It's Broken, the Evil Young Master Took the Script of the Heroine!

Just as he was thinking about it, a horse broke into the sidewalk, scaring the people around him and running away screaming.

Clive also quickly hid aside, when suddenly someone pushed him from behind.

Clive was shocked, and was knocked straight by the horse. He was knocked to the ground by the horse, and watched the horse lift up his upper body, and then trampled on his left arm.

Clive suddenly let out a scream, and the man got off his horse, looking at his injuries in a panic.

Two passers-by on the side picked him up and sent him to the church, still verbally reassuring him that he was fine.

Clive's eyes were filled with pain, and sweat dripped from his forehead. Looking at his dangling wrist, he knew that it was probably broken.

After getting away from the crowd and entering the alley, the expressions of the two passers-by suddenly changed, and they threw him to the side of the road.

He fell to the ground and hit his wrist again, he let out a cry of pain, and stared at the two in front of him through gritted teeth.

"His Royal Highness asked us to bring you a sentence. Now it is just a warning. If you still don't know how to praise, you will be killed in the arena."

After speaking, the two left directly.

After a long distance, the two resumed their priestly attire, and one of them struggled while clutching his heart.

"A, I feel that my conscience is hurting, is it too cruel to do this?"

"Nonsense, His Royal Highness must have a deep meaning this time. It is definitely not to bully others. You are slandering the Son by saying that."

"How can I have!"

"Then why are you beeping so much, anyway, you will soon know the purpose of His Royal Highness the Son."

The two had already left, and Clive got up from the icy road, clutching his wrist, his face twisted together in anger.

He had been imprisoned for so many years, and he was already ashamed to the extreme, and was about to use this to avenge his shame, but now he was so humiliated again, and his killing intent had pushed his reason to the brink of breaking.

For the sake of planning, I can only endure.

However, he couldn't wait for the team challenge to kill Rin. Before that, he must ask for interest and humiliate him severely in the individual competition.

Holding his wrist, Clive stood up, full of strong hatred, and walked towards the church step by step.

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In the afternoon, before the game, the player area.

Rin saw Clive's hands in plaster, with a sneer at the corner of his mouth, and walked in front of him with arms folded.

When Clive saw Rin, he wished he could cramp and skin him, so he could only ignore him with his head down. He was really afraid that if he took one more look, he couldn't help but kill him in public.

Rin whispered in a tone that others couldn't hear: "You actually dare to come, dog-like thing, do you like courting death so much? Yes, His Highness will not let you walk down the stage alive today."

As soon as he finished speaking, the staff who drew the numbers came in.

Rin stepped forward gracefully and drew her own number.

Clive was the last one to come forward, and just after drawing the number, he saw Rin sneer at him, deliberately revealing the number with the cards between his fingers.

He realized something and looked down at his number.

Sure enough, they happened to be lined up together. This was more like a devil's thing than labor and capital. They couldn't wait to operate behind the scenes and arranged the two of them together.

Clive turned his back, with a smile on his lips.

This is exactly what he wants.

Maybe if it was someone else, he would have been aggrieved to the point of death, and he would die in peace, but it would be different if it were him.

He is familiar with this plot!Pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, slapping the face, he, Clive, can do it too!

As for the assassination of An Lu that the dog said, that was done by Huai Ze, and it has nothing to do with Clive.

Chapter 100 Please enter the urn

Clive could already imagine that he defeated the Holy Son, and "accidentally" broke his magic device, humiliating him severely in front of everyone.

Presumably, Rin's expression at that time must have been very exciting.

Then, in the team challenge competition, his bones were corroded into thick water one by one, watching him cry miserably and tears streaming down his face.

Only in this way can the price of bullying him be offset.

Clive followed the passage into the arena, and put the storage ring in his hand on the tray in the referee's hand.

Only then did he realize that the referee looked very unfamiliar.

He had been watching the game for many days in a row, and this was the first time he saw this referee, and he was a little suspicious at that time.

But he didn't pay much attention to it at the time, and instead stared at Rin intently.

Well, people who like Rin's face really like it, and people who hate it look like the passive provocation skill is fully activated.

"I didn't expect you to be so shameless. You specifically interrupted my hand. Is it because you are afraid that I will beat you on stage?"

Only the referee could hear Clive's voice. On the one hand, he also wanted to spread the matter and expose Rin's true colors.

It's just that the referee was expressionless, as if he didn't hear it at all, and retreated to the stage with the tray.

Clive frowned, suddenly realized something, looked at Rin and sneered: "I didn't expect that you even bribed the referee."

Rin shrugged, and weighed the magic book in his hand: "Don't talk about what's there and what's not, just lead your neck and kill it, and you'll be done. Don't worry, you won't be able to escape."

