Chapter 320: First Warm-up Match (Thanks to Qian Huan, the leader)

There are many geniuses in Edes Academy, but there are also those who are not so geniuses, or even mediocre and slow. Tumu is one of them.

The reason why he was able to enroll was because he advanced to Sequence 3 at the age of 16, which surprised the local people in the town. Then he contacted the admissions staff of Edes Academy, but later found out that it was just because he went astray. The extraordinary core condensed by the advancement was seriously biased, and there was no potential for further advancement. He

was originally a person who would be abandoned, but in the end, the people in the scientific research department of the academy saw the value of his research and were curious about how such a rare case was successful, so they enrolled him.

Before entering Edes Academy, Tumu did not receive a good education. In the first grade, he even repeated a year to supplement his basic knowledge, and then he barely caught up with the progress.

When he was a child, he slept in the open air and lived in the extremely cold mining area, which made his appearance look like he was cut by a cold knife. That is why he is often regarded as an older uncle in the school.

Although Tumu has been diligent and even hardworking to keep up with the progress of his classmates, his weak talent and foundation made him fall behind and gradually become taciturn.

As an ordinary person living among a group of geniuses, the invisible pressure and the feeling of being out of place are incomprehensible to ordinary students. Perhaps everyone has no ill will towards him, but this alienation and distinction always makes people uncomfortable.

Tilan first knew the name Tumu three months ago when she checked the student list and found that his experience and information were quite special.

Later, she went to meet him and asked about his recent situation.

Considering Tumu's current situation, Tilan did not teach him any advanced secrets, but modernized and improved a set of ancient extraordinary sequence advancement methods for him to learn.

"This is the advanced route of the 'Inscription Knight', which is one of the prototypes of the 'Death Knight' and 'Dark Knight' often mentioned in various stories and legends."

"Although it is a job of the Withering Sequence, it is different from the mainstream Withering Sequence. It is more inclined to the ancient Angel Sequence job, that is to say, it is necessary to abide by the commandments to maintain inner calmness and tenacity of will. At the same time, the various abilities brought by the job are also inclined to defense and resistance."

"In ancient times, the duty of this type of 'Inscription Knight' is to protect the necromancer, or to serve as a wall and pillar on the battlefield to stabilize the formation of the army and prevent it from being defeated immediately."

"Compared to ordinary jobs, it will be more powerful and the requirements for qualifications and talents are not high. However, practicing this type of sequence requires constant tempering of will. If your will is not strong enough, you will not be able to exert the ability of the job."

Qinggui precepts and rules are nothing to the ancients, but in today's interstellar era, these ancient precepts are afraid that many people will be discouraged.

Tilan originally thought that he would hesitate for a while before making a decision, but the other party seemed to have not heard the shortcomings at all, and agreed directly and expressed his gratitude.

"Thank you Tilan, I will try my best to learn this new advanced route." Tumu was still learning the ancient knight's loyalty ceremony, half-kneeling in front of the girl, which made Tilan flustered.

"Ahem, actually it doesn't have to be so formal. After all, it's just a method. Whether it can really work depends on you."

"By the way, don't you hesitate at all? Because the later the inscription knight is, the more rules you have to follow, and your life will probably be affected." The girl kindly reminded.

"I know, but it's not a big deal."

Tumu, who grew up in a remote and barren land, thought that if he could gain power, this price was really insignificant. He had seen those gangsters who stole and robbed everywhere to buy advanced elixirs, and those who sold their bodies to make money. Perhaps only those who live in prosperous and peaceful areas would feel that it is uncomfortable to abide by these rules.

In order to become strong and survive, the limit of human endurance is actually far beyond imagination, and he has delayed for too long. If he doesn't seize this opportunity firmly, I'm afraid he won't even have the possibility of formal graduation.

"Thank you, President Tilan." After learning the new advancement route, the 1.9-meter-tall man bowed to express his gratitude. Tilan then pointed out some omissions and missed points for him, and finally successfully re-advanced to the Withering Sequence 4: Gravekeeper Knight two weeks ago.

