Chapter 92 Grade Trial Competition 8

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"careful!"

Canaan was quick-eyed and quick-handed. A small arrow of condensed earth shot out from his palm and instantly pierced into the vital point of the python that raised its head silently.

The python, which was as thick as a forearm, was hit in a fatal spot and fell stiffly without breathing on the spot.

The thick and long body of the python fell directly towards the man who was standing there in a daze.

The python's skin scales had a cool and smooth feel that was unique to cold-blooded animals, causing the man to get goose bumps the moment he was touched, and he jumped violently.

Even though the dead python had been thrown five meters away by him, the man was still shaking like crazy, making "ho ho" sounds from his mouth.

Canaan was shocked by his violent reaction and asked worriedly, "Are you okay? This shouldn't happen. Normally, if you're not bitten, you won't be poisoned..."

The man's companion held him down without saying a word, and turned around to explain to Canaan.

"It's okay, it's okay. He's just very afraid of snakes and insects. He gets scared when he sees them. Now that he's been hit like this, he's probably still in the process of collapse. He'll be fine once he recovers."

Rupert nodded in understanding, and said with empathy: "I understand this, I understand!"

Just thinking about having a cold creature like a snake sticking to his skin gave him goosebumps.

"I really have to thank you for what happened just now! Otherwise, if he had been bitten by this snake whose poisonous or not, he would have been completely ruined in the grade trial competition!"

The man also calmed down and thanked them repeatedly: "Yes, yes, thank you so much!"

"It's a small matter." Canaan waved at them.

Guessing that the five people now have a good impression of him, Canaan tentatively said: "Speaking of which, the monsters in this trial are just a small problem. The real difficulty lies in those senior students..."

The man agreed. "That's right! Yesterday we saw a team being eliminated by two sophomores! How could they possibly win? We just want to hold on to the end..."

Canaan said exaggeratedly, "Wait a minute, you didn't think there were only second graders?"

The man's eyes widened, "What do you mean? Aren't there more than just second years? Third years??"

Canaan shook his head and said in a sigh, "You are still lucky... We saw third-year students in black school uniforms before, and there may be more than that. Who knows, some fourth-year students may show up at any time. That would be the end of us."

"No way..." The man looked up at his companions beside him, and they all looked incredulous.

"This is a grade trial competition. In previous years, first and second graders participated. It doesn't make sense that third or even fourth graders would suddenly appear in our class. How can the fourth grade graduates have so much free time?"

Another woman who knew something about Braceside wondered.

Jianan spread his hands and said helplessly: "There is no need for me to scare you about this matter, right? What do I want? Besides, judging by the speed at which they eliminate the first-year students, you will encounter senior students sooner or later..."

Several people stopped talking, and their expressions all became solemn.

"That's it. You're doomed. You still want to hold on to the end? You definitely can't..." a woman said with a wry smile.

If they were only competing against the sophomores, these rookie magicians might be able to hold out for a while longer. But once the third and fourth graders came in, that would be completely unrealistic.

"There's not enough food, and these monsters and beasts are getting harder to catch every day..." another woman added.

"The rules weren't made clear long ago. Oh, let's just pack up and find a cave to hide in. We don't expect to get any more points, in case we run into some big shot and lose our current points!"

After a few words, the five-member team all looked depressed.

"That's outrageous. We are just trainee magicians and apprentices. How can we fight against those first-, second-, or even third-level magicians?"

Canaan patted the man who was speaking and consoled him, "It's not necessary to fight. Look, the rules only say that you need to smash the magic stone, right?!"

"It's easy for you to say, but they are all official magicians! How can we smash the magic stones on their chests in front of them? This is simply unrealistic..." the man immediately retorted.

"Oh, don't get so excited, brother!"

Canaan's expression changed slightly and his look turned serious.

"Of course one or two people can't deal with them, but what about a hundred or a thousand people? The number of people on the other side in the grade trial is definitely far less than ours. Brothers, do you still remember the first lesson of the magic circle, a compulsory course in Bryside?"

The man was stunned and whispered, "...Are you talking about the large-scale combined magic circle?"

Before Canaan could say anything, the other man shook his head and denied it: "That's impossible. Let alone a thousand people, even a hundred people would be enough. Why should others listen to you?"

They were able to enter Braceside because they were a bit arrogant.

Strength is respected, and only the strong have the right to speak.

Although Canaan is considered one of the best students in the first grade, the gap between him and others is far from being big enough to convince others.

After hearing what the man said, Canaan didn't get angry, but instead laughed strangely.

"I didn't say you should listen to me. I just had the confidence to say that the seniors should be eliminated because I saw a freshman eliminate a junior!"

The girl next to him was stunned for a moment, then quickly responded, "Are you referring to Chief Lu Yi?!"

Canaan nodded and said, "I'll tell you straight away. I didn't think of this joint magic circle at first. It was the chief who told us about it. He explained to us the situation that all the first-year students are facing. Cooperation is our only way out right now. If we delay it any further, we'll be finished when we don't have enough people."

"So..." Canaan paused, "Want to join us?"

“We join in!”

