Through the counterattack of cannon fodder

A round of tomorrow is in the sky, and the scorching sun is shining on every corner of the continent, but the atmosphere in the Glory Pavilion at this time is a hundred times hotter than this kind of sunlight.

All eyes were focused on the two figures facing each other on the huge oval stage.

After ten days of the Sensolan Competition, it is finally coming to an end, and this one is the last competition of the Combat Department, and the winner is the champion of this competition.

This is the real battle of glory.

The signal for the start of the match had already sounded, but the two people on the field were like a thousand-year-old tree entrenched on the ground, motionless.

They didn't move, but the people sitting in the rows in front of the stands could feel the coercion coming from the arena, which was weak but still shockingly domineering.

You know, the distance from the stands to the center of the arena is almost 30 meters, and these two are just students, and they can already exert such pressure to such an extent, what kind of strength is this!

The atmosphere on the field fell into a strange silence because of the silent confrontation between the two. It was like a confined space filled with flammable gas. It only needs a little spark to ignite and detonate immediately.

While everyone was watching their movements with bated breath, the two people in the center finally moved, and they both chose the same way, quickly stepped forward, and attacked head-on!

This is the fighting style that everyone in the Saiyan Continent likes to see the most. With all the courage and strength, go forward!

I saw the wind blowing under the two people's feet, and they came to the front in the blink of an eye, one of them took the lead, slapping his palm forward like lightning.

The person opposite him was unbiased, his azure eyes showed no emotion at all.I saw him take a step forward, and the coercion swept away like a tide in an instant. At the same time, he raised his left hand, and with the sound of breaking through the air between his gestures, he suddenly attacked the chest of the previous person.

The man paused, then dexterously dodged a step back, then made a sharp spin, and smashed his right leg towards his opponent with the momentum of thunder.

"boom--!"

A violent sound exploded in everyone's ears, and suddenly bursts of dust rose up on the field. People on the stage lamented that the fight was really hard enough. The next moment, the excitement in their hearts became even more surging.

Let the attack come more violently!

-

The outer pavilion of the Glory Pavilion, the VIP stand.

At this moment, a man sitting on the chair said with a smile on his face: "This is the one from the Lachesis family, isn't he? To have such skill at this age, the little guy is really getting better and better!"

The young man standing next to him did not answer.

"I haven't seen you for so long..." The man turned his head, and the sunlight outlined his gentle outline: "I didn't say a word, why, didn't I even call my father?"

The man was not particularly masculine or handsome, but with a smile on his face, every eyebrow and eye made people look extremely comfortable.He looked at the young man standing next to him, and called out his name: "Green."

North Ferrer.

This person is the current head of the Feral family and Green's biological father.

All those who knew Green must have the impression of him with an extremely bright smile on his face, but at this moment, there was no smile on Green's face, and his indifferent look was quite different from usual.

Green paused when he heard the man's words, then pursed his lips, and called out, "Father."

North didn't mind Green's formulaic tone at all, and the smile on his face was still gentle and refined: "What have you been doing recently?"

Green raised his head, looked at North and said seriously: "Father, you know I can't tell you."

North's tone was a little helpless: "I haven't seen you for so long, can't I care about you?" Green didn't answer him, North sighed and said, "Forget it, let's watch the game."

At this time, the two players in the middle of the match attacked each other a few times, and each time the dangerous scene after the brink of failure caused everyone's hearts to fluctuate, and they wished they could go on the field in person!

As for Ling Wei, who was sitting on one side of the stands, seeing such a scene, she also felt that it was more nervous than going to the competition by herself.

Come on, Cesare!

I believe you will win!

Perhaps because of Ling Wei's encouragement, César's movements on the field became more aggressive, and his opponent's expression froze, and he also stabilized his movements.

At this moment, César tapped his feet and approached the man at an incredible speed, and the fist of his right hand rushed towards the man's chest with the force of splitting mountains and rocks.

The man frowned slightly, and immediately stepped back to distance himself from César, but César disappeared from his eyes in the blink of an eye!

bad, dangerous!

Smelling the dangerous smell from the air made the man tense up, he paused for a moment, and quickly prepared to turn around.

Unexpectedly, he just had this plan, at this moment a hand stretched out and clasped his wrist tightly, and then the world spun, only heard a "bang--", the man had already been thrown to the ground .

