Life in a different world begins with hidden strength

Chapter 23 The inevitable battle

"Yinfei, I want to ask you something."

"Excuse me…"

"Why didn't you choose to join the Knights of the Blue Rose?"

"I have actually considered it, but Blue Rose's conditions are too harsh..."

"What conditions can Mi Jia'an offer you? You must know that the two sides are not on the same level. Even the Langton family is far less powerful than the Jingui family."

Yinfei was silent.

Taught Ai Qian with a look of hatred on her face: "If you are dissatisfied with the conditions of the Knights of the Blue Rose, you can find a way to negotiate."

"No need to talk, I have sworn allegiance and will never repent in this life." Yin Fei said calmly, bowed slightly to her past mentor, and walked away.

The Knights of the Blue Rose have a lifelong loyalty system, and the treaty is extremely strict, even to the point where outsiders have heard about it.

The female knights who serve among them need to unconditionally obey any orders of their masters and make high-level soul contracts. Whether it's life or marriage, you can't help it.

Judging from past life experience, people of the same sex are more likely to be malicious towards themselves. He secretly called her a white-haired monster behind her back, including some pranks and bullying. On the contrary, some members of the opposite sex will provide some help without asking for anything in return.

Essentially, Yin Fei believes in men more than women.

A strong person can live openly in the sunshine, and his heart will not be corroded by the darkness of the world. The weak stare into the abyss and are also stared into by the abyss. It is difficult for someone to maintain a pure heart in a dirty world.

"I found my sun! My world will no longer fall into darkness..."

The corner of the training ground is no paradise. People came to the door frequently, and Apan realized that it was best to change places.

"Miss Yinfei, let's go find the young master!"

"it is good!"

As the two were leaving, a sudden whistling sound passed quickly past them.

Yinfei reacted in time and made a warning gesture: "Mr. Apan, be careful."

The pandaren held his hands behind his back and walked slowly and unhurriedly. The sword edge passing by him went straight into the ground in front of him. He just stopped, his face unmoved.

The figure burning with dark blue flames jumped across the sky, landed lightly in front of the inscribed sword, picked it up and pointed it at Apan.

"Carol Jones, my brother was kindly disciplined by you yesterday."

A slovenly blue-haired young man. Greasy, messy hairstyle, light beard. He has a vaguely handsome appearance and a ruffian smile that is quite provocative.

The upper body is wearing a linen swordsman uniform, and the lower body is a pair of gray trousers with many pockets.

"What do you mean?" Apan asked knowingly.

"Since you have beaten a member of our Jones family, you should know very well that you must accept my challenge!" The corners of the blue-haired young man's mouth raised in contempt.

There are indeed similar inevitable battles between nobles.

Apan remembered that the young master once told him.

"It doesn't matter if you didn't touch it?"

"Yes! My cousin was admitted to the school hospital because of your threats." Carlo emphasized the seriousness of the matter.

"Okay! How do you want to compare..." Pandaren tilted his round head.

The melodious sound of the bell heralds the end of the short rest period.

The students scattered throughout the academy returned to the training ground one after another. When they heard that Carlo taught them that they were going to fight against the bears who had defeated the exchange students from the North Wind Empire, they immediately caused a sensation. The area around the fighting arena was full of moving heads.

It's not just the students who are doing good things. The teachers can't help but join the crowd of onlookers.

There's never a shortage of viewers for high-quality fights. Gossip and curiosity are human nature. Besides, you might even be able to learn a move or a half.

The significance of watching is greater than daily training!
Apan jumped up and landed lightly on the 1.5-meter-high ring. The site is approximately thirty-five by thirty-five meters in size. According to the rules, if a player falls off the ring or is injured by a chop, he will be deemed defeated.

"At our level, even using a wooden sword can cause fatal injuries! Therefore, I propose to use the weapon I am best at. Of course, you can choose to refuse..."

Carlo raised his voice and looked at the bear man wearing a short black mantle.

It seems like he only has a wooden sword on him?
If you use the inscribed sword yourself, you will have an advantage.

As we all know, using an inscribed sword can even pose a threat to higher-level warriors across levels. The improvement brought about by the fusion of fighting spirit and magic element is not one plus one, but a qualitative change.

"As you wish." Apan put his hand in his pocket and slowly pulled out a pitch-black sword with inscriptions. His indifferent eyes no longer had the kindness of the past.

It turned out to be space equipment!
Carlo's idea of ​​taking advantage failed. He raised his sword with both hands, stepped down from his horse, and looked at his opponent with all his attention, dark blue aura covering his body.

One of the variants of water attribute fighting spirit is frost fighting spirit. The special effect is to slow down the opponent's movement and attack speed.

There are relatively clear ways to distinguish each stage of a warrior.

Accelerate the circulation of Qi and blood through exercise, and when you develop the first trace of fighting spirit, you are considered to have entered the apprenticeship stage. Gradually increase your fighting spirit until the transparent spirit covers your whole body, and you will become a formal professional. The fighting spirit has further changed qualitatively and has corresponding attributes, which is a symbol of the elite level. The fighting spirit is ever-changing and can evolve into various forms, becoming a super-powerful person who is superior to all living beings.

The battle can begin at any time as soon as both parties stand at the corresponding marked position.

The pandaren's aura was as solid as an abyss.

Although no fighting spirit was leaked out, the people around him felt bursts of suffocation and suffocation, like a huge stone weighing on their hearts.

Could it be that he is a super-powerful person...

Carlo, who was the first to be affected, instinctively felt that something was wrong. The terrifying sense of depression caused cold sweat to break out from behind, and he was completely at a disadvantage in the duel of momentum!

He swallowed quietly and shouted loudly to boost his courage: "Take the move!"

The name of the sword is Cold Sigh, which perfectly matches the dark blue frost fighting spirit. The two complement each other and enhance each other. Combined with the ice and snow environment, the dark blue flames surged, and a storm surrounded the blue-haired swordsman.

The mighty frost giant sword was more than ten meters high and fell heavily. A storm of fighting energy surged out of the sword's edge, tearing the ground in front of it and freezing everything around it.

Carlo went all out to burst out with all his strength, and performed exceptionally well with the right time, place, and people.

The panda seemed to be frozen in place, refusing to dodge. It wasn't until the giant frost sword was in front of them that everyone realized it was just an afterimage.

The fleeting ink light was extremely fast. The distance of thirty meters is less than the blink of an eye. The sword edge slashed across Carlo's body, and the burst of blood spread all over the frozen ground.

"what…"

"Someone come and save me!"

"The orcs killed people!"

The seemingly horrific wound was actually not very deep. Carlo, however, collapsed and screamed in horror.

"The tip of the sword has no eyes. You are not a child." Apan put his hands behind his back, and the dark sword in his hand dropped at a forty-five degree angle.

The reason why I didn't sheath the sword is because the matter is not over yet...

(End of this chapter)