After bumping into the villain boss [Western Fantasy]

The artificial sun made by alchemy makes the entire venue as bright as day even in the dark early winter.

Although there were some deceptions in the preconditions, there was no problem when the senior sister introduced the basic mode of this competition.

This is a very standard 4 vs 4 arena knockout match.

Once a game is lost, no matter whether there is any unspeakable hidden or predicted elimination, there is no chance of struggling.

Perhaps because there was no hope for the first-year freshmen, they were arranged in the first batch early, and they were brought to the ring by the half-elf Winslet at the beginning of the competition.

Linton took the time to look at the so-called three arenas, and a flash of surprise flashed in his heart.

This is the so-called "ring" that subverts the traditional imagination - it is not a square earth platform grid with fences or protective covers, but a natural ecological site surrounded by a circle of plants.

On the left is the water arena with the river as the base and only a few large stones for people to stand on.

The stage on the right is made of floating steps made of alchemy, and it seems that the sky ring does not allow landing.

And what they are heading for should be the most gentle forest ring with all kinds of forests.

Iverson tidied his somewhat long hair with a slender ribbon as he walked, hesitated for a moment, and put it gently on his shoulders instead of tying it up.

Linton looked through his reserves, but he couldn't find the hairband that was refined last time and had the property of never falling off.

"What are you refining?" Iverson heard him talking to himself unconsciously while flipping through things, and his face couldn't help being a little subtle.

God of light, in Iverson's memory, the goals of all alchemists are auxiliary weapons or offensive weapons.The attributes mentioned by Linton are more like waste products produced by an alchemist's mistakes...

Is the type of roommate different from what he imagined?

Iverson suddenly hesitated.

He originally wanted to ask Linton if he had prepared any alchemy weapons, but now, he suddenly had the illusion that asking this question was pushing a researcher for the sake of the world into the field of war.

Just as he paused, Ann Lane, who was originally at the end of the line, suddenly took two steps forward and stood side by side with Linton.

Linton, who didn't notice Iverson's complaints, looked at Ann Ryan in confusion.

"If I'm at the end, it's easy for the opponent to tell that I'm the weakest of the four of us." Anlan explained softly, "It's fine if the difference in combat between me and you isn't too great , but I'm really too weak and can easily become a burden, so..."

Linton suddenly realized.

"Shouldn't the opponent see who is weaker between the two of us first?"

He quickly added to Ann Ryan's concerns on his own: "Indeed, and the looks of the two of us are also deceptive. Even if they confirmed that you are weaker this time, as long as we wear the same clothes when we come to the competition next time Clothes, take off the distinctive decorations, the other side may not be able to recognize us."

When he said this, even Linton, who was a bit rich and had seen many good things, subconsciously glanced at Ann Lane's staff full of money.

Obviously, this gleaming staff belongs to the ranks of "distinctive decorations".

Ann Lane smiled and listened to Linton's words, nodded understandingly, tapped his fingers on the staff a few times, and the very conspicuous staff turned into a delicate short staff, which he buckled casually at the fingertips.

Linton couldn't help but look at the wand with the extreme reduction technique twice, and the researcher scratched his heart crazily.

"that's it."

He replied with a smile, and was about to continue to say something when his voice was interrupted.

"I heard that a group of stupid first-year freshmen who can't be any more stupid have signed up this year?"

The group of 4 people whose names were clearly named stopped quickly, and 4 pairs of eyes, together with Winslet's beautiful light green eyes, landed on the opposite side of the ring.Because of the distance, Linton could only see the fiery red hairstyle on the speaker's head.

It made him feel strangely familiar.

"You can't mock the juniors like this!" Winslet spoke to the opposite side of the ring with a stretched voice.

"Additional Article 17 of the competition rules prohibits the use of excessive mockery before the official start of the competition, otherwise it will be..."

"I didn't mock my opponent." The red-haired man curled his lips impatiently, and his voice became more and more arrogant.

"Unless someone checks in on himself, takes what I said on his own head, and admits his stupidity and stupidity..."

"You!" Winslet was blocked by such a sentence, and immediately became very angry. She gritted her teeth and pointed to the opposite side of the ring, and then looked worriedly at the four freshmen she was leading.

"Are you all right?"

"It's okay, senior sister, don't worry." Qian Dian stretched out his hand and pressed the knuckles on the other hand, his face was full of impatience and fighting desire.

He couldn't wait to defeat those guys on the opposite side.The feeling of blood-boiling desire to defeat the opponent had been experienced a lot before he entered school.

After all, he is not like the other three roommates. Maybe he may not have experienced noble education, but he must have received a much better education than the two of them.

After experiencing those intrigues for the sake of opportunities, in some respects he also seems to be inclined to express his views with practical actions.

Linton quickly nodded and said that he was the same as Qian Dian: "Don't worry, senior sister, we are much better than those brazen fellows, as we imagined."

"puff."

The other person seemed to have heard some funny joke, and the laughter belonging to several participating members continued incessantly.

"What did you hear? Some people say that we are brazen? This is really true. Don't you think you are thin-skinned?"

"Probably the pride unique to first-year freshmen, I don't know, when they realize that they have been defeated..."

"The first grade should have the self-consciousness of the first grade, like our class back then, the first grade..."

The chattering laughter on the other side of the ring became more insane, Linton frowned subconsciously, looked at his other three teammates, and found that no one cared about the other side...

Anlan, who noticed Linton's gaze, touched the boy's head, looking like a pair of twins comforting each other.

"Don't worry about those guys, there's an old saying that's pretty good."

"A dog that can bite doesn't bark, and a dog that can bark doesn't bite. Those guys are just talking a little bit arrogantly. You can actually tell how weak they are just by fighting them."

Linton: ...

He laughed out loud.

"Who is the group of guys opposite you talking about? Who is the dog?!"

5 minutes later, 35 people in dormitory a4 and 4 senior seniors from the fourth grade stood face to face, and the competition was about to begin.

Allen had already hidden his conspicuous and heavy staff, and the four of them were downgraded to habitual freaks.

Hmm... or that special, very conspicuous combination of freaks that twins run on stage together.

After glancing at Ann Ryan and himself, Linton subconsciously made this inference.

After all, according to the common sense of this world, one of the twins must inherit a powerful talent, while the other can only become a vassal.This has to do with the intensity of energy received in the womb.

Therefore, after seeing two identical guys, who are almost twins, come up, there was a burst of boos at the scene.

There is actually a team that allows two twins to join together, what's going on?Do you want one of them to be a mascot?

Through the hazy smoke, Linton saw the expression of the person on the opposite side, which became more and more exaggerated.

So he couldn't help touching his back molars vigorously, and began to seriously think about how to express this matter.

I always feel that if I say it directly, I will be beaten...