Chapter 230: Hold On

Lulton's attitude changed suddenly from dark clouds one second to clear sky the next, which stunned the little follower behind him.

But Lulton didn't care about other people's looks and greeted him happily.

Lu Yi must have been walking in a hurry, as his shirt, which was usually buttoned up, was now unbuttoned in two places, revealing his delicate collarbone.

Lulton's eyes fell on him greedily.

"Brother Lu Yi! I thought you wouldn't come."

Lu Yi felt even more guilty when he heard this, "How could it be, I promised you to come."

Lulton smiled but said nothing, changing the subject: "The lottery results are out, brother, come with me to see it?"

In the first match of the wheel points race, Lulton drew an opponent of average strength. After a few rounds of fighting, the opponent showed signs of being defeated. Lulton soon seized the opportunity and sent him off the stage.

Lu Yi in the audience clapped enthusiastically.

Lulton, who had always given him a glimmer of attention on the stage, smiled reservedly.

Although the newly victorious little prince was very childish in front of Lu Yi, he was still very polite in front of others, and managed the royal dignity and distance just right.

Lulton's first competition ended early, while the freshmen in other arenas were still fighting fiercely. They could only walk around the venue, waiting for one round of competition to end before starting the next round.

After the first round of competition, Lu Yi found that Lulton's skills in actual combat were a little immature, and his victory did not come easily or by tricks, but entirely by hard power. So he intended to guide him through real-time competitions on other stages.

"You see, the mutual promotion and restraint of elements is the most basic principle, but there are many things we can explore in actual combat. From point to line, from line to surface, using the least consumption to achieve the greatest effect, using magic power to the extreme is a lifelong task for an excellent magician. The gold magician on the stage is using clever strength..."

Lu Yi explained the main points as simply as possible, and Lulton did not disappoint him. He not only understood them quickly, but also was able to draw inferences about other situations.

Just at this moment, a round of competition was over. Lu Yi, who had gained a sense of accomplishment as a teacher for the first time, immediately urged: "If the strength of this round's opponent allows, try the method we just mentioned!"

"Then will Brother Lu Yi look at me seriously?" Lulton asked.

"Of course." Lu Yi said jokingly, "I don't want everything I just said to be in vain."

"I definitely won't!"

In the second round, Lulton's playing style did change.

This subtle change may not be obvious to others, but it is particularly clear and obvious in the eyes of Lu Yi who pointed out the problem.

In fact, because it was too obvious, Lu Yi's brows were furrowed for a while and then relaxed.

——Lulton’s style of play was too aggressive.

If Lulton's initial approach was to use three points of magic to deal three points of damage, then Lu Yi was guiding him to use two points of magic to deal three points of damage. But at this time, Lulton on the stage was constantly trying to use one point of magic to deal a conventional critical attack of three points of damage.

This wasn't the technique they talked about that could be recycled, but more like a gamble with every hit, betting that a critical hit would inevitably happen.

The way of attack can more or less reflect the character or habits of this wizard. Lulton's approach made Lu Yi instantly doubt whether he had accidentally given the wrong guidance just now.

But Lu Yi quickly denied his doubts.

During the conversation he could be sure that Lulton's understanding was not biased, and that Lulton's talent was definitely not so great that he could not find the right degree several times in a row.

It could be a coincidence once or twice, but if it happens too many times it is intentional.

In other words, Lu Yi's understanding of Lulton was actually biased.

Perhaps his understanding of him is still stuck at the time when he was a child, completely harmless and in need of protection, but this no longer fits the grown-up Lulton.

Such a conclusion made Lu Yi quite disappointed. His eyes were focused on Lulton's figure in the ring. His mind flashed with the chubby cheeks of young Lulton, and then he flashed with the look on his face when Lulton said that there was nothing to cherish in life.

"Hey, are all the kids from your New Victory Empire so fierce in fighting?"

A teasing voice came from behind. Lu Yi, who was in a bad mood, said lightly, "You are already the head of the third grade. Do you still have time to watch the freshman competition?"

Saman said with a tut, "Hey! What's that? Protecting your child? Do blond hair and blue eyes mean you have any privileges here? I'll have to get one someday... But you're right, the third-year head has so many things to do, he really doesn't have time to watch a freshman match between two rookies."

Lu Yi finally turned his head to look at him, raised his eyebrows and asked: "What are you doing now? Don't tell me you came to see me on purpose."

