Chapter 100 Frey's Efficiency

At this moment, the midday sun shines through the wooden window, onto the slightly dusty floor, casting a dull golden color.

A gust of wind blew by, hitting the door of the venue, making a series of creaking sounds.

There is a slightly worn practice area next to the left beam of the venue. There is a large sparring table. Due to its age, the table looks a little old, with pits and cracks that show the vicissitudes of time.

And above this training area, there stood several warriors with opposing auras.

"Although we will take this duel seriously, it won't be to the point where I have to jump two steps to bully you."

Tsering pointed at Frey and spoke righteously.

As one of the top third-year students, no matter how much she wanted to win, she would not do something unsportsmanlike like bullying the freshmen who had just enrolled.

Then.

Tserwini waved her hand, and a burly fighter stepped forward from behind her, looking as if he couldn't wait to start beating Frey up.

"He is our deputy minister, a second-year student of the fifth level. Let him teach you a lesson."

After Tserwini finished speaking, she folded her arms and retreated outside the duel arena.

In the silent open space, the light and shadows were dim, and the tense air was flowing rapidly.

The two warriors, who were confronting each other, had serious expressions on their faces and were conducting preliminary warm-up and preparation.

It was a simple, small jump, with a slight sound when it landed.

Their eyes were determined, as if the opponent in front of them was the only one left in the world.

Observation is an important step in close combat.

Frey loosened his coat, twisted his neck and relaxed his shoulders with a relaxed expression, facing the opponent in front of him confidently and calmly.

Everyone else gradually moved away.

Ensure they have enough space to fight.

"What do you mean?"

Tserwini looked at Lanci who was far away on the other side, meaning to ask him if she could start.

"Please start."

Lanci nodded.

“Let’s do it!”

Tserwini’s voice echoed throughout the dilapidated venue.

As she finished her words, the atmosphere that had been suppressed to the extreme instantly broke free.

The sturdy man's roar cut through the silence, and he rushed towards Frey like a beast! His figure instantly turned into a flash of lightning, and his muscles all over his body burst out with great power in the movement, as if he was going to fly directly over and bury Frey with the strongest kick! Frey seemed much calmer. He quietly watched the sturdy man rushing over, like a still mountain facing the storm, motionless.

Frey's hands on his chest were in a defensive posture, as if he was prepared to deal with the opponent's sudden attack.

Even the fighters in the back row couldn't help but hold their breath, and all eyes were focused on this moment.

The outcome could be decided in a split second! Just when the two were about to cross paths and engage in a fistfight.

The next moment——

Frey's right hand "whooshed" and he pulled out a ball that shone with the luster of magic crystal from the inside pocket of his coat and smashed it hard, while he fell to the ground in the defensive posture of a battlefield veteran.

A thunderous explosion sounded in the stadium, and even the venue shook slightly.

Smoke and sparks flew in the air at the same time. The sharp explosion seemed to freeze time for a moment, and only the scorching sparks were jumping in the air.

The burly fighter's body was suddenly lifted up by the huge explosion. His body drew a huge arc in the air, and then fell to the ground like a bird with broken wings.

His body rolled several times and finally stopped in a corner of the venue.

The fighter lying unconscious on the ground was covered in black, his eyes were closed, and black smoke was coming out of his mouth like a cuttlefish.

This dilapidated venue, which had just been filled with tense silence, now turned into a stunned deathly silence!

All the fighters stared with their eyes wide open, confused by this sudden situation.

“…Lanqi!”

Hyperion lowered her voice and muttered to Lanci through gritted teeth.

She felt that something was going to go wrong! Even though the group of fighters hadn't fully understood what was going on yet, Hyperion knew that Frey had taken out a light bomb from the Student Union for demolishing buildings. It was no problem to knock out a fifth-level fighter with a close blow! Lanci smiled at her with an imperceptible degree, as if he thought the problem was not serious.

On one side of the field, Frey brushed off the dust on his body and stood up unharmed.

"I won."

Frey shook his collar lightly, his eyes shining brightly, and said in a calm voice,

"Times have changed, and the fighting spirit must also ride on the wind of the times and embark on the giant flying ship called Magic Works."

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

"your!!"

Naturally, the remaining fighters showed great rage.

Hyperion felt the terrible surge of anger like a volcano gathering energy.

Although she felt a little scared, she was also surprised at the same time. Frey's simple operation seemed to be about to bring all of them into the killing line of Lanqi [The Great Love Poet]!

But in today's situation of mediating conflicts on campus, we must not let Lanqi use the "Poet of Great Love" to cause chaos on campus!

"Frey!! You, a despicable fellow, still have the nerve to mention the fighting spirit!!"

"You actually used a hidden weapon in a fair duel! When did the Knight Academy ever have a scum like you?!"

It seemed that this group of people were about to rush up and beat Frey up, but they were afraid that Frey would take out a few more bombs.

The main reason was that Frey's explosion just now damaged a beam of the wooden house, making it shaky.

The fighters were afraid that if Frey continued to wreak havoc in the name of defense, the entire venue might be destroyed! Facing the accusation from his opponent, Frey frowned: "But you didn't say that new weapons cannot be used in fair duels."

"Shut up! Bombs are not allowed in a knight duel!!"

Although the dueling method of the Knights Templar is an unwritten rule, no one can find the specific terms and it is mainly based on default.

But no one has ever taken out something as outrageous as the Magic Institute's building demolition bomb in a duel!

The two sides kept their distance and could not reach an agreement.

If things continue like this, they might eventually lose their minds due to anger and start a war!

Lanqi, who had been watching everything from behind as if he was an outlier, finally stepped forward. He walked past Frey and exchanged glances with him briefly.

"Please calm down. Peace is the most important thing. I understand your points of contention and problems."

Lanqi looked at everyone on the other side and said calmly and calmly,

"At the beginning, both sides had different understandings of the rules, which led to the current situation. So I suggest that this match be disregarded and we have a rematch. And then, we sign a contract before the competition begins, with all the specific terms written down on it. That way, no matter who wins or loses, everyone will be convinced."

His voice was reasonable, his expression fair and straightforward.

It seems to be his responsibility to get everyone to reach an agreement to resolve the problem harmoniously.

The evening is burning, I will try my best to update tomorrow... I am almost fainting from coding...

(End of this chapter)