"Your Highness, be careful."

Jerry's job in the palace was as a guard, and the first skill his instructors taught him, rather than combat skills, was how to block attacks.

Jerry quickly moved in front of Philliss, blocking the figure's path.

"Get out of the way." But the man didn't even glance at Jerry, and with a flying kick, he sent Jerry flying into the river.

“Jay…” Phillis called out anxiously, but the figure quickly pointed his index finger at her forehead.

Philliss felt a sharp pain in his brain and immediately lost consciousness.

The man stepped forward, hugged Phillis, and then placed him on a seat in the pavilion.

He wiped his hair, his skin turning as red as a branding iron, radiating high temperature. As steam rose, his wet clothes dried.

The man tapped the green pendant behind his ear three times with his finger and said in a deep voice, "The princess has been captured. Proceed according to plan. You may have a good time causing chaos."

After he finished speaking, he took out a small black square box from his storage ring, placed it on the ground, and a semi-transparent energy shield immediately rose up, enveloping the entire pavilion.

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"No way, why hasn't Wu Yu arrived yet?!"

As the game was delayed, the people on the sidelines grew increasingly impatient, with many groaning in frustration.

Because this wasn't a large-scale competition, the rules were relatively lenient, and Wu Yu wasn't automatically disqualified even though he was late.

But Wu Yu never showed up, which doesn't make sense.

After consulting with the other teachers in the audience, the referee finally made a ruling.

"I hereby declare that Wu Yu has forfeited, and the winner is Phillis."

"No way, this is too hasty. I even made a bet with my roommate over a meal. What's wrong with you guys?" The students in the audience had waited patiently for so long, and they weren't going to give in so easily.

However, how could students negotiate with teachers? In the end, the outcome remained unchanged.

"We've finally made it to the finals!" Violet exclaimed happily.

She wasn't worried about Wu Yu's disappearance, because it was something she and Wu Yu had already discussed.

With just one more match to go, Violet will be the top freshman. She knows the real challenge is yet to come.

"Hello, can you hear me?"

Suddenly, a loud voice came from the arena, and all the teachers and students below could hear it clearly.

However, no one discovered the source of the sound. They looked around in surprise, trying to find the culprit.

"Don't look, I'm right here. Sigh, this job really strains my voice. Luckily, I was smart enough to get a megaphone beforehand." As this self-praising voice rang out, people finally noticed the change in the scene.

A blurred door appeared on the arena, and then a fat figure emerged from it.

"Excuse me, excuse me, there are people behind me." After the fat man with a chubby face came out, he rudely shoved the referee who was still confused about the situation, and then walked to the side, making enough space in front of the door.

"Damn it, you fatso, I'm never going to travel with you again. You almost crushed me to death." With a complaining voice, several more people rushed out of the gate.

After the last person walked out, the door disappeared, leaving a total of six people on the stage.

Aside from the obese fat man and the other tall, skinny guy who looked like a bamboo pole, the other four had their faces covered in paint, making them look like uncivilized natives using special symbols during their worship.

"Skinny guy, stop bickering. Let's get down to business first. There are so many people here watching us make a fool of ourselves." The fat guy glanced at the students who were stunned by their strange entrance and whispered to his companion.

"Alright, get on with it. You haven't forgotten your lines, have you?" The skinny guy didn't argue any further.

"Who are you people?" The referee finally came to his senses and pointed at the fat man, questioning him.

"Ha, you're asking me?" The fat man cleared his throat, picked up the megaphone in his hand, and said arrogantly, "I'm a robber, and it's time to rob you."

The crowd paused for a moment, then burst into laughter.

"Hahaha, these guys must be idiots. Even if six eighth-tier epics came to rob the capital, they wouldn't dare say something like that."

"You know what, this fat guy is actually quite funny. Could he be a comedian hired by the academy? Hey, tell me your crew's name, I'll come and support you another day."

"Hehe." The fat man gave a forced smile, then waved his fat hand in the air.

"Snap!" What a crisp sound! The person who had been shouting the loudest was sent spinning like a top.

When he stopped, the man covered his swollen left cheek and spat out several teeth that tasted of blood.

"Sorry, we brothers are only at the sixth level, but that shouldn't stop me from bullying you little shrimps, right?" When the fat man laughed, the fat on his face jiggled, and his eyes narrowed into slits.

"Ugh, you dare hit me? Do you know who my dad is? He'll never let you get away with this!" The person who was hit cried as he spoke these threats.

"I don't care who you are, the Royal Magic Academy is not your place to run wild." The referee finally spoke up.

The referee was no weakling; he could open a spatial tunnel in the capital, something even their dean couldn't do. That's why he and the other teachers had been observing quietly. But now that the students had been injured, they couldn't just sit idly by.

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