Not long after Ron left the field, a female priest arrived.
Pastor Pelle is one of the believers of the Goddess of Healing. Pastors of the Goddess of Healing have appeared in many competitions to heal the students and allow the contestants to focus on the competition.
A holy priest casts a divine spell, and the light of that spell signifies the presence of a deity.
Ron had long accepted the nature of the magical world, but his understanding of priests was still quite limited.
Darren is fine, and Ron is heading home after finishing his game today.
Seeing Princess Shirley's relaxed expression, it was clear she had won.
The rest of the squad reported their results to Ron, who was in charge.
A complete victory today.
Princess Shirley smiled happily on the spot, a gesture that went beyond a simple smile, a display of both talent and good fortune.
Everyone was in good spirits. Ron said, "Keep it up! Go back and analyze your performance during the game to prepare for the next match."
"Yes, Captain."
Ron, the person in charge, does have the title of captain.
Ron was the first to return to his residence. He was also summarizing, but his summary differed from that of the other students.
How can I better conceal my weaknesses and still achieve victory...?
Hmm, this is really a headache!
On the other side, the trainees were all thinking that at that moment, they should have gone all out, gone all out...
The contrast was quite stark, and the team members, with differing opinions, spent another night together.
Ron woke up from his nap.
Without reaching the level of a master, meditation cannot completely replace sleep, as evidenced by the fact that the lifespan of formal elemental practitioners has not increased much.
In short, after meditation, you should still take a nap in the middle of the night.
Upon waking, Ron was helped to his feet by the increasingly professional maid, Vivian.
What a decadent aristocratic life!
The maid is fifteen years old. In the customs of the Oran Continent, fifteen is considered adulthood, and a magical girl has been formed.
No one could have imagined that Vivian was far stronger than Princess Sherry, and that Vivian had put much more effort into her cultivation than Sherry.
no.
It takes at least three years!
A psychologically mature person forcefully suppresses any possible thoughts.
"Young Master, are you troubled by something? Are you worried about today's match?"
"How could that be? I'm worried... Yes, I'm worried about your cultivation! Young Master will find a way to deal with the Time Magic Book."
The maid helped Ron get up, but muttered to herself, "Don't worry about Vivian's cultivation."
“…Vivian, what did you say? I heard you.” After a pause, Ron said.
Vivian said, "Young master, don't worry, Vivian will succeed in her cultivation."
"It's your hard work that worries me!"
"..."
Ron was thinking about things when, after breakfast, they arrived at the competition venue.
The morning match started a bit early, and as the mainland college exchange competition progressed, the focus of the matches shifted.
Just like Ron, ever since the nameless Ron defeated the students of the Baron Empire, the arena where Ron is located has become a minor favorite.
"That's Ron who defeated Darren!"
"Since we're both from small kingdoms, I'd like to see just how strong Ron really is."
"Ron looks really good... and he's quite strong too..."
"..."
Being the center of attention made Ron feel uneasy.
Until someone came into the arena.
A hasty bow, and the competition begins!
rush.
"Wind Dance Blade" is not the name of a combat technique. It refers to a combat genius who is proficient in both water and wind elements. When he wields his sword, it is as if the wind is dancing around his blade.
Without sufficient strength, one cannot even withstand a few sword strikes.
Belloc students from the Kingdom of El have won!
He started with a partial full-force attack, then bowed and left. Even his teacher thought that Ron was indeed worthy of his noble birth, going all out without getting hurt. Was that a sign of respect for his opponent?
That's part of the reason, but Ron just didn't want to spend any more time.
In the afternoon match, they won easily once again.
We haven't encountered any seeded champion students yet, so it's considered fairly normal luck.
With five wins out of five, Ron qualified for the next round.
According to the competition rules, a player with four wins and one loss will definitely enter the middle arena; three wins or even two wins will determine the outcome, depending on the specific score.
Based on this, it appears that only slightly more than one-fifth of the respondents won.
There are currently more than two hundred qualified applicants.
These two hundred-plus students come from all over mainland China and can all be considered geniuses among geniuses.
In the central arena, all spectators can see even stronger matches without having to run around like before.
There were ten arenas in one venue, and twenty people competed together.
The numbers have been assigned. This time, we'll fight four more matches, reducing the number of participants to fifty.
Upon entering the central training ground, Ron encountered a formidable opponent in his match.
Another student from Baron Imperial Academy, quite a coincidence with this champion seed academy.
Until both sides arrived.
Cheers erupted both inside and outside the stadium.
Because, of the ten arenas, two are particularly interesting to watch; this is one, and the other is a bit further away.
The training ground, spanning ten thousand square meters, was large enough for the students to use magic to their heart's content, although the arenas were quite far apart.
On one side, the forest elves faced off against the gray-skinned drow elves.
Historically, drow elves were originally ordinary forest elves, but due to a change in the elven pantheon and the departure of the goddess of life, the drow elves transformed into dark elves. Another name for forest elves is light elves, which is reflected in their snow-white skin.
There are also elemental spirits, grass spirits, and the legendary dimensional fairy race.
The dimensional fairy race is described in ancient texts as an egg-born race whose gender is difficult to determine. And this egg is different... The author of Dimensional Traveler still can't figure it out.
The dimensions are vast, and there may be other different spirits... From the royal library of Gil.
Ron watched the two elves confront each other in the distance, and his mind was stirred.
But he was facing a male spearman.
According to information from the Tulip Merchant Guild, Philo is the first in line to the throne of the Imperial Duke, and the future Duke is yet to be determined.
With a silver spear, at such a young age, he was rumored to have led a legion to wipe out a beast tide.
Unfortunately, the Balen Empire in this other world is still a holy land for swordsmen. We don't know how strong the spearman Philo is. This elemental class might not have an easy time in the Balen Empire.
In the Rich Empire, where dragon knights are emperors, things are different. Dragon knights have a publicly known secondary profession: dragon spear mage.
The flying knight thrusts his spear downwards from the sky...
The legends of the past have faded, but the art of spear fighting has flourished again in the Baron Empire, and the Richie royal family ultimately relies on animal tamers as their primary profession.
The young man with the silver spear has the air of a general!
Ron smiled and drew the magic longsword from his side.
Holding a sword, one performs the rituals of a knight or nobleman.
Both sides, charge.
Swords and spears clashed, and in addition, nine other arenas reopened for competition.
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