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Chapter 101 At this moment?Are you kidding me? (4k)

An uncontrollable commotion broke out in the auditorium in front of Luo Gesi, especially the students in the seats close to the competition venue began to crowd, retreat and shout, trying to escape from the non-existent threat.

The atmosphere of panic continues to spread, and there is no order at all.

It's not like the students have never seen serious injuries, but Rivers' performance was too terrifying.

At this moment, they all couldn't help but recall how Caspar went crazy.

They are not afraid of being defeated or injured, but they are afraid of being selected by Logos and then going through torture and becoming an indescribable lunatic.

"Well, please listen to my explanation. What happened to classmate Riels was caused by his own extreme temperament, and I didn't ask him to hurt himself.

"Don't be afraid, everyone, we can make you understand through the next duel that this is really not my fault."

Rogers frowned and explained helplessly.

If this situation continued, it would be bad if all the students avoided the battle. After all, neither the credits nor the blessings were something he wanted to let go casually.

"I'm not afraid! I'm really not afraid! Don't choose me!"

"This is all Rivers' fault! How could it have anything to do with you?!"

"I have been supporting your distribution plan! I did not participate in the containment of you that day!"

Upon hearing Rogers's duel invitation, the students at the end of the retreating team all had panic and fear in their eyes. Their movements became more urgent and chaotic, and they continued to echo Rogers' words and make some slight noises. A cry for mercy.

"Hey, be careful, don't step on your classmates." Luo Gesi shook his head and sighed, and then asked aloud, then turned around and returned to the center of the competition venue with a look of disappointment.

Rivers had already been carried off the field. As the referee, Aldrey had a very complicated expression. This was his first time officiating a first-grade game. He had often heard of Rogers' name before, both for his talent and his notoriety.

But because he was always surrounded by mentors and professors, most of them heard about how outstanding Luo Gesi's talent was and how motivated the students under the allocation plan were.

It was only now that he understood more deeply why his reputation was as bad as his talent.

After that, he randomly selected a student to play according to the rules. The student was dilly-dallying for a long time until he used a magic spell to force him onto the field. The other student immediately gave up and took out his college badge and pointed at him. Then Luo Gesi handed over 670 five credits and kept bowing and apologizing, saying that the rest would be returned as soon as possible.

The remaining three students also reacted in the same way, and only one of them paid a thousand credits.

"You...you can go back to the table." Aldre stroked his forehead and said to Luo Gesi.

He felt that although this scene was ridiculous, the strength that Luo Gesi had just shown could indeed easily enter the top fifty, so there was not much need to worry about it.

Luo Gesi stroked his chest and saluted, then walked through the corridor to the auditorium. During this period, he walked to the seating area of ​​​​the Hilmi Court. When passing by Derrick, he told him how many credits the three students who had just appeared owed him.

He also asked Delic to help with statistics and inquiries as to how many other students were going to compete with him. If he just gave up, he would collect the credits. The arrears would be calculated at one-tenth interest per month, and the interest could be regarded as Derek's hard work.

After he finished doing this and sat back in his seat, the surrounding area was much empty, with only Elena and Lufia still waiting for him.

"I told you to restrain yourself..." Alina said with disgust.

"I didn't go too far. He wanted to make his body look like that." Luo Gesi also seemed quite depressed. The gods of the Bottomless Pit looked away after seeing the continuous admission of defeat. .

"So what exactly did Logos do?" Lufia puffed her cheeks. Ever since Logos forced Rivers into the corner, Alina had been covering her eyes.

Alina calmly and carefully recounted the circumstances and scenes of Rivers' self-mutilation. Lufia fell into silence as she listened, and finally said thank you softly.

Logos didn't have much interest in the future duel. He used his monocle to replay various knowledge and began to study and review. Elina and Lufia did not raise their hands to play, but just did their best. The audience will occasionally discuss a few words with each other.

Time passed slowly, and when night fell, everyone returned to their dormitories.

Rogers did not light the fireplace in the wooden house anymore, but just squeezed on the sofa with Alina and Lufia, holding the "New Notes on Gulandona" written by Alanna and studying it carefully.

clang clang-

There was a knock on the door, and he stood up in confusion and went to open the door. He saw the third prince Richard standing alone outside the door.

"Your Majesty the Prince? Why did you come to see me?" Luo Gesi didn't think about inviting him into the room, but just asked doubtfully.

"Can we have a normal spell duel in the future ranking matches? I can pay credits for it." Richard suggested aloud with an extremely standard and kind smile on his face.

"But didn't you say that if you lose, all the credits for this semester will go to me? And why do you think that it would be abnormal to fight against my curse? Do you also have any prejudice against me?" Luo Gesi looked aggrieved and did not understand this inexplicable suggestion.

Richard was hesitant to speak. He didn't understand why Logos thought he would definitely lose. Also, which of Logos' previous two duels was normal? !

Caspar's tortured personality has been greatly distorted, and Rivers has awakened some unspeakable preferences as if he had been tortured.

He is a prince and has the noble bloodline to rule the empire, so he must not show such gaffes in front of his classmates!
"Logos Braid, I tend to be a feudal noble. There may be many possibilities for cooperation between me and your family in the future. There is no need to make our relationship so rigid."

The smile on Richard's face became softer and kinder, and his eyes revealed a sincerity and frankness, without any sense of pandering or hypocrisy, as if he really thought so.

"At this moment? Are you joking?" Rogers stared at the other party, feeling that these words were too ridiculous.

"Logos, as a noble, you should know the gap of bloodline. It brings more than just glory. No matter how talented you are, at the initial stage, do you really think you can definitely beat me?" Richard The smile on his face gradually faded, and there was a trace of evil in his eyes.

