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Chapter 117 The Second Competition

"He broke free, my God, how is this possible!"

Daisy saw the scene on the field, she covered her mouth, her eyes widened, her face full of disbelief.

Sylvia was also shocked. She looked at Ni Ran on the field, even though she had tried her best to conceal the shock in her heart, she still clearly showed unnaturalness on her face.

"Daisy, do these two people know each other?"

Daisy shook her head, denying Sylvia's statement.

"It shouldn't be like this. This illusionist used his ultimate move as soon as he came on the stage. Everything he did was aimed at killing people. Even the curse he issued was the most vicious death curse. You said they knew each other before, but I don't believe it." of."

"Then what happened to them just now? That hug, and the illusionist's sudden abstention, doesn't that make any sense?"

"Your Highness, according to my guess, this magician not only broke through the shackles of the illusion, but also controlled the illusionist's thinking in turn!"

"Can you still do this? Control the illusionist's thinking, what terrifying spiritual power does this magician possess!"

"I didn't expect this magician to have such a powerful strength. Her Royal Highness, people with such strength are not in the same realm as us!"

"Daisy, tell me honestly, what level has this magician reached?" Sylvia asked solemnly.

"If all my guesses are correct, he is at least at the level of the God of Law." Daisy thought for a while, and then came to such a conclusion.

"Dharma God? Or at least the Dharma God? Is it that exaggerated? The Dharma God is already the highest level of human magician?"

Sylvia looked at Ni Ran in the audience again, and now she had a little more awe on the basis of doubts and worries. No matter where a person of this level is, everyone looks up to him. Regarding her previous rudeness, Sylvia felt a little remorseful. If this magician angered the entire Allenby Kingdom because of her attitude, it would definitely be a disaster for the already precarious country.

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"From this point of view, the final winner of the knight trials is this magician."

"Yes, a person with this level of strength must be able to win the final victory." Daisy also agreed with what Sylvia said.

"I originally thought there was some kind of conspiracy, but now it seems that I was wrong. The power struggle in a small border country can't catch the eyes of a law god."

Sylvia sighed, feeling ridiculous for her previous guesses and doubts. She originally thought that the person was overconfident when she saved her, but now she realized that it was she who was overconfident.

The change in judgment of Ni Ran's strength also led to a change in Sylvia's entire state of mind. When she thought that Ni Ran's strength was not as good as hers, or that the difference was not too big, she was always cautious and suspicious, but now she found Ni Ran's strength When it was far beyond her imagination, Sylvia couldn't help letting go of her guard.

This is a realistic consideration of the situation and a weakness for the disparity in strength between the two sides.

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"Sister Witch, what's wrong with you? Why didn't you kill that guy? You could have killed him just now! Why did you give up at the last moment?"

As soon as Val came back, Michelle pouted and questioned dissatisfiedly.

"Xue'er, I can't kill that person, and I can't kill him, hehe, even if I can kill him, I still can't bear it."

Weier sat next to Michelle with a smile, her eyes were fixed on Ni Ran, the expression on her face was both excited and longing.

"Sister Witch, what's wrong with you?"

Michelle tilted her head, she really didn't understand why Val became like this.

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"Sister Witch, is this Sichun? Could it be that he couldn't do anything because he saw that the man in armor was so handsome?"

"Xiao Hei, don't talk nonsense, sister witch must have her own reasons."

"Xiaobai, what reason can there be? You can still make this kind of mistake at such a critical time. Sister Witch didn't put her mind on the business at all."

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"Xiao Hei, don't say any more, sister witch will be angry."

Michelle quickly hid the two dolls in her hands behind her.

Val could sense Michelle's dissatisfaction with her, so she smiled and explained to her.

"Xue'er, haven't you seen it yet? The man in the golden armor is the supreme King of the Undead!"

"Dead... His Majesty the Undead King? Is it true or not?"

Michelle threw the two puppets aside, then jumped off her seat, and was about to go down to find Ni Ran.

"Xue'er, come back! His Majesty the Undead King has his plans now, we can't disturb him now."

"But...but..."

Michelle looked at Ni Ran's back, both eyes were shining eagerly.

"Well, His Majesty the Undead King is here, and he will come to us later."

"Great, I can see His Majesty the Undead King again."

Michelle sat down obediently, but her heart was full of claws, and she even couldn't wait.

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"Please come to the next contestant."

Ni Ran has already won, and there is no way to stay on the field.

"Well, although the process is not perfect, but the most important result, I can successfully win this game and obtain the title of knight, this is the most important."

Ni Ran walked down the field sadly, and was confronted by a contestant from the next competition.

"Final finals, wait, I will make you look good." When passing by Ni Ran, the contestant said such words lightly.

"Hehe, you're quite confident. Do you really think that everyone can have such a strong strength like Weier?"

Ni Ran shook his head, noncommittal, this contestant was obviously demonstrating against him, but Ni Ran really didn't care about this inexplicable provocation.

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"The second game has officially started!"

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"Hehe, boy, when I get rid of the person in front of me, I will expose your true identity to everyone!"

Moving the helmet on his head, Pamir showed a very excited smile on his face hidden under the helmet.

"Expose an undead skeleton and get applause from all the people. His Majesty the King and even His Majesty the Pope will reward me with many treasures. My name will be passed down in the entire human society!"

Pamir held the giant sword in both hands, and rushed fiercely to the opponent in front.

"I'm only one step away from my dream scenario, as long as I defeat this person, I can get what I want!"

Pamir's opponent was a middle-aged man with beards. He was wearing tattered cloth clothes and looked sluggish. It was difficult for people to think how strong he was in combat.

"boom!"

The giant sword fell to the ground.

The middle-aged man dodged sideways lightly, dodging Pamir's attack lightly.

"how is this possible?"

The sword that Pamir thought was bound to hit just missed. He didn't even see how this man escaped. Everything happened in the blink of an eye. This middle-aged man's strength was obviously much stronger than he imagined.

"Bastard, who the hell are you?"

Pamir stared at the person in front of him with red eyes, he really didn't expect that he would encounter such a variable before exposing the undead skeleton.

"Lost lamb, if you repent now...well, it seems too late."

The middle-aged man shook his head.

"Sir, you have caused too many injustices in the past, and it is very difficult for the gods to forgive you."

A warm smile appeared on the middle-aged man's face. He put his hand into his pocket, and when he touched the cross in his pocket, he felt very at ease.

(End of this chapter)