Do not confiscate my citizenship

Chapter 224 Lan Qi’s Killing Troop

"is it necessary?"

Cusse lowered his gaze slightly, looking at the documents that Lanci handed over.

According to the rules of this official competition, there are indeed some exemption clauses and risk statements, but when the student council president Monaster negotiated with them, it was a fair oral agreement made by Dean Sventos.

At present, this document only lists the content of the rules in detail. Once signed, it will have formal legal effects.

The content of the terms is very simple and clear, there are no traps, it is simple, it is a matter of life and death.

It's just that with the protection of the extremely high-standard ancient field enchantment in the arena of the Knight Academy, human lives will not be lost.

"To standardize the competition, the contestants should set an example."

Lan Qi said with a serious tone and fairness.

"Very well, just what I want."

The corner of Cuse's mouth twitched slightly, and he took the file with a vicious smile.

Although the appearance of the group of people on the opposite side has become a bit weird now, the gap in strength is too obvious, and it is not enough to rely on bluffs and psychological tactics.

With this status of life and death, he will be able to act without any scruples later, and let this group of desperate guys understand what cruelty is.

After browsing through the content, Qusay and other fighters signed the agreement.

Then Kusai glanced at the five people behind Lan Qi one by one, as if he couldn't wait to ravage them.

"Then please keep the distance between the two sides, and after the coach leaves the field, the barrier can be opened and the game can officially start."

The referee put away the "Knight Academy Arena Team Fighting Competition Disclaimer-Risk Awareness Letter" that had collected the names of ten fighters, and then informed them.

"Ha ha."

Cuse sneered and looked back at Lan Qi, and wiped his thumb across his neck, his gesture seemed to tell Lan Qi that you will be next.

Lan Qi ignored him, took the coach's folder board with one hand, and walked off the fighting platform.

He never wastes his tongue.

Raindrops fell from the dark clouds and were blown by the cold wind to the barrier of the arena.

With all the contestants in place, the conversation of the audience gradually became lively, looking forward to the upcoming game. Some held hot drinks in their hands, trying to dispel the cold in their bodies, and some held on to their relatives and friends tightly, sharing each other’s happiness. warmth.

"Right now, the odds of the fighters from the Royal Academy of Aloran against the fighters from the Icarite Academy are almost 1 to 6.5."

"The match that was terminated in the middle of the previous match was said to be due to the huge disparity in strength between the two sides. After all, there is Kusai's sixth-level player, and the strongest player on Ikerite's side is only fifth-level."

"Let's see if Coach Lankey can bring about any changes."

Although the aura of Icarite Academy when they entered the arena just now seemed a bit too weird.

But if you think about it carefully, this may also be a style. As the weaker side on paper, it is more interesting to make the game more suspenseful.

As the hands on the clock turned towards the sky, the sound of the ancient bell tower of the Icarite Academy began to ring in this winter afternoon. The deep and rhythmic clang reverberated, mixed with the irresistible cheers of the audience in the arena .

The last bell rang through the arena, and the game will begin, and the victory and defeat, glory and loss will be decided in the next moment.

In the center of the battle square, ten contestants faced each other from a distance, and the atmosphere was extremely solemn. As long as one side made a slight move, it would trigger a stormy conflict.

In this dim arena with howling winds, the confrontation between the two sides has become the only focus, and everyone is waiting for the decisive moment to start the battle.

"Game start!!"

After the third blow, the referee waved and shouted, and the applause reached its climax.The tactics of both sides have adopted a direct attack!
Ten figures all tentatively approached the front.

It was originally expected that the Icarite Academy, who might have opened the distance first and used tactics to defend and counterattack, turned out to be more like a hungry and thirsty beast coming out of the cage.

At the same time, they began to use the only magic props that could be used in this competition, that is, the magic cards bound to them.

"Wait, isn't this competition a competition between pure fighters?"

There was a burst of surprise from the auditorium.

Generally speaking, fighters who are not good at spells will bring strengthening and immune spell cards in limited card slots in order to maximize their natural strength attributes, fighting skills and flexibility.

However, these guys from Icerite Academy have already put on heavy black armor with equipment cards, and even hold blood-stained giant axes, sickles, and serrated broadswords in their hands. They have terrifying auras and cunning smiles. Like a group of bloodthirsty butchers.

At this moment, the fighters who originally planned to confront Aloran Royal Academy stopped in a little astonishment.

Just looking at the eyes of these guys in the distance made the other unarmed fighters feel chills.

Heavy-armored warriors can resist and fight, but their disadvantage is that they are bulky. Lightly-armored warriors are flexible, have high bursts, and have a brittle body.

This terrain looks like a wilderness, but after being framed by a barrier, it is actually a beast cage. If the heavily armored warriors are more shameless and cast spells such as ground water chestnuts, they can even block the flexibility of the fighters.

According to the rules, there is no prohibition on carrying weapons and equipment cards, but since everyone is a fighter, it should be natural to use weapons such as gloves and gauntlets.

But these are not the point.

What's important is that the eyes of those guys in Ikerite almost protrude from their eye sockets, bloodshot, as if they haven't closed them for several nights, and their pupils are abnormally dilated, appearing bloodshot and hot.

The muscles in his face seemed to be twitching from prolonged tension, his lips were trembling, his breathing was rapid, and every breath he took was accompanied by a weird vibrato.

Wearing heavy armor and approaching, their heads kept shaking, as if they were suppressing the pain and madness in their hearts.

The other party's attire and mental state made everyone in the Kingdom of Aloran finally feel the danger from instinct.

Others don't act like it.

They don't look like acting!

"Hehehehe, I'm starting to kill pigs..."

The laughter of the members of the Soul of Fighters is like the heaviest bass range on the piano, even with a little metallic tone.

The only thing that could quench their hunger and thirst was the blood and bone marrow of the pigs in front of them.

Loren's eyes widened in the high-altitude stands, and he stood up from the table.

Are these five people really students of Icerita College?

Saying that they are Resurrectionists, Loren would have doubts twice.

Resurrectionists are generally not like this!

And on the battle square.

"kill!!!"

"war!!!"

The fighters leaned forward, as if they were being pulled by the knives in their hands, and the astonishingly fast charge was extremely fierce!

(End of this chapter)