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Chapter 113 Gossamer Ollie!

Soon, the group arrived at the spacious playground used for knight training.

When the students got the news, they gathered together in a roar and stood in the stands. As far as they could see, they were all heads.

They looked at Macul and Ollie standing in the central clearing, holding lead-cored wooden swords in their hands.

Makur will definitely lose.

This is what everyone thinks.

Although Ollie is indeed quite disgusting, he is indeed very strong. Otherwise, how could he become the minister of the Silver Oak Wizard Organization.

And having dwarf blood also allows Ollie to jump up and break people's knees.

Quite strong.

Look at Markul again.

Although Makur performed well in swordsmanship classes, that was only compared to his peers.

Ollie is not only extremely talented, but he is also older and more experienced than Makur.

This time, it was Markul who took the beating for Anlos.

The school doctor stood in front, carrying a first aid kit, nervous.

Next to him, there was Anlos, sitting in a wheelchair with a calmer expression than anyone present.

One can't help but wonder if Anlos still thinks that Macul can win, so he behaves so calmly.

The referee is Instructor Byron, which is also a layer of protection. Although the duel uses wooden swords, Ollie's strength is amazing and the possibility of danger cannot be ruled out.

Of course, it is also because where there is excitement, Instructor Byron will be there.

"Anlos, stand back, don't accidentally hurt you." Instructor Byron warned, "And you two, don't get too excited and cause trouble."

"Huh, they got me first!" Ollie said angrily, like a troubled little kid.

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Macul remained silent, just staring at Ollie, and there was a layer of sweat in the palm of his hand holding the hilt of the sword.

He didn't think he could win.

But it would be too unrealistic for Anlos to fight.

Anlos once saved his mother and younger brother, which was equivalent to saving their family's fate.

Now, it's time for him to repay the favor.

With Instructor Byron's order, the duel began.

"Quick victory!"

Ollie shouted and arched his body.

The next second, there was only a "bang" sound, and the whole person was like a cannonball, crossing a distance of more than ten meters in an instant, and rushed to Markul!
!!!

Macul's eyes suddenly shrank, his mind went blank for a moment, and he didn't know what to do.

At the moment when Ollie's wooden sword was whistling and about to hit Markul's head, a voice suddenly came from the sidelines:

"Squat down!"

It's Anlos!

Hearing the familiar voice, Macul subconsciously followed the instructions.

He bent his knees and slashed his scalp with the wooden sword!

"call!"

The sound of breaking through the air was dull and clear, and Marco suddenly broke into a cold sweat on his back.

What a force!
At this time, Anlos’ command came over again:

"Roll right!"

So, Makur took advantage of the inertia of his body's descent and rolled to the right, just in time to avoid Ollie's subsequent blow!
"boom!"

The wooden sword hit the ground, and the end of the sword cracked.

Macul quickly stood up from the ground, panting, clutching the wooden sword tightly, and stared at Ollie in shock.

"Tsk."

Neither attack succeeded. Ollie pointed angrily at Anros outside the court and said angrily:

"Why are there still off-field aids? This is a foul!"

Anlos said innocently: "I'm just cheering for Markul. If it's a foul, it's unfair for you, Prince Olly, to bully the small ones, right?"

The students were shocked at first by Anros's outspokenness, and felt deeply that he was indeed a rising star in the empire who could give Louis a tough blow.

Then, they all cast their condemning gazes on Oli.

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Ollie was blocked and speechless. He looked at referee Byron with a "is there any problem?" look, and couldn't help but grit his teeth in anger and frustration.

"Let's see how long you can continue to command!" Ollie said angrily.

Just now, it was just for Macul to recover from his daze, and it was just a simple dodge.

Next, he will show off some real skills.

He didn't believe that Anlos could still play a role.

"Aha!"

Ollie shouted loudly and raised his sword to strike at Macul again, carrying the strong wind of hunting!
Macul raised his sword in panic. At this moment, the sound like the sound of nature sounded again!

"Take a step to the right!"

Macul immediately carried out the order, and the moment he stepped down to the right, the wooden sword just brushed his face and turned his ear.

It's just a hair's breadth away from hitting the target.

"Left diagonal chop!"

"call--!"

Markul's wooden sword slashed diagonally to the left, hitting the back of Ollie's sword-holding hand!
Ollie's face twisted, and the attack came like a gust of wind!

however.

"Left side!"

"When Ollie raises his right arm, that's when he's about to hit hard from above! Dodge to the left!"

"Stepping forward with your left foot is a precursor to a thrust!"

"Now, hit it straight!"

Under Anros's command one after another, Macul's fighting became smoother and smoother, as if he had divine help.

He was surprised to find that what Anlos said hit the point!
You can judge the direction and strength of the next blow just by looking at your starting hand position!
It’s almost like the ability to predict!
"damn it"

Ollie was panting and sweating, staring at Anros with anger and shock.

I thought that it would be easy to deal with a junior student. He could win with a few moves and win quickly.

But did not expect!

With Anlos here, he couldn't hit anyone!
Every blow, every blow was just a little bit close, and it hit!

If Oli hadn't known that he and Anros had only known each other for less than a month, he would have thought that Anros and he had fought countless battles in person!
Are you too familiar with every move he makes? !
In the past, Ollie had pinned others down and beat them up, but he had never had a fight as frustrating as this!