The man recovered from the shocking dizziness, and his first reaction was to get up, but it was a pity that César didn't give him another chance.

The man froze halfway when he got up, and a dagger with a cold light was pressed against his neck.

Victory is decided.

"You won." The man stretched out his hand and pushed the dagger away, saying this.

César retracted the dagger with his backhand, and stretched out a hand, "You are also very powerful."

This person is from Lanze College, named Yixiu, and like César, he is also in the fifth year of the Combat Department.

It is estimated that no one would have thought that the finals of the combat department of the Sensolan Competition were actually held by two fifth-grade students, but the fighting qualities they showed made other students who were knocked down in the previous competition Senior students, convinced.

Yixiu looked at César's hand, didn't refuse, pulled it to stand up, and said with a smile: "It's a pity that I still can't win you, but if we meet again next time, I must be the one who wins. "

César finally showed his first smile today, but shook his head lightly: "That's not necessarily true."

Yixiu didn't say anything, just greeted "Let's go first" and walked off the stage, leaving César standing alone on the stage, accepting the cheers and applause from everyone on the stage.

At this time, the voice of the referee sounded on the broadcast of the arena, and finally gave the final evaluation for this game——

"The winner is Xenia Academy, Cesare Lafite!"

Next came the award ceremony. The top ten winners in the competition will have corresponding awards, which will be presented by the principal of Xenia College in person.

The material rewards of the combat department competitions are not very meaningful, most of them are symbolic, and the really important rewards are the admission letters from the military departments of the countries where the contestants are located.

With this admission letter, it means that you have already entered the gate of the military department with one foot. You only need to work harder and pass some tests arranged by the military department to officially become a soldier!

This is the ultimate goal pursued by almost every orc in the Saiyan Continent. Even Yixiu, who won No.2, could not hide his excitement when he received the admission letter with blue and gold patterns from Owen.

However, when Ling Wei saw Cesare accepting the invitation letter with a smile on his face, he couldn't help laughing when he thought of Cesare's helpless expression when he received the new order a few days ago.

That instruction basically meant——since you have no choice but to participate in the competition, then don’t hide it, just use the trick to win No.1, and you will stand more stably in Xenia in the future.

Of course, this is the official statement.

That night, Li An called and gave this order a more simple explanation: "Your father is very busy recently. If you win No.1, he won't be in a hurry to meet you."

According to the tradition of previous Sensolan competitions, No.1 in the combat department has the opportunity to be received by military leaders.

This was originally a kind of supreme honor, but when put on César's side, it suddenly became so... funny!

When Ling Wei heard what Li An said, she almost burst into laughter, and she was also deeply curious about the father-in-law who had never seen him before but had already surprised him twice.

However, even if César won No.1, he has no way to enter the military headquarters at this time, because they have arranged a follow-up for this matter——

"By the way, student Lafite..." When Owen handed the admission letter to César, he suddenly said: "Since you are still a fifth-grade student, the military department hopes that you will report after a year. Of course, this An admission letter will never be invalidated!"

The final winners of the Sensolan Competition have always been sixth grade students, who will graduate from school in half a year, and the competition has never been such that two fifth grade students won the first place and No.2 Condition.

At this time, the nine people around looked at César with sympathy, and even Yixiu who was next to him was secretly rejoicing: Fortunately, Xerath didn't have such a rule, otherwise he would have to wait another year.

As the principal, Owen naturally knew something about César's situation, but at this time he also looked at him with a sympathetic expression, and comforted him: "It's okay, it's only a year! Don't waste this year!"

César: "..."

Thus, the final battle passed amid the enthusiastic cheers of the audience and the deep sympathy for César from the award presenters.

-

Ling Wei stood up, looked at César who walked up to him, and asked with a smile, "How does it feel to be No.1?"

César saw that Ling Wei also had a snickering expression on his face, so he couldn't help crying and said, "Don't you know?"

Ling Wei nodded seriously, "I don't know!"

César replied helplessly: "I don't feel it at all." Maybe I still had some feelings at first. The opponents I met in the middle games were quite strong. In the end, Yixiu's strength was even better. As a result, when there is trouble, I feel nothing.

"Hahahaha..." Ling Wei laughed out loud, and after a while, she stopped laughing, coughed lightly, and still couldn't hide the smile in her tone: "It's No.1 anyway, let's have a good celebration, later Let’s go around the center of the main city and sell something!”

César naturally responded, "En."