"If there is nothing else, I won't see you off." Rogers had no interest in talking trash to each other, so he closed the door and went back to the house.

Although for nobles, there are no eternal enemies, only eternal interests, but that is what his father needs to care about.

Besides, he also knew the character of the third prince very well. If he really trusted him, he would only end up being stabbed suddenly.In the next two days, Rogers did not go to the arena. Instead, he compiled most of the knowledge about the gear structure into a book and waited for a suitable time to publish it.

It wasn't until the third day, when the ranking match officially started, that he went back to watch the match.

"Do you think Alina will win?" Lufia asked curiously, sitting next to Rogers, chewing pastries and snacks.

"It's hard to guess." Various cheering sounds came from Luo Gesi's ears. He looked at Alina and Alice who were preparing on the field and shook his head.

"You eat, I'm going to cheer for Alina!" Lufia stuffed the paper bag filled with pastries to Rogers, stood up and pumped her fist to cheer for her friend.

"Don't make yourself too tired, maybe it will be your turn soon." Rogers wrapped a snack with magic power and stuffed it into his mouth, reminding him vaguely.

The fine sand laid in the competition field is blown up by the wind and hovers freely and gracefully against the ground.

The sun casts colorful light and shadow, illuminating the flying sand grains, making them shine with tiny golden light, like thousands of tiny elves dancing.

The two people on the field didn't say much before the game, they just stared at each other silently, and when Aldre gave the order, they all started taking action.

A lightsaber quickly formed in Alice's hand, and the blade emitted a dazzling light. Her figure was as fast as lightning, and she rushed in front of Alina in an instant and chopped off the opponent's head.

As the blade fell, the air was filled with harsh roars and rumbling sounds, demonstrating the power it carried.

boom--

Such power did not achieve the expected effect, but only caused a stronger collision sound.

"This is...Rogoth's curse."

Alice looked intently at the magic ribbon that was blocking the lightsaber's chop. The energy flowing out of the sword was continuously absorbed and circulated, which in turn increased its power.

"Didn't Luo Gesi teach you this? That's right. Even the many materials he gave you were written by me for him." Alina narrowed her eyes because of the dazzling seven-color brilliance, her snow-white hair It was blown and danced by the wind and waves generated by the impact.

Her voice was very soft, with a hint of smile and generosity in it: "If you want to learn, I can also teach you."

"Your appearance is just the product of a noble marriage, and you just got into the gap of my hesitation! Why can you be so arrogant?!"

Alice gritted her teeth, clenched the hilt of the sword with both hands, and the sword spurted out more light, swinging it continuously to hit places where the ribbon had not touched.

Her body movements are flexible and coordinated, and every swing of her sword is full of power and accuracy. The light leaves countless afterimages in the sky, like a blooming flower.

However, every slash would eventually land on the ribbon, leaving not even a scratch wherever the sword edge passed.

But even so, Alina was still slowly retreated by the blows. Although each chop did not break through the defense, it would make her chest feel as if she had been hit by a heavy hammer. The greater the retreat, the greater the blow. The feeling becomes heavier.

When the power that seemed to have accumulated for a long time fell, the ribbon was instantly broken, and she was pushed far away with rapid force.

While the dust was flying, she stood on her tiptoes as if dancing, completing a coherent and smooth rotation effortlessly.

When she stopped her light and rhythmic steps and her fingertips gathered a little light, the magic around her suddenly disappeared. The sudden end of the spell made her caress her chest, trying to calm down the backlash and internal injuries. The dull pain.

However, her mind seemed to be entangled with thorn-like magic power immediately, causing her control of her body to pause significantly.

"monster……"

Alina tried her best to lean back, and the gleaming sword tip scraped across her neck, leaving a tiny red mark.

"It's the Saint!" Alice's figure stood out from the sand. Her eyes were firm and she refuted Alina's evaluation of her. She turned her sword again and swung it towards her neck.

The surrounding elemental flow also became extremely violent, making it impossible for Alina to cast a decent spell normally.

Instead, Alice can often mobilize elements to condense into an exploding spark, or release a cluster of exploding ice spikes.

"You once told me that you wanted to take back the Shadow Demon in the name of Alice, but why do you always emphasize your identity as a saint?"

Alina continued to stir up the magic power, while assisting her continuous evasive movements, while interfering with the incoming magic spell.

Even if the situation is so urgent, her movements are still agile and smooth, without a trace of fatigue or confusion, and she can even make a joke.

"That was in front of Logos, but if he needs it, I can also be a saint!" The lightsaber in Alice's hand suddenly turned into a scythe. She rotated the handle and made it suddenly hook toward Ellie. Na's back.

However, this blow, which was a sure hit in intuition, was nimbly dodged by Alina with a sideways movement, and the gap was just as small as before.

"But you, a saint, don't seem to be very strong. Can you really help Logos?" Seeing Alice stop continuing to attack, Alina raised her eyebrows slightly and outlined the corners of her mouth. An arc of contempt.

A ball of extremely cold flames swayed and rose from her palm, and the color was as white as her hair.

"Has the time limit of the Ranma Special Code expired? It's really... weaker than I thought~" Alina's eyes were cold, revealing a hint of contempt, and her tone was unconcealed provocation.

"Stronger intuition, and... luck? Or maybe there is undetectable bad luck in me. Only in this way can I explain everything that just happened..."

Alice's eyes were focused and calm, and she was not shaken by Alina's words. She just took a deep breath and commented slowly and softly.

As she moved lightly, the air flow quickly surrounded her body, and the surrounding air seemed to vibrate with resonance.

"You are worthy of being a saint." Elena's expression gradually became cautious. She suddenly clenched the spark in her hand and declared resolutely: "Unfortunately, in the destiny that I control, you have no hope of victory. "

(End of this chapter)