Facing Anlos' ice-blue eyes, Ollie shuddered suddenly, and a chill climbed up his spine.

No carving knife was used, no disembowelment was used, but it was as if his whole body had been dismantled and clearly presented before his eyes. I don't know if it was Ollie's illusion, but he seemed to see indifference and compassion in those eyes that were always soft and gentle.

It's like looking at a little bug who doesn't know what he's capable of.

".Well!"

Ollie gritted his teeth, and anger erupted in his heart like a volcano, overwhelming his reason!

He roared angrily, raised his wooden sword desperately, and struck Macul hard.

this time.

Macul's eyes lit up.

Needless to say, Anlos discovered this obvious flaw!

"Hit him straight in the stomach!"

"Yes!"

Macul responded loudly, and the wooden sword stabbed out like a cluster of arrows, hitting Ollie's open abdomen hard!
"Ahhh!"

Ollie's eyes suddenly popped out, as if a bolt of lightning struck his abdomen, and he screamed!

Despite the severe pain, he still persisted in delivering this heavy blow!

You must, you must hit me! ! !
Ollie only had this thought in his mind and grinned proudly.

Finished!

Macul was shocked.

This blow carried huge power. If it hit him straight up, half of his body would be destroyed!
However, he can no longer escape!
In his peripheral vision, Markul caught a glimpse of Instructor Byron rushing towards Ollie anxiously.

At this moment, Ollie's wooden sword suddenly burst into flames!
Immediately afterwards, as if being swallowed by flames, the wooden sword was burned to death in an instant!

"call!"

What struck Macul was only a few charred ash.

"Ahhhhh!!!"

Ollie screamed again, but this time, his voice was much more miserable.

In front of everyone, the flames followed the wooden sword and wrapped all the way to him, turning him into a "fire man"!
Instructor Byron was stunned, then suddenly came to his senses, turned to the stands and shouted: "Water! Who can use water magic!!!"

A senior student stood up quickly and poured out the water glass in his hand, his eyes twinkling.

"Crash-"

I saw water continuously spurting out of the cup and pouring on Ollie.

Surprisingly, the water that was poured at the beginning evaporated instantly!
White steam comes out!

This is no ordinary flame!

They immediately thought of something and turned to look at Anros.

Sure enough, Anlos was seen sitting in a wheelchair, his face pale, his eyes widened with concentration, shining brightly as he looked down at Ollie rolling on the ground.

On the right arm, the cuff was singed, revealing a glowing red rose.

As a large amount of water was poured down, the flames gradually decreased until the charred human body was exposed.

Ollie, I can't get back up!
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There was silence in the stands.

No one knows whether the water extinguished the fire or whether the flame controlled by Anlos disappeared.

"Uh Ollie, are you dead? If you are dead, just say something."

Instructor Byron scratched his head and poked the burned-to-charred Ollie with his wooden sword. When he saw white smoke rising from the end of the sword, he couldn't help but click his tongue twice. He was glad that he didn't touch it rashly.

"cough"

A hoarse voice suddenly sounded from "Charcoal".

In the burnt black, a flash of bright red opened.

Perhaps because of the color contrast, you can clearly see the mouth full of blood.

"How dare you burn me? I won't let you go."

"Anlos Tian!"

The school doctors pushed away the obstructive Instructor Byron and carefully moved the seriously injured Ollie onto the stretcher little by little.

Until he left, Ollie stared at Anros with resentful eyes.

In the dead silence, Instructor Byron cleared his throat and called back everyone's attention.

Then, he pulled up the confused Markul and announced excitedly:

"The winner of this duel is—Makul!"

"And, his conductor, Anlos Tian!!!"

After a few seconds of silence, the stands suddenly burst into cheers!

Everyone stood up in shock and excitement, applauding Anlos and Makur.

This result was beyond everyone's expectations.

First-year student Makur actually defeated the genius Ollie!

Their eyes focused on the white-haired figure sitting in a wheelchair, knowing that a large part of this victory was due to Anlos' command.

Those miraculous instructions like a prophet are the key to Macul turning the situation around and winning in one fell swoop!

"amazing!"

"How did Anlos do it?!"

"It doesn't matter if he is in a wheelchair, he will still completely destroy the third prince!"

"Coach, I want to learn too!"

The students poured down from the stands and surrounded Anlos and Macul.

Those adoring eyes almost overwhelmed Anlos!
There were even a few young men among them with extremely hot gazes in their eyes.

Anlos: I declined.

"Okay, okay, you go around Macul, Anlos needs to rest!"

Amidst the howls of ghosts, Instructor Byron dragged Anlos' wheelchair and finally squeezed out of the encirclement. He couldn't help wiping his sweat.

Looking around to see if there was no one around, Instructor Byron bent down, approached Anlos, and asked quietly:

"How did you predict Ollie's attack, Anlos?"

"Just tell me quietly, don't tell others, hehe~"

Instructor Byron stared at Anros with burning eyes, thirsty for knowledge, and had the aura that he would not let him go until he told him.

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Anlos closed his eyes and passed out.

No matter how "angrily" instructor Ren Byron called him, he didn't respond.

Instructor Byron: "."

He shook his head and smiled helplessly:
"Anlos, you are such an annoying and adorable little devil!"

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