Shape Moon Simulation: Start strategy for the Greek goddess!

"Arrogant! There's no point in magicians not having good bloodlines! Say that delusional you can't do anything! "

Kemia was momentarily shocked by Moran.

When he came back to his senses, a sense of shame could not help but emerge in his heart, which made him angry at the first time.

Before the war began, he was shocked by the momentum of the other side.

Obviously, his side is superior.

After taking a look around the training ground, Kenneth briefly stated the rules of the competition to everyone.

This competition is of the nature of academic discussion.

Regular magic tricks and dresses are not permitted.

Only Flesh-enhanced buffs can be used to assist combat.

Both parties need to adhere to the point-to-point guidelines.

Brutal fights are not allowed in the Ermeiro classroom, and Kenneth will supervise the entire battle as a referee.

"That's the rules of this battle. I'm sure even the most stupid idiot can't understand it-"

Keniston paused and walked outside the training ground.

He looked at the two sides who were standing and raised their hands high.

The moment the arm falls.

It is to blow the horn for the start of the battle.

"Competition, start!"

Almost at the moment Kenneth shouted.

The magic engraving of the Kemia body surface overflows with mana current.

His legs exploded and he ejected.

"I'm going to let you delusional idiots understand! He is just a third-rate magician——! "

Kemia grinned mockingly.

Through the blessing of magic, he was as fast as thunder.

It only took a few seconds to rush to Moran and Webb, and their clenched fists were condensing a huge amount of magic.

Everyone realizes that Kemia has taken the lead.

Webb didn't even react.

Many people think that Kemia is too fast to capture his movements at Moran's level.

"Moran-san....!"

Camus held the camera tightly in both hands.

The beautiful little face was full of nervousness and worry.

My heart kept praying for Webb and Moran to win, hoping to see his handsome appearance after victory.

"Let's start with your nasty face!"

Kemia laughed arrogantly.

Previously, he was shocked by Moran's handsome face, so he attacked it with a vengeance.

The sandbag-sized fist hit his face.

Bang——!!

The fist collided with the flesh and erupted into a dull roar.

The heat wave that was enough to shake the heart spread out to the outside of the field.

Even Camus did not dare to look directly.

She couldn't help but close her eyes for a moment.

Although more than anyone else wants to believe Webb and Moran, there is still somewhere in my heart that they are difficult to beat reality.

I don't want to see them as I want them to be.

He was beaten to the point of blood by an iron fist called reality.

Boom——!!

The smoke and dust swept up by the strong wind filled the field, and a black shadow flew out and smashed fiercely on the marble column.

The suffocating atmosphere gradually began to spread.

Everyone outside the venue widened their eyes in disbelief, as if they had seen something subversive of reality.

Silence, so quiet that it feels terrifying.

The training ground reached a dead silence where needles fell audibly.

"- how, possible."

The first thing to break the silence was a stunned and trembling voice.

It was full of shock and disbelief.

The smoke and dust that lingered in the training ground gradually dissipated, exposing the situation to everyone.

"It was the one who was sent flying..... Kemia ——!? "

Lishar was so surprised that his face was pale.

She was also a member of Ermeiro's classroom, and she was also a member of the group who believed that Moran Weber had no chance of winning.

As a result, everyone was surprised.

"Oh, the hand slipped, Kemia, you just said you wanted me to see something?"

Moran wiped his hands nonchalantly.

His right fist was stained with bright red blood.

Webb was completely confused.

He looked around and didn't know what was happening.

"Huh?"

Kenneth's eyes lit up and he stroked his chin.

He had just seen every moment of the battle in his eyes.

If you want to sum up what you see in one word—it's Jiaojian.

Moran couldn't change direction when he saw through the opponent's spike.

Here, Moran chose not to avoid, but to fight back head-on.

With a limit of a few tenths of a second, he turned his head and flashed his fist, and then hit Kemia in the abdomen.

Magic works, power ends.

Cooperate with reaction forces and fine operation.

Complete this powerful output at a speed of thousandths of a second.

It's just a matter of flowing water.

It wasn't until Kemia was blasted out by the bursting magic punch that Kenneth realized he had forgotten to breathe.

"This efficient magic operation and rich combat experience can be achieved by few people even in the Clock Tower... Perfect! "

Kenneth couldn't help but praise.

However, this level of perfection also made him think about it.

Moran instantly seemed to be not an ordinary student in the classroom, but a battle-hardened warrior.

Like the surrogate of the church in the church.

Hone your whole body into weapons for combat.

"Hmm..... Kemia loses consciousness and is unable to fight. Let's get a few people and move him to the medical room for treatment. "

Kenneth came to the bottom of the stone pillar.

He saw Kemia's whole person embedded in the stone pillar.

You must know that this stone pillar has been blessed by the magician, and it can withstand the impact of the truck without moving, but it was still hit by Kemia and almost completely broken.

You can imagine how strong Moran's strength is.

If it weren't for the magicians, they would rely on magic to enhance their physical bodies when fighting, and with the physique of ordinary people, I am afraid that they would not explode on the spot.

"Uh..... You guy! What exactly was done!? "

Amres shouted back in trepidation.

He couldn't believe that Kemia had been killed with one punch just like that.

The other party is a model student of the same level as him!

He is a new-age magician recognized by Mr. Kenneth!

How can it be! How could it be like this!?

In reality, such outrageous errors cannot occur!

"Did what? Well? Didn't you see clearly? "

Moran crossed his waist with one hand and pretended to be confused.

Wandering around is as easy as walking on the side of the street, as if I have just done something trivial.

"Moran, you sent Kemia flying?"

"Or else? As I said, the water will come to cover the soldiers, Webb, you wait to receive the award with me. "

"Accept the prize.... Hahaha....."

Moran also chatted with Webb casually.

As if they weren't going through some challenge.

Completely ignored the opponent Amres.

"Goo! No way!

How could Kemia be given a third-rate like you! Kenneth Sensei! There must be something wrong! "

Amres, of course, could not admit it.

He couldn't say that he hadn't seen anything clearly.

Even the battle process cannot be captured and analyzed.

I am afraid that I will not completely lose his face when I say it, and this humiliation is absolutely impossible for him to bear.

.....

PS: As explained in the comments, the heart is too tired, the modern chapter is only a dozen chapters, and the slowest will soon be finished tomorrow, hey.

Regarding the protagonist being idle and raising the bar to Kenneth, this is a question that touches on the principle of the protagonist.

What the protagonist is not opposed to is the theory of jus sanguinis.

What he objected to was the conclusion that nature completely determines everything.

The protagonist's ability to simulate with a simulator is true, but it is the result of twenty-six years of hard work and sweat the day after tomorrow, and various legends and achievements.

He himself has strong action ability and vision, and there is no problem in directly participating in the Holy Grail War, that is, his personality before the simulation is relatively pendulum.

Kenneth's definition of innate is too absolute, so the protagonist thinks he is too dead and refutes. Combined with the fact that the protagonist has just returned from the simulation, he has twenty-six years of heroic memories of rebelling against innate fate, it is strange that he does not refute Kenneth.

Think about it, if I always do reading comprehension.

It will definitely be chased and scolded, which is certainly not what you want to see, and the number of words explained now allows me to add another chapter.

I'm still thinking about it while rushing to the manuscript.

Recently, I basically went to bed at two or three o'clock in the morning.

Tired, really tired.

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