"Hey!" Saman snapped his fingers. "What's the matter? You're right again! I really came here to find you. Something big happened!"

Come to see him specially? What kind of important event could make Saman unable to wait even a moment and come to the crowded freshman competition to find him?

Lu Yi was concerned now, frowned slightly and asked: "What happened?"

The next second, Saman's voice rang directly in his mind through magic.

"The Holy See has found a way to close the gap."

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Xinna Empire, a small border town.

In the steamy, shabby people gathered in groups of two or three, leaning on each other, talking in low or high voices, as if they could get through the difficult times together - or more accurately, the difficult times when their country was deeply invaded by monsters.

Inside the tavern, the only light bulb hanging from the ceiling was completely broken. The only dim lights in the room were emitted by burning candles. The low-quality wax gave off a drowsy smell, which mixed with the aroma of wheat beer in the air to create a unique and decadent atmosphere for this tavern.

The burly man with a stubbled face rolled up a piece of cheap tobacco and was about to take a long puff with his eyes closed when he was unexpectedly knocked by the skinny bard and his hand was twisted.

The sturdy man instantly became furious and stretched out his long arms to grab the bard.

"Don't you have eyes? Ah? Don't you want to live? Would it be more satisfying to die here than to die in the mouth of a monster?"

The sturdy man clenched his cigarette into a fist and was about to smash his fist into the bard's face while cursing.

The bard dodged in panic, shouting, "Don't fight, don't fight, don't fight! I have something very important to tell you! It's about the gap!"

The sturdy man sneered: "What useful information can a homeless person like you know?"

"Really! I'm not lying to you!" the bard said hurriedly, "The latest news from Katifan is that the Holy See has found a way to eliminate the gap! Now there is no gap within a ten-mile radius of Katifan!"

The noisy tavern fell into silence in an instant, and for a moment only the voice of the bard could be heard.

Someone trembled and asked: "Has the Holy See found a way to close the gap?"

"Yes!" the bard affirmed loudly, "His Holiness the Pope said that the Holy See is willing to help every country with devout believers! God of Light! These days are finally coming to an end!"

Eliminate the gap and return to the peaceful and beautiful days!

What an exciting thing this is for the residents of the small town who are suffering from the invasion of monsters!

Some people were moved to tears and kept muttering: "God of Light! Praise our Lord of Light! Praise the Holy See! Praise Your Majesty..."

"We're saved, we're finally saved!"

"Do I not have to die anymore? God of Light! I don't have to die!!"

In this dilapidated tavern, people vented the pain of their displacement during this period and hugged and cried for the newly rising hope.

Who can truly face death calmly? They cannot be indifferent to the hope of survival.

Only as long as you are alive can you have a future.

"Praise the God of Light..."

"Praise the God of Light!!"

"Is the Holy See crazy?! Cough, cough, cough, cough!" The King of the Xinna Empire suddenly pushed the letters and photo stones in front of him off the desk and started coughing rapidly in anger.

"With 10 million gold coins as a gap, why doesn't he just let me hand over Xinna to him!"

The Xinna Empire was not one of those powerful empires known for its rich resources. When the harvest was bad, it might not be able to get 10 million gold coins a year. The Vatican was just a lion's mouth. Even if they emptied their treasury, they couldn't get 10 million gold coins.

The young and beautiful queen patted the king on the back and said worriedly, "Perhaps that His Majesty is planning this? As long as the loophole is not eliminated, there will be no peace in Xinna..."

They had suffered severe damage from the monster's attack.

If it drags on, it may be a question whether the Xinna Empire will still exist in the Isaiah Continent from now on. For the people who have suffered so much, it seems that changing the country is not an unacceptable result compared to destruction.

"He is sure that we are helpless against the gap!" King Xinna gritted his teeth and said, "Are we really helpless and can only let others manipulate us?!"

The queen's silence made King Xinna even more grief-stricken.

"What a bright church, what a bright pope! They are putting us on the edge of a knife!"

It was a life or death dilemma, and they had no time to think about it.

"I'm unwilling... I really am unwilling! Is Xinna really going to be destroyed in my hands?!" King Xinna growled in a suppressed voice.

He covered his cheeks with his hands, unable to extricate himself from deep pain and entanglement.

"Your Majesty, the Vatican..."

King Shinna did not answer.

After a long time, a hoarse voice sounded dryly.

"I'm unwilling... I'll refuse first, let's hold on a little longer, hold on a little longer..."

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