He answered so quickly that Canaan was stunned for a moment and said, "So decisive? You just said it was impossible..."

"It's impossible for us to say it out loud..." the man laughed.

"But that's the Chief!"

"If it's Chief Lu Yi, I think nothing is impossible."

"Like he said before, I, we, the first-year students..."

"——can create a miracle of victory."

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"I didn't expect things to go so smoothly... much more smoothly than I expected at first!" Flo murmured.

Fielding glanced at her. "What did you expect? We talked a lot and nobody did anything?"

Flo nodded. "Although it's not as exaggerated as you said, it definitely takes a lot of effort to convince others... I'm a little surprised that it's going as smoothly as it is now."

With the unremitting efforts of the two, in just one and a half days, they encountered a total of more than a dozen full-strength teams.

Apart from a few teams with ambiguous attitudes, most people quickly approved of the plan of the joint magic circle and were very happy to spread the news to other first-year students.

The speed at which the news spread was much faster than the two had expected. They didn't know which node the team they had met not long ago was already in the extended chain.

"That's no surprise," Fielding said disapprovingly.

"We are all not stupid people who have survived until now. If we want to survive to the end, we have to give it a try. Moreover, we have Chief Lu Yi leading us now. He has specially eliminated the tough guys. We just need to contribute a little in the end. The risk has been reduced to the lowest! It has come to this. If anyone doesn't go, I will laugh at him and he is a fool, okay!"

Flo thought for a moment, "And this should be a good opportunity to pick up a bargain?"

It is easier to fish in troubled waters when there are more people.

The points scored by the senior students are definitely more than those rookie first-year students.

Fielding gave her an admiring look that showed her that she could still be carved out of rotten wood.

"Most importantly, don't you think you underestimate the name Lu Yi Klein?"

Flo was stunned and looked up at him hesitantly.

Fielding snorted, "You are the president of Lu Yi's support group..."

"Being cautious is a good thing, but being overly cautious makes you look weak and incompetent."

Fielding looked at her deeply and said softly, "...I know you also submitted your resume for the position of deputy headmaster."

"But you can't beat me."

"Your barbecue is excellent. I will send a servant to give you a gift from the Borg family after the trial. Don't worry about anything else."

"I am the destined deputy prefect."

Someone who is destined to stand by Lu Yi.

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"Huff—"

Lu Yi rubbed his nose, his expression still a little confused.

857, who was still talking to him, paused, then said with a gloating smile: [It must be that unlucky guy who was eliminated by you is scolding you! ]

[“No way… I just shattered their breathing magic stones, and didn’t do anything else?”]

[What have they done yet? They must think it’s better to fight head-on! The chief actually attacked by surprise! Tsk tsk tsk…]

Lu Yi curled his lips, not buying into its provocation at all.

[“Why should I fight these first- and second-level seniors when I have nothing to do after eating? Even if I can barely hold my own, what if they are defeated like Cromwell and their magic power erupts? I’m not a fool.”]

[“What sneak attack? This is called tactical dodge! What we are pursuing is the ultimate efficiency, okay?”]

Lu Yi, who put efficiency above all else, couldn't even remember how many sophomores and juniors he had eliminated in the day and a half. Apart from eating and sleeping, he spent the rest of his time eliminating seniors.

Everything was kept simple, and at mealtime he lived on the dried meat that Flo had prepared for him in advance.

Although the jerky has a unique flavor, Lu Yi couldn't bear to eat it for several meals in a row.

I really miss Flo's barbecue.

[“That kid Fielding got a good deal…”]

Lu Yi muttered enviously, never expecting that the atmosphere between the other two was not as harmonious as he expected.

Barbecue?

There was no barbecue, and the competitors faced each other with only false friendliness.

Lu Yi patted his belly and looked into the distance sadly.

The only thing to be thankful for is that so far, he has not met any fourth-grade students wearing red school uniforms.

Not one.

The trial match had already started for more than two days, and Lu Yi had not been hovering in a fixed position. If there were any fourth-year students, it would be impossible for him to have never encountered them once.

It could only be that there were indeed no fourth graders participating in this grade trial competition.

They were overthinking it before.

This can probably be considered the last act of conscience in the grade trial competition. It is really against the will of heaven to use a third-level magician to deal with trainee magicians and magician apprentices.

[I strongly suggest you upgrade a taste plug-in for me! ! ! ]

Lu Yi pretended not to hear, ["Come to think of it, do you remember how many senior students I have eliminated now?"]

【Taste plug-in!!】

[“We already have so many points, so we must have eliminated at least a few dozen seniors, right?”]

【Plug-in! 】

[“Upgrade, upgrade, upgrade. Once I have enough points, I will upgrade you immediately!”]

857 stared with dead eyes and said mechanically: [Why do I feel like you are making empty promises to me? ]

Look at this cake, isn’t it big and round?

[“Really not.”] Lu Yi immediately retorted, [“Wait until Xia is offline, and I will upgrade your plug-in immediately! Upgrade whatever plug-in is available!”]

The main point is to be arrogant and not lack of points!

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The grade trial competition is finally almost finished.

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