The day of the Roundup of the Valkx Academy was not without excitement. The more than 2,000 trainees of the entire academy who were sent out for internship assignments at the beginning of the month have all returned by the end of the month.

At this moment, more than 2,000 students were gathered in the large square at the entrance of the academy, and under the statue of the god of war in the center of the square, a high platform had been generated with earth magic. All the House Executives and McFarlane were standing on the podium at the moment.

Standing in the center was an old magician dressed in a moon-white robe, with snow-white hair and beard, who was Salneo, the head of the Valques Academy. His voice was not loud, but it could be heard clearly in the ears of more than 2,000 people:

"My children, time flies, and in the blink of an eye another school year has come to an end, and you will enjoy two months of vacation before the next school year begins. And what you have learned in this school year will be proven today!"

"It is customary for the Valkx Academy to hold a big competition at the end of the academic year, and students below level 4 in magic or vindictiveness are not forced to participate. Students from the Faculty of Arts and Sciences are not compulsory, and students who have been injured during internships are not compulsory. A total of 1,262 students participated in this year's competition. ”

"The rules for the preliminary round of the academy competition are as follows: there are eighty battle platforms in the eighty martial arts training grounds of the martial arts department, and forty-eight battle platforms in the forty-eight magic practice grounds of the magic department. The students of the martial arts department are free to fight on the platform of the martial arts department, the students of the magic department are free to fight on the platform of the magic department, and the demon martial arts double cultivators can freely choose the department of the battle, and the one hundred and twenty-eight students who are still standing on the platform at dusk are the victors and will enter tomorrow's semi-finals. ”

"The trainees on the stage only have three chances to challenge, and the students on the platform only have ten times to be challenged. In other words, if the students under the battle platform fail to challenge three times in a row, they will be directly out. And if the students on the stage are undefeated in ten consecutive games, they have the right to no longer accept the challenge and go directly to the semi-finals. At the same time, after each match, the winner will have the right to take a 20-minute break before taking on a new challenge. ”

"Now, I announce that the 312th Academy Competition of Walques Academy has officially begun!"

As the old magician's words fell, there was an immediate uproar in the square. There are those who run to the martial arts department, some who run to the Ministry of Magic, those who are in a hurry and rush to seize the battle platform, and those who are confident and slow to be organized, and most of them are not confident in their own strength and choose to watch the excitement.

Facing the noisy scene below that almost exploded, Salneo, who was on the high platform, turned to McFarlane and said with a wry smile: "Dear His Highness McFarland, I'm sorry to let you see the joke." ”

McFarlane immediately replied respectfully, "No, dear dean, what did you say? I think this arrangement of your house is very reasonable. ”

"Thank you for your understanding. ”

On the square, Dick was not in a hurry to seize the battle platform for a while, he wandered around in the martial arts department and the magic department, observing more actual battles, which was also a way to improve his strength.

On the battle platform of the Ministry of Magic, the mages cast all kinds of brilliant magic bombardments, gorgeous and brilliant.

On the battlefield platform of the martial arts department, the soldiers fought in close quarters, and they were even more passionate and enthusiastic.

Dick couldn't help but feel a pity, there was no warrior-mage hybrid battle in this preliminary round, otherwise, the battle would have been more exciting. But with emotion, Dick knew that the academy's arrangement made sense.

Ordinary warrior-mage battles usually end in the warrior's victory, because on the battlefield, agile warriors don't give the mage time to finish the spell.

Only high-level mages have the ability to dodge or fend off warriors' attacks by casting instantaneous magic to buy time to unleash advanced magic. At the same time, only high-level warriors have the ability to use powerful martial arts to compete with the advanced magic of mages. This is undoubtedly the reason why the Weishenme Preliminary Tournament will be held separately from the Ministry of Magic and the Ministry of Martial Arts.

Dick thought to himself, and when he came back to his senses, he suddenly found himself thinking about things while following the crowd to a martial arts department battle table. There were a lot of people around the platform, and almost all the students were cheering loudly.

"Come on, Senior Flo!"

"Good job, hit hard!"

"Flo, you're amazing!"

......

Dick followed everyone's gaze, but saw that on the battle platform, two figures were fighting together, but one was fighting to the death, and the other seemed to be at ease.

The warrior who had the upper hand, that is, Flo in the mouth of everyone, had short fiery red hair, and his figure also flashed with fiery red light between the flashes, obviously a martial artist with a fire attribute fighting spirit, but at this moment on the battlefield, he was completely passive defensive, and at the same time dominated the rhythm of the opponent's attack.

The fire attribute fighting spirit has always been known for attacking, and this warrior named Flo can have the absolute upper hand even if he is passive defensive, so once he attacks, how terrifying it will be!

Sure enough, after a while, when his opponent, the student with the wind attribute fighting spirit, was exhausted, Flo finally got tired of the game and stunned his opponent with just one punch. Then, facing the thunderous cheers of the crowd under the battle platform, he raised his fists high and showed his madness.

A ninth-level trainee samurai, a powerhouse who is only half a step away from stepping into the warrior realm!

This is what Dick said about the Flo senior in front of him.

"How's that? are you going to go up and knock him down?" asked Dimihera, hidden in Dick's mind.

