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Volume 2: The Fairy¡¯s Tea Party Chapter 55: It feels like it¡¯s not difficult to qualify

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    The venue of the competition is a large open-air arena built outside the city. Because they are worried that heroes from all walks of life will go crazy and destroy the environment without distinguishing between friends and foes, the organizers have specially prepared how to fight in an area where there is no problem, and the open space will be cleared after the game.  It can also be used to expand other buildings.

    In addition, magicians have become close to civilians in recent years, but they are still unfamiliar with each other. Adventurers and other miscellaneous professions maintain a distant relationship with people, so this competition has also become a showcase for various professions.  It's good to promote the martial spirit, but it would be bad if all the children became adventurers or signed up to be magicians.

    In the first round of the ring in Griffith, the guy who was his opponent before the start was already standing on it, showing off his power, with a green leaf hanging next to his ear and wearing a stylish felt hat. He looked like a gentleman.  As an archer who does not carry a quiver on his back, he must carefully consider the short bow he holds.

    Ilanlia usually sees archers who play the role of sniping. Those guys try their best to hide themselves for fear of being discovered by others. This is the first time I have seen such generous archers: "In  Are there any archers competing in such a flat place?¡±

    "Have you not read the Archer's Close Combat Manual? In this era, even magicians have begun to use swords, what else is impossible?" This was what Qi Xuan said. He was not good at physical strength and envied those who fought colorfully.  guy.

    Griffith explained: "Because we must admit the fragility of a magician's body. A magician who only uses magic. If he suddenly loses his magic, he will not be able to defeat even a peasant."

    Qi Xuan has read the history books in this area carefully, because the eldest lady once taught the importance of basic knowledge: "I know that in the epic of Saint Lucia, the great magic emperor was pushed off the throne by his angry subjects.  The peasant uncles swarmed up and beat him to death with hoes and hammers."

    Griffith reminded: "You must know that this magic emperor destroyed two corps with a total of 7,000 soldiers with one person."

    "But this was the result of his being fully prepared and using a large number of crystals in the outer city to complete the battle. He almost emptied the treasury. As long as the metals were used as fuel, otherwise the book would not evaluate this war.  The most worthless war in history." What I didn't expect was that Qi Xuan could actually tell it.

    "Not only did you not get any property from the overthrow of the old empire, but a large amount of cultivated land was contaminated by magic. Tens of thousands of people may have died due to various factors after that. I didn't expect you to know this. These books are books  The one that is least paid attention to by the students in the library." After finishing the topic, Gelfis was a little surprised that Qi Xuan, who had never seen him study seriously before, actually understood history.  It was as if Kha'Zix and Rengar were righteously pushing food away from their eyes and threatening to lose weight.

    At this time, Griffith jumped out from between the two of them, pushing away the two boys who wanted to further exchange magic with her left and right hands.

    Staring at Griffith with dissatisfaction, the eldest lady pointed in the direction of the ring: "Xiaoge, your competition is about to start, get up quickly. Get up in a handsome way! Do you think everything is complete?"

    "Hey" Griffith sighed. He has always hated sports, but now he wants to find someone to fight.

    Without saying anything else, Griffith lowered his head slightly, and disappeared from everyone's eyes as the wind stirred up under his feet. Then a small tornado rolled up on the ring.  The so-called handsome way is just to silently emerge from the tornado.  Say hello politely.

    "I am Pumila, the wanderer of the jungle. I have been waiting for you for a long time again. I didn't expect that my opponent in the first round would be a magician as talented as you." The archer saluted gracefully and calmly, and there was enough time before the game started.  Chatting and teasing, even disrupting the other person's mood.

    Griffith responded politely.  Although not as elegant as Pumila, she is more cultivated and calm.  In the etiquette class competition, Griffith will not lose!

    "You're pretty good too. You use a short bow to enter the competition. In some ways, I might be at a disadvantage. By the way, just call me Pachi."

