girl knight zero

Chapter 104 It's really rare, people at the head level will come to watch the game
As soon as he reached the stairs, he saw Paul running over in a hurry.

"Zero is already asleep, don't go up." Felton stopped and said.

"Is she all right?" Paul asked worriedly.

Felton glanced at Paul, then suddenly grabbed him by the collar and lifted him up: "You know that attacking the back is the most dangerous action, why do you still strike so hard?"

With his feet off the ground, Paul grabbed Felton's wrist with difficulty and said, "I just want to win..."

"Is winning that important? More important than the lives of your classmates?"

"For me, yes..."

Felton stared into Paul's eyes for a moment, then let go.

"You have to be thankful that you are not my subordinate, otherwise you will definitely not get out alive."

After speaking, Felton left without looking back.

Paul touched his neck, turned his head and glanced upstairs, hesitated and left.

The next day, at Cang Ling's strong request, Leon took her to the arena to watch the final.

A total of 16 contestants who entered the final will be divided into 4 groups to determine the candidates for the championship and runner-up competition.

These 16 players have passed all the way and killed them all. They are not weak, and they are all figures at the level of soldier kings.

After watching the two scenes carefully, Cang Ling couldn't help but sighed deeply.

"I thought that if I hadn't met Paul, I would definitely have reached the final. But after watching today's game, I realized that I overestimated myself. All these players are better than me. To be honest, I have no chance of winning against them." On the way back, Cang Ling said dejectedly.

"Don't be depressed, you just joined the Knights. I also participated in the finals for three consecutive years." Lyon comforted.

Just then, there was a commotion from behind.

"Wow! It's Louis, here comes Louis!"

"Did he come to see the championship and runner-up match in the afternoon?"

"This year's competition has attracted all the heads of the Royal Knights."

A group of blue shield knights discussed excitedly.

Cang Ling hurriedly turned his head to follow their line of sight, and saw a brown-haired knight in red walking down from the carriage with one of his men.

Soon, Felton ran out of the arena, joined him and talked.

"They must be here to recruit newcomers. I heard that the Royal Knights are short of manpower, and they are currently recruiting people everywhere." A knight said.

"Well, I wish they'd come to me," said a young knight hopefully.

"Don't dream, the Royal Knights are extremely difficult to enter."

"I heard that they never recruit civilians."

"Maybe the requirements will be lowered this year?"

"I said you are not planning to apply for their regiment?"

"I have this idea. The Royal Knights are cool and paid well, and they are also very safe." The knight laughed.

"I want to go too. There have been more and more night demons in recent years, and the life of the Blue Shield Knights is not easy. They are not as comfortable as the Royal Knights." Another knight agreed.

"The Royal Knights are not nursing homes! If you want to live a comfortable life, you might as well quit the Knights!" At this moment, Louis strode over, pushed them away and passed through.

Seeing that Louis heard their conversation, the knights couldn't help but turn green and pale.

When Cang Ling and Leon saw them coming, they hurriedly stood at attention and saluted. Louis didn't even look at them, and walked over after returning the salute.

Felton, who was following behind, glanced at her when he passed Cangling, but didn't speak.

It wasn't until their figures disappeared around the corner that Cang Ling turned around and asked, "Is that the head of the Royal Knights?"

"Yes, he is Henry Louis, the son of Earl Louis." Lyon replied.

"He looks so small! Has he become the leader at such a young age?" Cang Ling said in surprise.

"Haha, he is not young. He is the same age as the queen, both 37 years old." Leon laughed.

"What? 37 years old?!" Cang Ling's eyes almost fell out of their sockets, "No way?"

"He has a baby face, and everyone who saw him for the first time thought he was only a teenager."

"I can't believe it...it looks about my age, but I'm already 37..." Cang Ling was speechless.

"Let's go, let's go to lunch." Leon said, looking at the time.

Cang Ling nodded, looked back and followed Leon to the headquarters.

In the afternoon championship and runner-up finals, the arena was full of spectators, and everyone was eagerly looking forward to seeing who would win this year's champion.

"Mr. Downton, please come on!"

"I love you, Mr. Downton!"

"Mr. Downton, take a look this way!"

The female fans in the auditorium screamed one after another, the number doubled from yesterday.

"Paul is really popular..." Cang Ling said with black lines all over his face.

"Louis really came to watch the final." Leon looked at the opposite box and said, "It's really rare. People at the head level will come to watch the game."

Cang Ling hurriedly looked up, and sure enough, he saw Louis in the VIP box, and Felton was there, standing beside him with arms folded.

At this moment, a familiar shadow flashed in the next box.

Cang Ling turned his head to look, and his eyes widened immediately. The person who came was a Hurricane Knight with wolf gray hair!
"Arson Wolf!" Cang Ling recognized it at a glance.

Leon quickly turned his head and said in surprise: "Really, it is indeed Wolfe. The person in front of him is Chico, the sergeant major of their regiment."

"They came to the game too?"

"People from the Hurricane Knights rarely come to watch the game. This time, two people came at once, which is really rare."

"They don't come here to pull people, do they?" Cang Ling asked hastily.

"It's very possible. The Hurricane Knights have suffered a lot of downsizing in the past two years, but the number of applicants has always been very small." Lyon replied.

"I'm so envious of the knights on the field." Cang Ling showed an envious expression on his face.

"You can also apply for the exam next year, and then you can have direct contact with them face to face." Leon laughed.

"I don't know if they watched yesterday's game. If they see me lose so embarrassingly, they will definitely leave a bad impression?" Cang Ling thought uneasily.

Soon, the game started.

The atmosphere on the field immediately became heated.

"Huh? Paul's opponent looks familiar!" Cang Ling leaned out and looked carefully for a while and said, "I remembered, it's Lanbo! It's Lanbo from the same period as us! He once defeated Dewey in the class competition that!"

"Is it your classmate?" Leon asked.

"Well, but it's not from the same class. I didn't expect him to participate in the competition!" Cang Ling said in surprise.

"Everyone is in position - countdown three, two, one, start!" The referee rang the gong.

As soon as the gong sounded, Lan Bo rushed over first.

"Wow, his attack power is so strong!" Cang Ling said, "And his tricks are so strange."

"He didn't use the moves taught by Conton, but a fighting technique from the East." Leon observed after a while and said, "This fighting technique is very good at punching, and the punches are accurate and hard."

"Yes, at that time Dewey was punched so hard that he couldn't get up." Cang Ling recalled.

"Paul has met his opponent this time." Leon laughed.

(End of this chapter)