.

Only the voice of the Earl's chief swordsman came to his ears—

"Let's go!"

A sound starts, attracting everyone's attention.

They wanted to witness the battle in the ring, but their tearful eyes couldn't see clearly, and everyone's vision was blurry.

All they could hear was the wind.

The sound of the wind howled.

It was as if a sudden wind on the sea set off a monstrous wave.

The curiosity of everyone in the Plaza de la Erta was also aroused.

That's what people are.

The more I can't see it, the more I want to see it.

And the world?

It's that the more you want to see it, the more you can't see it.

It's like a hundred claws scratching the heart.

Curiosity is uncomfortable.

Everyone in the Elta Square began to rub their eyes, and then, with wide eyes, they looked at the ring—

In the ring, Arthur was the only one left.

Del Jo is long gone.

No!

To be precise, Deljo turned into the wind.

The sword is hidden in the wind, and the person is hidden in the sword.

The wind is like a sword.

The sword is like the wind.

Whoosh!

On the hard stone ring, with the whistling wind, there were fine traces as deep as a finger one after another, and between the layers, the fine stone powder was swept into the wind.

Suddenly, let the invisible wind have a color.

The gray wind is howling more and more.

Del Jo's figure is even more hidden.

But it's not hiding from or escaping.

But......

Gather momentum!

When he learned yesterday that Nanlos 'Psychic Medium' had to test his strength before deciding the outcome of his group, 'Tempest Sword' Del Jo began to actively prepare.

It's not just the lives of his own group that are on his own one person and one sword.

It was also because Del Jo wanted to really see the power of the 'Ranker'.

In Bet Ling, there are naturally 'Rankers'.

But Del Jo couldn't see each other at all.

Moreover, even if he did, Del Jo at that time did not have the confidence to see the strength of the other party.

Because that's deadly.

But now it's different.

Now that I have met the 'Rank', and I have to show my strength to survive, then I ...... There's no need to be afraid.

Just let go of your hands and feet.

At the very least, there are no regrets.

With such a mentality, Del Jo did not probe or speak, and showed his strongest killing move at the beginning.

In the face of a 'Beginner' like Nanlos 'Medium', any temptation is useless, and any words are rude.

Only when you come up with the strongest killing move is the least respect.

Only then can the other party see their determination and sincerity.

Therefore –

The wind is stronger!

More and more stone dust is being swept up in it.

The next moment, a ten-meter-high tornado appeared in the ring.

"Tornado!"

Nanlos around the ring exclaimed, almost subconsciously, and the people were ready to run.

During the annual storm season, tornadoes occur off the coast of South Los .

If a huge sailing ship is to be overtaken, it will be shipwrecked and killed.

And every year, a similar endgame occurs.

Therefore, no one knows the horror of tornadoes better than the people of Nanlos.

The moment they saw a tornado, even a child knew to run right away.

However, before the people around him could take a step, the huge tornado did not continue to grow larger, but directly disintegrated, turning into a thousand wind arrows and shooting at Arthur-

Whoosh!

Facing this sea of arrows, Arthur only raised his head slightly.

He even had time to glance at the earl's swordsmanship.

When the tornado appeared just now, the earl's swordsman's eyes were filled with murderous intent.

Obviously, if Del Jo allowed this 'tornado' to take shape in the heart of South Los City, the swordsman would kill Del Jo in the first place.

Moreover, there will be absolutely no one to hold this swordsman accountable.

Don't say anything to interrupt the 'Sword Fighting Tournament'.

Anyone who dared to say a word for Del Jo would have to be torn apart by the people of Nanlos.

Thankfully, Deljo wasn't carried away.

Or rather......

This is the other side's strategy.

Use 'Tornado' as a way to get his attention.

Use the Wind Arrow to restrict his movement.

And then?

In the other party's imagination, it is natural to kill with a sword.

Of course, it's just the other party's assumption.

And in Arthur's eyes, it is full of flaws!

Because, the other party is in Arthur's eyes......

At a glance!

It's not that Arthur has no last resort, and he didn't predict everything in advance.

It's just because Arthur is too familiar with the 'wind'!

Don't forget, he has a Commander Golem with the ability of Storm.

This is a real 'Beginner'.

Even if he didn't have the opportunity to show the 'storm' in the real sense, Arthur could possess and feel the 'storm', and after having this experience, looking at Del Jo's 'storm' at this moment, Arthur immediately had a sense of command, and he was able to find eleven flaws in it in an instant-

Call!

The fine arrows of the wind were sharp and joined together as they fell.

The feeling of whistling was even greater than the previous tornado, and the people closest to the ring had been blown back again and again, and if it weren't for the fact that there were people behind them as support, they would have fallen to the ground by this time.

Arthur, on the other hand, stepped forward.

Feeling the strong wind blowing in his face, he even wanted to shout-

'On the vast sea, the wind gathers dark clouds. Between the dark clouds and the sea, the petrel flies proudly like black lightning. ’

Others are horrified.

He's comfortable.

Others retreat.

He, forward.

Arthur used his own way to attract the attention of those present.

That's XP!

Although yesterday afternoon's supplement brought Arthur a lot of XP income, there was also a lot of XP in the report about the 'quarterfinals' issued this morning.

[You successfully passed the top eight and advanced to the top four, which was expected by everyone, and everyone did not hesitate to discuss your name, and you were known by more people; XP+100】

[You rescued Lord Dubois and Lord Bass's nephew during the quarterfinals, which impressed people with your medical skills and amazed more people; XP+300】

……

Neither of the two is as good as the one in the supplement.

But that doesn't mean Arthur will give up.

Arthur knew the truth that little things add up.

Especially when there is a gap of 3000XP required to upgrade [Swift Bird Swordsmanship] to Lv5, Arthur can't wait for every XP to be regarded as ten flowers.

Therefore, he tried to gain more XP.

Like, at this moment!

Arthur wandered among the thousands of arrows of the wind.

Under everyone's gaze, he walked to the corner on the side of the ring.

Everyone looked at it in bewilderment.

There was no one there and nothing there.

Nothing?

Why go there?

And just when everyone was puzzled, a dazzling sword light suddenly bloomed there.

The gray smoke and dust were completely dispersed by the flowering of the blade that glowed with metal.

This sword, as fast as a meteor, pierced Arthur.

"Ahh

Everyone exclaimed.

And Arthur looked at the sword light that flashed in front of him, but he smiled mildly and said softly-

"Not bad."

As he spoke, he raised his hand, bent his fingers, and flicked it.

Bite!

(End of chapter)