    "Patch? What a nice name. Regardless of the outcome of the game. Please allow me to invite you to dinner."

    "¡­¡­I am male."

    I don¡¯t know why the topic suddenly changed to this aspect, but Griffith suddenly felt unhappy after being misunderstood.

    After hearing Griffith reveal his true gender, Pumila was stunned, and then her eyes flashed with dazzling five-pointed stars: "So are boys so cute? I firmly hope to invite you to a beautiful party."  candlelight dinner."

    This sentence made a group of spectators around want to break their own eyes.

    "Ahem, referee, when does the game start?" Griffith hurriedlyTurn your attention to the referee.

    The referee on the side was holding a handkerchief and wiping sweat with lingering fear. After hearing Griffith's reminder, he immediately took out a pocket watch: "Oh, um, the game starts now."

    As soon as the words fell, the referee pulled the machine on the edge of the ring, and a barrier like a glass cover enveloped the ring.

    "Now, the game begins!"

    The outside world is too dangerous. Griffith immediately summoned a large amount of water to rush the bastard in front of him off the ring, but the opponent opened his arms generously.

    "Paqi, please don't pity me because I'm a handsome guy. Use your full strength and let me be baptized in the storm." Pumila shouted in a strange voice.

    Griffith¡¯s feet went weak and he almost fell. He immediately stood firm and the water elf behind him formed a giant wave and rushed towards the sexually harassing person: ¡°Psycho¡­¡±

    "Ahhhh! Really! Yes! So exciting!" A creepy sound came from the torrent, and Griffith took several steps back.

    For the first time, I felt regretful about using magic to hit someone.

    But fighting is not that simple, right?  This person must be acting and taking the opportunity to find flaws.  Yes, when I think about it, I understand that someone who can participate in the competition cannot be such an idiot. It must be a strategy. And then, is the one who was directly hit by the magic an illusion or a puppet?

    Has it been hidden by the other party?  Griffith stamped his feet, and a circle of flames rushed out from under his feet and spread in all directions.  The anti-magic barrier trembled as it was hit. It was very powerful, but Griffith still frowned. He didn't notice that he hit anything.

    This is impossible, even refraction magic is not that sharp. Material invisibility does not mean the disappearance of existence. It is just invisible, how can it not be touched.

    clang clang clang!

    "Paqi wins." The referee, who was shocked by the magical power, came out from under the ring with his head covered.  Just when he was getting water, something rushed over his head, bringing with him a creature that made a strange sound.

    After confirming that Pumila was unconscious on the ground, the referee announced the result.

    "Are you kidding me?" Griffith was furious.

    The uncle in the orange coat jumped up when he heard the sound in the audience: "Oh! This is the contestant who ate the signature bread of Dior Bakery. Remember, Dior Bakery on West Street!" The maid with red eyes, Sakuya, was at her home  The father held a billboard next to him and remained silent.

    Griffith walked to the edge and looked at Pumila who was unconscious underground.  Yangtian let out a long sigh, shook his head, and immediately disappeared and reappeared in the group of relatives and friends.  Griffith and the others looked like they wanted to laugh, but Qi Xuan had the sense to hide in an unknown corner and laugh.

    "Is it that funny? My blood comes from my mother! Can't boys be more beautiful!?"

    "No, no objection." Griffith and Ilanlia shook their heads together, looking away at the same time to let Griffith see their expressions, but it could be seen from the shaking of their shoulders that they were laughing hard.

    The furious Griffith immediately turned around and returned to the ring, as if he was going to fight ten.  Originally, the contestants were allowed to rest for twenty minutes after completing the game, but if the defender was willing, the next game could come earlier.

    So at the request of Griffith.  Soon a swordsman came up.

    This is a barbarian with a heroic appearance. He is holding a big knife in his hand and pointing at Griffith: "The kid on the other side, give you a chance to admit defeat, otherwise you will lose any parts of your body as soon as the game starts.  Maybe."