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Holding the rough sword like a tombstone in his hand, Tumu's body sank slightly. His burly physique gave people a great sense of oppression. After the referee announced the start, Shelley still used the same trick and began to wander around.

This is not because he has no other tactics, but facing a powerful opponent, he instinctively chooses to observe first and avoid direct conflict.

Tumu didn't care about this. Indeed, when it comes to talent, he is not as talented as Shelley, a top student, but it is also these years of training and the experience of getting out of the trough that makes him particularly calm.

Seeing that Tumu was unmoved, Shelley, who had been wandering around for a while, launched an attack. He attacked Tumu's back from the side and back. The blade in his hand was constantly coated with layers of bright red light. The high-level Aijaka formula continuously transformed magic power into extraordinary enchantment effects, which were added to the sword body, so that the outer side of the blade emitted a faint light, and just looking at it gave people the illusion of a sharp cut.

"Elf Secret Art: Piercing Red Sword"

When Shelley was wandering around, Tumu had been standing still, but when the opponent suddenly attacked, he moved violently, as if he could see behind him.

The greatsword like a stone tablet slashed and turned in the air, and Tumu's whole body twisted, like a thick steel anchor, turning and slashing with the greatsword, and the wind pressure brought by it was like a whistling sound.

In this scene, it was too late for Shelley to retreat. In a microsecond, the thick tombstone sword hit the bright red blade, directly breaking the bright red magic condensed on it, and the blade slipped out of his hand, and Shelley's right hand broke with a snap.

Then the blade continued to sweep across, directly hitting Shelley's face. Fortunately, the opponent reacted quickly enough, and Tumu's sword was not known for its speed, so he barely avoided it.

After the first stagger, Shelley kicked off and jumped back to the distance. Then he pressed his injured and broken right wrist with his left hand, and a faint golden branch, flower and leaf mark covered it. Then he straightened the fracture and restored it to its original position.

Although he could not face high-intensity impact, at least the grip function was temporarily restored.

In response, Tumu no longer stayed where he was, but strode forward, pressing the sword in his hand slightly backward, ready to adjust the position to chop and slash at any time.

Every move of the sword technique was as sharp as the cold wind. There was no drag, and no flaws due to exhaustion of strength. It could be said to be an integrated attack and defense. Shelley had no better solution for this. His right hand had not yet fully recovered, so he could only dodge.

A minute later, Shelley jumped onto a fan ginkgo tree, stretched his hand to one side, broke off a branch, covered with emerald branding patterns, and then the branch quickly stretched and grew, gradually forming a handy long sword after a few seconds, which he held.

But this was not the end. As he continued to use special secret techniques to transform it, the wooden blade became more and more solid, while the sword edge became relatively narrower, becoming a blunt-angled sword edge.

Looking at Tumu approaching from below, Shelley jumped lightly, then waved his left hand, and a fan ginkgo leaf flew out, its corners becoming sharp as it spun, and rushed straight to Tumu's face. The

gray and black sword swept past, annihilating the scattered leaves and turning them into ashes, but Shelley also took advantage of this to attack, twisting his figure from the lower side into the gap where the sword could not turn back and exert force, and then the wooden sword in his hand went straight to Tumu's chest, stirring up a large amount of gray and white debris.

Although he succeeded, he did not achieve the expected results. He only broke Tumu's clothes, leaving white sword marks.

When Tumu turned his sword blade to chop again, Shelley got away again and escaped from Tumu's attack range.

After the two staggered for the second time, neither of them had the advantage. Shelley fell back under a ginkgo tree and looked at Tumu with an ugly face.

He didn't expect that the wooden sword in his hand could not break Tumu's defense, which almost declared that he had no chance of winning.

"What kind of secret technique or ability is this?" He couldn't help asking, after all, there are not many people who practice such rigid abilities now.

In response, Tumu shook his head. He didn't want to explain, because there were too many things to explain, and this was a competition site, not a friendly match between classmates, so why let the other party know his trump card.

"Huh!" Seeing Tumu silent, Shelley stopped talking.

