Chapter 221: Ranch took Hyperion's words seriously
Frey, Ranch, and Hyperion walked on the path of the school's Knights' Courtyard.
Along the way, the three of them walked and talked.
"Frey, do you know the rules of the competition?"
The jacaranda trees on both sides of the road are neatly dotted, adding a sense of mystery and tranquility to this campus area, proudly displaying their flowers that do not wither even in winter.
"It will probably be the same as the contract we signed last time. Just treat it as a fight in the shadow world. And this time the public competition will no longer use the artificial shadow world, but will go directly to the Knight Academy Arena for actual combat."
Frey replied that when he went to the Knights' Court with the president before, he had been listening to their discussions.
Since there is no venue for activities, the fighters of the Fighter's Soul Team have made an appointment with Monast to wait for the student union instructor to arrive at the arena.
“It’s such a large-scale project.”
Lanqi remembered the giant arena with pointed arches and window panes full of classical charm that could accommodate many spectators. There was also a magical barrier on the fighting stage that could protect lives.
Generally, when a product is officially launched to the public, it will be a large-scale event in consideration of cost and publicity.
"Yes, the day after tomorrow happens to be Friday. If we can heat up the atmosphere in advance, it can be considered a good celebration event."
Frey continued.
After all, the characteristic of Ikerita students and residents is that they love to watch the fun.
Every year, Ikrit Academy occasionally organizes some activities to satisfy the wishes of the people.
Although sometimes they go too far, like last time they sent the dean of the Alchemy Academy straight to jail.
"By the way, Ranchi, which side do you think will win?"
Frey asked with rare curiosity.
"I'm not sure..."
Lanqi held his chin and thought about it, then finally shook his head.
"Then I'll buy it once you're sure."
“…”
Hyperion on the side was speechless.
The motives of these two guys are both clear and confusing.
She no longer cared about the conversation between the two people beside her. She looked up and saw the most conspicuous arena in the Knight Academy coming into view.
Seen from a distance, the entire magnificent building is mainly made of red bricks and white stones. The most eye-catching are the uniquely designed window panes, which vary in size but are full of classical charm. The colored crystals inlaid in the window panes, even on cloudy days, the colorful colors are scattered inside like a dream, adding a bit of warmth to the cold stone walls of the arena.
The three of them walked along the wide corridor behind the gate. Due to the preparations for activities and maintenance work in the next two days, the corridor would be temporarily closed to students, so there were fewer people inside.
Soon, as the light and shadow in the corridor gradually brightened at the end, three members of the Student Union walked out of an iron door covered with vines, and a gust of wind blew up the corners of their clothes.
When they could see clearly again, a huge battle square appeared in front of them. The center of the platform was paved with white marble that could cut like a blade. All around it were circles of auditoriums that could accommodate thousands of people.
However.
What attracted their attention was not the scene in the venue, but a burst of unbridled laughter. Looking around, they saw a group of burly young men standing on the arena in the distance. They all had slight scars on their faces, but they were obviously not a problem.
"How come you guys have become weaker? You can't even hold on for a few minutes this time?"
"The fighting spirit of Ikerit Academy is so weak."
"Do you have any skills? You are a bunch of useless rubbish. You might as well call your boss out to fight with us!"
Instead, all the fighters from Ikerit Academy were knocked to the ground, their bodies covered with scars and bloody noses, and they seemed to have no strength to even stand up.
"You guys...are no match for Big Sister Tserwini..."
The burly deputy leader of the Fighter's Soul Team had blood dripping from his lower lip and tried to stand up with a trembling voice, but was soon stepped heavily on the back and could no longer move, coughing up blood.
"Then let her come. We will definitely let her enjoy it."
The man who was in charge of the Alolan Royal Academy leaned over and said with a sneer.
Immediately, the fighters behind him all burst into laughter.
"What's going on?"
Lanqi walked onto the arena first and asked in confusion.
The defeated fighters on the ground seemed to avoid sight in shame, their lips and teeth trembling and unable to speak, or perhaps they had completely lost the last bit of their strength and spirit.
"These guys couldn't stand our words and agreed to compete with us first. The result is as you can see."
The leader of the other party, a tall man with a few scars on the corners of his eyes, clicked his tongue and said to Lanqi.
There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!
"so."
Lanqi nodded. He remembered that this person was Kusai, a sixth-rank fighter from the academic visiting team of the Royal Academy of Alolan. He was very powerful and also a noble of the Kingdom of Alolan.
"Then the friendly match has obviously been decided. Please come back the day after tomorrow to participate in the official match."
Lanqi spoke in a businesslike manner to the fighters led by Kusai in front of him.
"They haven't surrendered yet. I advise you not to intervene. Otherwise, if we accidentally hurt you, it won't be our responsibility."
Kusai sneered and twisted his wrist.
Originally, if these Ikerit fighters were to be ravaged a little more, perhaps Tseringvini would take the initiative to fight in the competition the day after tomorrow.
After all, Tserwini was one of the original members of the Fighter's Soul team and could play according to the rules, or they deliberately allowed her to have the opportunity to fight.
The kid in front of him wanted to disrupt the situation, so he didn't mind taking him down too.
"Kuse, he's Lanqi."
The fighter behind him whispered a reminder.
The noble young man with black hair and emerald green eyes, and a student union nameplate, was obviously the only one left.
After hearing this, Kusai was slightly stunned and squinted his left eye to look at Lanqi.
"Lanqi? Are you the guy who lost to Adams first, then lost to Kallen, and was praised to the sky?"
Kusai, who was nearly two meters tall, smiled disdainfully and said to Lanqi with a disdainful look.
Among the three guys from the student union, the one with gray hair is very strong. Although he is only level five, Kusai can't explain why there is such wildness in him.
The tall, silver-haired girl was average, neither strong nor weak, and she could be knocked down in just a few moves.
And this guy with black hair and green eyes... is ridiculously weak.
"It seems that the Saint of Destruction is just so-so. If you can kill her, I now think I can kill her too... If you meddle in other people's business today, do you want to try to lose to me again?"
Kusai said coldly, not taking Lanqi seriously at all, and even seemed interested in giving Lanqi a try with a punch at any time.
Today is the third update, and there are two more chapters to come~ (End of this chapter)