    "You think this arena is owned by your family? If you can, fight. If you can't, just keep yelling." Griffith said to him angrily.

    "Drink, you have such courage. Referee, referee, start the game quickly, my sword is already thirsty!"

    The referee who had just called someone to drag Pumila away now panted and stuck his head out: "The game begins." After saying that, he hurriedly escaped and activated the anti-magic barrier.

    As soon as the second round started, the barbarian on the opposite side rushed forward with his sword raised and howling.  Griffith raised a path of fire.

    "It's so comfortable to warm up to the fire. If that's all you can do, you're going to lose." It only took a few seconds for the barbarian to jump out of a three-meter-long path of flames and come to Griffith, slashing down from top to bottom with his broadsword.

    This is the rhythm of a pillow when you want to sleep. Griffith remained motionless: "So most of you warriors have trained your IQ into your muscles." The big knife hit something invisible on the head.  The wind deflected its trajectory and slammed into the ground at my feet.

    The barbarian hurriedly drew out his sword, but the time lost could no longer be made up: "What, he didn't hit the motionless target."

    ? ??Goodbye.  "Gulfis clenched his fists and punched the air.

    The ground under the barbarian's feet suddenly moved, turning into a hard rock arm and punching out. The huge fist hit the barbarian's stomach hard and threw him into the sky.

    "you lose."

    "I can't lose! Ahhhhhhh!" Barbarian, who was about to fall outside the ring in the sky, regained his balance. He grabbed the handle of the big knife with both hands and began to spin crazily, forming a windmill posture and coming out from outside the ring.  flew back in mid-air.

    He didn¡¯t even fly out. Is he worthy of being an official finalist?  More capable than imagined.  Griffith was slightly surprised and squatted down, and a bag of earth wrapped him up.  At this time, the big-sword barbarian roared and flew to the edge of the earth bag, and the wildly rotating blade storm left large and small scars on the earth bag.

    After a few seconds, he realized that there was nothing he could do with the hard shell. With red eyes and panting, the barbarian stopped the rotation of the windmill, raised his sword and gave the dirtbag a hard jump chop.

    "One knife!"

    The jumping chop that focused on the strength of the whole body left cracks on the top of the earth bag, and then the barbarian summoned all his strength and made a second heavy slash from the side.

    "Two swords!"

    Human magicians have some inexplicable abilities. What's even more disgusting is that he was beaten out without even knowing what happened. What's most annoying is that he used weird spells to avoid frontal combat while fighting openly.

    With the last blow, a large amount of red anger burst out from the barbarian's body, and the muscles in his arms swelled as if they were inflated.

    "Three swords!"

    After the third blow, Griffith's earthbag seemed to be crumbling, shaking constantly, shaking and dropping a lot of dust, as if it was about to collapse at any time.

    "Three swords have been drawn, and you are dead." As he put away the sword and began to calm down his breathing, the cracks on the earth bag began to spread, and it would eventually collapse.

    If nothing else happens, the people hiding inside will also be shocked to death. They really deserve it.

    But something unexpected happened. A hand was placed on his shoulder from behind. Ice crystals spread from this hand to the barbarian's body and quickly thickened. The barbarian only had two seconds to react.  When the barbarian turned his head in astonishment, it was too late to see Griffith's sad face. He had just raised his hand and raised the sword to swing, and the last movable limb was frozen in the ice.

    Having just witnessed that poor dirtbag being tortured, Griffith stood aside and mourned three seconds of silence for the magic elf, and then took action to win: "Why, you always thought that I would hide inside, what misunderstanding made you think that we  The magician will hide motionless in the clods of earth." Griffith has rarely hidden in the defense formed by the earth elves.

    After freezing the opponent, it was easy to talk about it. Griffith easily pushed the barbarian out of the ring and threw him to the ground. The referee then held his head and poked his head out.

    "Victor, Patch."

    It seems that I can qualify smoothly, it is not difficult, but I don¡¯t know what Kolster¡¯s puppets are doing now.  (To be continued)

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