Then he changed his attack method again, first giving the wooden sword attributes such as sharpness, poison, and armor-breaking.

But Tumu remained calm and responded. The gray stone layer on his body surface that condensed at any time could greatly reduce the opponent's killing. Even if his defense was occasionally broken, he would only suffer minor injuries at most. This made Shelley, who had many means but no powerful means to break the defense, extremely uncomfortable, and finally had no choice but to admit defeat.

"If Tumu faced an opponent with a blood pupil sequence, it would not be so easy to deal with." After the competition, other students from the academy who watched the game commented that although the two fought fiercely, they were only second- and third-year students of Sequence 4. In the eyes of some top geniuses of Sequence 5, it still felt like a fight between children.

After Shelley left the stage, a student from Lelisa Academy appeared. He happened to be a blood pupil sequence.

The white robe was lifted up, revealing the red and white armor underneath. Its shape was like that of an ancient judge, with blood-colored wings and sun marks on its clothes.

"Lelisa, second grade, Dougye."

After saying this, he pulled out the golden hilt at his side. There was a fine golden mesh on the hilt, and as he poured in magic power, a blood-red blade emerged with a buzzing sound, dazzling and hot.

"Killing, boiling blood blade."

Needless to say, Dougye wielded the dazzling blade and jumped up suddenly. Then he flashed and came in front of Tumu. His speed was almost the same as flashing. The blood-red blade chopped down vertically, from Tumu's right shoulder to his left leg. Then he pulled back and quietly looked at the opponent who was emitting cold air.

The heavy sword was stuck on the ground, and the wounds on his body were like magma. Dark red blood flowed, and the charred flesh turned over. Tumu was almost half-kneeling on the ground with violent panting.

"Give up, I don't think I need to swing the second sword." Dougye shook his head.

Although the action just now was only less than 3 seconds long, it was all he had learned and accumulated in these years. Every move and every moment in it was carefully improved, and was constantly adjusted and optimized by super AI after being instructed by famous teachers.

In the venue tonight, not only Tumu worked hard, but every student present was the elite of each academy. It can be said that everyone is an elite who has been cultivated with countless efforts, energy, resources, and training. Their strength is not only the result of their own efforts, but also the result of many resources, mentors, and computing power behind them.

None of the top six academies in the star field can stand in this position easily.

Feeling the wounds on his body constantly weakening his physical strength, and the magic power was also consumed drastically to maintain the wounds from worsening, Tumu finally ran out of physical strength and slowly knelt on the ground and fell to the ground.

"Sorry." He slowly closed his eyes, and a feeling of shame and discomfort surged in his heart. He was not only ashamed of his lack of strength, but also felt sorry for the figure who had placed expectations on him and let him go on stage first.

"Well, don't be so sad, at least you won a game, it's not a loss." A light voice sounded in his mind, and then the girl on the opposite side waved to him and asked the medical staff to help Tumu off the stage.

After the battle, Tilan did not immediately send someone to the stage to avenge Tumu, but waited for a while. Sure enough, in just a few seconds, a student from Thunderbolt jumped into the clearing in the forest.

"Thunderbolt, second year, Huaiqi."

Compared with the disciplined students of Thunderbolt, this student named Huaiqi was obviously a little cynical. He pulled out the dagger from his waist, played with it easily at his fingertips, like a butterfly fluttering, and then held it.

When the referee announced the start, the two approached quickly. Although Dougye's boiling blood red sword was extremely dangerous, Huaiqi's figure was also strange and changeable. Dougye mistakenly chopped on the false phantom several times and missed the opponent's real attack trajectory.

After three such exchanges, Dougye fell to his knees with wounds all over his body, while Huaiqi easily threw up the short blade of the dagger in his hand and continued to play with it.

Although the Blood Eye Sequence is known for its attack and killing capabilities, this high-intensity and terrifying lethality often has side effects. Once it does not work, the subsequent lack of strength will easily lead to the opponent's elimination.

Thank you to the leader of Qian Huan for the reward~Thanks(ω)

(End of this chapter)