"I will return this to you."

As a mage, breaking an arm will have no effect as long as you can hold back the pain.

The audience didn't know the situation, and they were still lamenting that Huai Ze was physically disabled.

Soon, the game officially started.

Clive raised his staff high and chanted short verses, countless vines rose around his body, wrapping him in it.

This is the class of his body, wood magician.

The magic book floating beside Rin also quickly turned the pages. Along with the chanting, the spell pattern appeared, and a huge spear twisted like a fire dragon appeared above his head.

It was still an intermediate-level magic fire dragon spear, which rushed away with a scorching breath, and directly hit the vines around Clive.

This is already a key game to enter the eighth and fourth rounds, and all eyes are on them.

The judges discussed with great interest.

"In the lower ranks, the fire element counters the wood element. It seems that student Huai Ze is in a lot of trouble."

Another judge smiled and stroked his beard: "That's not necessarily the case. According to my previous observations, Huai Ze should have some kind of talent in terms of reduction and reduction. His wood magic is relatively difficult to ignite."

Sure enough, in the eyes of everyone, after the fire spear hit the vine, it began to burn where it touched.

It's just that relatively speaking, it doesn't have the overwhelming aura of before, but it still burns faster.

Clive could only rely on the continuously stretching vines, blocking them layer by layer.

"This is... the power of the Holy Son's fire spear is still stronger than that of ordinary mages, and it is still being strengthened. I heard that the Holy Son comes from the Phoenix family. According to legend, the Phoenix has the strongest fire element, and most of the blood talents have fire damage. Strengthening, presumably this is the reason."

"Then it seems that Huai Ze's talent is useless."

"Not necessarily."

The fire spear broke through the last layer and went out immediately, and an intermediate magic was thus blocked.

It's not surprising that Huai Ze himself has the ability to continuously cast low-level vine shields.

At the same time that the fire spear disappeared, another fire spear charged again, and Rin had already completed the second stage of magic with this.

His singing speed is twice as fast as before. Obviously, he deliberately sang slowly to hide his strength.

Clive was not in a hurry, and at some point a vine had rolled him up, and he swung to the other side quickly, avoiding the fire spear just in time.

The two of you come and go, officially entering the fighting state.

They are now using normal low-level magic to test each other.

But even with normal magic, the power is not small, and the magic power consumption is not small, but it can still be played back and forth.

Anyone who has a little understanding of magic will know that their upper limit of magic power is not ordinary, not to mention that they can still hear the judges' comments.

There was a sneer on the corner of Clive's mouth, as if a cat was playing with a mouse in his heart.

Although he seems to be fighting with all his strength, he is actually quite capable, pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, just waiting to find out Rin's flaws.

Rin's face was expressionless, and he had figured out the opponent's wood magic routine.

At this time, Clive failed to succeed in one blow, and was about to attack Rin with a spike, when a huge fireball with a diameter of one meter hit him like a comet with its tail in front of him.

Clive had no choice but to release the vines again, trying to control the vines to move around like before.

Only this time, the vine had just touched his body, and around his body, thorns of flames suddenly rose from under his feet and surrounded him.

Clive's pupils shrank, but he didn't know when Rin set the trap, and it appeared at the same time as the bolide.

In the firelight, he could only see Rin's wicked smile and mocking face.

Neither the audience nor the judges reacted, and they were obviously surprised by the current situation. No one noticed when Rin sang.

Only the teacher who came from the Kingdom of Gioral seemed to think of something and slapped his thigh.

"I remembered. It wasn't news from the royal palace that Rin had fought a duel with a prince from that country, and had cast a non-chanting spell. At that time, we thought it was a rumor, but we didn't expect it to be true."

There was also an uproar among the students, which soon spread to other colleges.

Clive knew that the situation was critical, but before the end of the mountain, he gritted his teeth and released the body's trump card directly.

It's not a nirvana, but a natural skill.

Countless vines suddenly protruded from Clive's body, not only breaking free from the flame thorns, but also completely enveloping his body.

The vines protruding from the body are brown, like a snake-like pattern, with a slight metallic luster, and a little scary at first glance.

The flame thorns were quickly covered by the vines and extinguished, and the fireball hit the vines to ignite it, making a crackling sound, but in the end it did not burn through the vines.

Obviously, the vines protruding from Clive's body are very resistant to fire.

The vines had wrapped it into a cocoon, and it was still wriggling around the body, really like a group of snakes.

Rin knew that ordinary fire magic was useless, but this kind of skill with a very high level of defense was absolutely impossible to last for too long.

So he began to chant slowly section by section.

Sure enough, within a minute or so, the vines quickly withered and turned yellow, and finally shrank back to the ground slowly.