Magus Tech (Technological Wizard)

Preliminary day passed quickly.

During this day, Richard, Nancy, and Raymond fought many battles.

Needless to say, Li Cha and Nancy's strength naturally entered the so-called quarterfinals. As for Raymond, although the exercise in the night consumes a lot of energy, his swordsmanship is not too bad. Gritting his teeth and working hard, he finally entered the quarterfinals, but his ranking was slightly lower than that of Li Cha and Nancy.

In the blink of an eye, the next morning, the quarterfinals were on the scene.

The arena in Kailuo City, under the sun, thousands of spectators shouted and it was very lively. However, in the specially isolated VIP seats, there were very few people seated, especially the king seat in the middle-his master did not appear at all.

Richard, Nancy, and Raymond, who were standing at an entrance and exit of the arena, glanced at the seat, and already understood that the probability of King Khufu's appearance in the morning was not very high, and Macbeth would not be able to make a move.

Sure enough, Macbeth appeared at the entrance and exit where the three of them were after a while, and whispered to the three of them: "Khufu didn't come, so you all performed well in the morning and guaranteed to enter the semi-finals in the afternoon."

"Uh, yes." The three of Li Cha nodded.

"The game has begun," said Macbeth.

The three of Li Cha immediately looked towards the field and saw that the eighth-ranked swordsman and the seventh-ranked swordsman had already met in the open space in the field.

For the three of Li Cha, the other two were obviously unfamiliar existences. At this time, the three of them looked at the audience with the eyes of the audience. I saw that after the host dropped the white handkerchief, the two guarded each other for a while. The seventh-ranked swordsman shot first, and then quickly fought.

Those who can enter the quarterfinals are naturally not too weak. Both of them use long swords, which reflect dazzling rays of light under the sunlight. The mountain shouted like a tsunami.

"Kill him!"

"Kill him!"

"Left! Watch out for the left!"

"Idiot! He's on your right!"

"He's going to shoot again..."

"..."

The two kept fighting under the various voices of the audience, and the final result was a little surprising - the seventh swordsman who shot first and ranked higher lost, and the one who was at a disadvantage and ranked lower most of the time in the battle lost. The eighth swordsman was victorious - but within acceptable limits.

After all, a high ranking may not mean everything. Maybe the opponent hides his strength and deliberately ranks low to pretend to be a pig and eat a tiger. You must know that although this youth-level swordsmanship conference is not as good as the adult-level swordsmanship conference, the top three of the conference still have generous rewards. In addition to their reputation, there are also many gold coins. means.

In the end, the seventh-ranked swordsman covered the sword wound on his arm and stayed more than ten meters away from the center of the open space to prevent him from being chased by his opponents. Then he raised his hand and waved, expressing his choice of "surrender" to the host.

The host of the quarter-finals was no longer the one from the preliminary round the day before, and he seemed to have a higher status.

The other party was wearing a black aristocratic costume, with a two-way moustache, and her hair was shiny and shiny. Standing on the high platform, he glanced at the seventh-place swordsman, waved the short white cane in his hand, and simply announced the result: "In this game, Uras from Tok City won! Congratulations!"

As soon as the host's voice came out, Uras, the eighth swordsman in the field, immediately stopped his attacking stance, and the seventh swordsman who was defeated also breathed a sigh of relief, and then walked towards the entrance and exit. Behind him, the audience booed for a long time, and praised his opponent.

At the entrance and exit where Richard and his party were, Macbeth raised his eyebrows, looked at Raymond and said, "Okay,

Now it's your turn. You have also seen what failure can be. Although this plan is a success as long as one of you can make it to the finals, I still hope that each of you will try your best to win.

This is not for any reward - don't even think about the reward - then I will kill all the kings of others, do you still want to wait for someone to carry the box to give you gold coins?

This is mainly for your own consideration. After all, the feeling of being looked down upon and despised is not at all uncomfortable. Oh, of course, if your ability is limited, don't force it. "

"Yes, Lord Macbeth, I remember it." Raymond nodded seriously. Yesterday, because of his physical exhaustion, he was very clear in his heart that he did not perform well and was not very optimistic about Macbeth. But after a night's rest, Raymond felt that he had returned to the peak of his strength today, and he could completely win.

Taking a deep breath, he confidently said to Macbeth, "Lord Macbeth, I will definitely win."

"Well then, let's go," said Macbeth.

"Yeah." Raymond nodded and walked out of the entrance with his long sword in hand. In the opposite direction—another entrance and exit, his opponent was walking towards him dragging a heavy two-handed broadsword.

The two walked to the middle of the field, and the host in black aristocratic costume spoke up and began to introduce the situation of the two in general. For example, as the sixth-ranked swordsman with a broad sword, Tuotie, where did he come from, how famous he was, what great things he did, and how many famous opponents he defeated. As for Raymond, there is a similar introduction, but most of it is fake - made up by Macbeth.

After some introductions, the host successfully aroused the interest of the audience, and then announced in a deep voice: "The next game is about to officially start. Let me see whether it is Norwick City's Totie, or Pombert City's Raymond. sharp?!"

When the words fell, the host raised his hand from the high platform and threw a handkerchief in his hand to the ground.

The handkerchief fell, and Raymond and his opponent, Totie, on the field immediately moved.

Raymond stabbed out with a sword, but he was quite sure in his heart. In his opinion, his sword is light in weight and fast, and can definitely hit the opponent first. Then you can force the opponent to follow his rhythm and let him win.

But after Raymond stabbed with a sword, he was a little flustered when he saw that his opponent, Tuotie, did not dodge, but slashed at him with a heavy broadsword. Going forward according to the current situation, when he pierces the opponent's stomach, his head will also be cut off by the opponent - this is not cost-effective - piercing the stomach may not necessarily die, but being cut off will definitely die.

Raymond panicked and hesitant to move, the long sword was not fully pierced, and the broad sword was already in front of him.

"what!"

Raymond screamed in panic, and hurriedly dodged. In the end, he dodged this attack with some embarrassment. The next moment, his opponent took the initiative and launched continuous attacks.

As Raymond kept dodging, he thought in a panic: "Damn opponent, it turned out to be a hidden strength. In yesterday's preliminary match, the opponent was obviously not so difficult to deal with. But today, he was directly suppressed. This is No, it's not going to go on like this. He's going to win, he's got to win."

Raymond thought, after dodging for a long time, he gritted his teeth and grabbed a flaw exposed by the opponent, and stabbed his sword fiercely. But as soon as the sword was pierced, Raymond felt a chill in his heart, because he saw his opponent facing him with a cold smile, with a bit of mockery in his eyes.

This!

Raymond's pupils contracted.

Damn it! This is not a flaw, it is a trap! ...