"I still don't want it, it's just a preliminary round, and I don't need to work so hard. Dick mentally replied, "The more my hole cards are exposed, the worse it will be for my next fight." ”

After wandering around the arena for a while, Dick found several powerhouses who were close to the second order, but they and the previous Flo were all seventeen or eighteen-year-old seniors, and there was no student like McFarlane who was about fifteen years old, and there was not a single magic apprentice or trainee warrior whose strength had reached the ninth level, let alone a ninth-level trainee warrior and eighth-level magic apprentice like McFarlane.

Before you know it, the time has arrived in the afternoon, and it is not early. So Dick finally ended the spectator. He chose a battle platform and jumped on it. The defender was also a student who was not much of his age, and Dick watched him fight, he was an earth-attribute seventh-level trainee warrior. Not high, not low, just right.

"Hello," the apparent politeness was still necessary, "My name is Dick, a sixth-level Demon Martial Dual Cultivator. ”

"My name is Balu, a seventh-level trainee samurai. ”

"Ready to ......" A faculty member from the academy acted as a referee on the battle stage, and he stood between Dick and Baru, his right hand raised.

"Start!" the raised right hand sliced off like a guillotine, and the academy teacher flew back, leaving room for the two to fight.

The moment the battle began, the two of them burst out at the same time. Baru's fighting spirit is dark yellow, while Dick's fighting spirit is pure black.

As we all know, under normal circumstances, the magic power and fighting spirit of a demonic dual cultivator will be the same attribute. Dick's contract with Demihera not only gave him the ability to use dark magic, but also completely changed his fighting spirit to a dark attribute.

With his feet slamming into the ground, Balu held a sledgehammer in his hand, shaped like a meteorite, with a sharp and heavy weight, and rushed straight towards Dick.

Dick didn't flinch, his sword unsheathed, and he met Baru's sledgehammer head-on, and the two of them fought hand-to-hand on the battlefield.

The sword light swayed, weaving a piece of light and shadow. The giant hammer flies, bringing gusts of wind.

"Boom!" With a crisp sound of gold and iron colliding, the figures of the two flew back at the same time. They looked at each other at a distance of five meters. Both of them gasped slightly.

With the strength of the dark fighting spirit, as well as the demon clan martial arts that Di Mihra had instructed in the past few days, Dick actually resisted the onslaught of an opponent who was one level higher than him head-on!

"Be careful. Dick reminded his opponent, and his lips twitched slightly, apparently chanting the incantation.

With a loud shout, Balu swung his hammer and rushed towards Dick with an indomitable momentum.

Balu already had a plan in his heart, the swordsmanship of this kid in front of him was so strange that in the confrontation just now, even if he had a fighting spirit that was one level higher than his opponent, he had a feeling of strength and nowhere to go. If this kid is allowed to complete the spell again, there will be no suspense in this battle.

Five meters away, Balu swung a giant hammer and smashed it down on Dick's head!

"Ding!" The long sword was sharply pointed at the side of the giant hammer, deflecting the trajectory of the hammer's falling head at the last moment.

"Boom!" the hammer slammed down on the ground to the left of Dick's stand, cracking the platform and slashing with debris across Dick's cheek.

But it was at this moment that Dick's spell was finally completed.

"Space Bondage!"

Balu suddenly felt his body tighten, as if there was a weight pressing on him from all directions. In addition, he had just sent out that full force hammer, and at this moment, the old power had been exhausted, and the new power had not yet been born. For a moment, his body paused for a moment.

This moment was enough to decide the outcome of the battle! Dick flew up and kicked him between the chest and abdomen, and with a loud "boom", Balu was kicked off the battlefield.

Because the effect of the spatial restraint was still not lifted, even when he fell off the battle platform, he still maintained his original position.

"Excuse me, teacher, do I win in this way?" Dick said calmly.

"Winner: Dick!" the academy teacher announced with a blank face.

Before dusk, several more students came to challenge Dick's platform, but their strength was not even as strong as the previous Baru, and Dick sent them off the platform without even using magic.

The sun had finally set over the western horizon, dusk had fallen, and the 128 battle platforms in the Valques Academy had decided their masters, and the teachers of the academy had recorded the list of the winning students, and then sent all the students back to their dormitories to rest.

The semi-finals and finals will be held tomorrow.

The night is quiet, the moon is bright and the wind is light.

Dick sat quietly on the couch in the room and practiced.

Dimihera floated aside.

"I'm so hungry, boy, after tomorrow you will have to pay off all the mental power, magic and fighting spirit you owe me. Dimihera stared at Dick.

Dick was so shocked by it that he couldn't help but withdraw from his cultivation state, "Don't look at me with the eyes of food!"

"Boy, in fact, you don't have to be so troublesome if you want revenge, can't you just concentrate on cultivating your own liliang?"

Dick got out of bed, went to the window of the room, looked out the twilight and said, "I have my own plans, you don't have to worry about it." ”

"Rather than spending a lot of energy building shili in the complex shijie of your human race, it is better to accumulate your own liliang. In the face of absolute strength, all other means are in vain. ”

Dick looked out the window and said coldly, "I have been abandoned for eight years, and even if I spend my whole life cultivating, I may not be able to reach the ideal state." ”

"Moreover, the strength of an individual cannot play a role in a national-level war at all, maybe the powerhouses of the Holy Realm can play a little role. ”

"Absolute strength...... Dick looked out the window, the tallest building in the entire city of Valx, the temple of the god of war, in the darkness of the night, "...... Maybe it's only the Divine Realm. ”