Witcher: I Can Extract Everything

Silence.

Silence.

A strange silence.

Without the cheers and shouts from before, everyone in the audience looked as if they had seen a ghost. They looked at Heath in confusion.

There was nothing they could do. The three matches had gone on too inexplicably.

The player on the field seemed to have some kind of strange magic. The three players who had fought against him clearly had extraordinary strength, but they had all lost to him inexplicably.

"Could it be a fake?"

Everyone could not help but look at the noble who was in charge of organizing the competition in the audience seats. The latter was so scared that he kept wiping his cold sweat.

No matter how much they did not believe it, the truth was the truth.

"Reiden's Knight, Heath, wins!"

As the referee announced again, the curtain was lifted for the third round of the competition.

Only the final match was left in front of Heath.

The champion was within reach.

The other group's competition had yet to be decided. Taking advantage of this gap, Heath went to the tent in the resting area to rest. Gathering intelligence was something that only mortals needed to do. The only opponents of Wizards were Wizards.

"Knight Heath, you are greater than a god! I have never seen a Knight like you..."

"I have a niece. If you are willing, I can let her marry you at any time. In the future, when I take back my territory, I promise I will grant you a farm..."

In the tent, Baron Garcia's face was beaming with joy.

He had never thought that this Knight who had been chosen when he had no other choice would be so outstanding. He had fought all the way to the finals, which was far beyond his expectations.

According to the rules, whoever wrote the recommendation letter would represent their family. The superior performance of the Knight in the competition would also directly affect the family that recommended him.

Especially for Baron Garcia, this influence was not just a little bit...

"Eh? Who are you?"

At this moment, a figure walked into the tent.

The male servant who was standing guard at the side hurried forward to chase them away. "This is the resting area for Knights of the Garcia family. Get out quickly!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the cloaked person suddenly raised their hand and sent a ball of black gas over.

The male servant immediately fell asleep when he smelled the black gas.

Baron Garcia did not understand what had happened when the ball of black gas rushed over, causing him to quickly follow in the footsteps of the male servant.

In the room, only Heath was safe and sound.

The figure stopped and quietly confronted Heath. His gaze was still sharp.

Heath smiled faintly. "What? Apprentice Shirley is going to do it herself?"

Shirley said, "That Holy Spirit Flower is mine! I've already told you, don't bring trouble on yourself!"

Heath became angry when he heard that.

The treasure hunt outside depended on one's ability. If you said it was yours, then it was yours? Yet, you had to let others give it to you, and you even had a face that said if you didn't let them, then they would take care of you. What right did this have?

Heath said, "If you're not going to make a move, then please leave."

He did not feel any elemental fluctuations from Shirley, or any signs before casting the spell.

Sherry was still standing where she was.

Heath was impatient and wanted to chase her away.

But at that moment.

Sherry suddenly said, "That Holy Spirit Flower... I took a liking to it first..."

Although the lines did not change, one could hear that there were a lot of ups and downs in the tone of her voice.

She looked at Heath. There was no longer the arrogance in her eyes. There was only fear and helplessness. There seemed to be tears in the corner of her eyes.

This should be the case, right?

Heath felt inexplicable.

Shirley was like a kitten that had been forced into a corner by a wild beast. "That Holy Spirit Flower... I took a fancy to it first..."

Her voice trembled, but she bit her lips, as if she was maintaining her last bit of stubbornness.

Heath frowned.

He was about to answer, but at that moment...

"Player, Heath Noen, enter the arena!" The referee's voice suddenly came from outside.

Heath said, "Let's wait until the match is over."

These were all trivial matters. He had not forgotten why he had come here.

After saying that, he left the tent and walked towards the arena without waiting for Shirley's reply.

Because it was the finals, there were a lot of people gathered in front of the arena at this time. Everyone's gaze seemed to be focused here.

When they saw Heath enter the ring, everyone's expressions became strange.

Some were curious, some were unhappy, and some were looking forward to it.

Tiffany tugged at the corner of Elsa's clothes and asked, "Elsa, do you think he can still create miracles?"

Elsa shook her head. "I think it's difficult. A battle on foot is not like a battle on horseback. His opponent is real. And we saw it just now. He is a real Knight, and he even defeated Knight Blue!"

Tiffany said, "But it's not bad to be here. When Lord Gallio arrives, he will definitely give him some pointers."

Elsa sneered. "I think Lord Gallio can only give pointers to normal people."

Everyone could see how he got into the finals, right?

Under all kinds of gazes, Heath walked onto the stage.

His opponent had been waiting for a long time. He was wearing a mask, so his face could not be seen clearly. However, judging from his figure, he should not be very old. He should be in his thirties.

Heath subconsciously looked up and down. However, when he looked down, he was quite surprised.

An expert!

The person holding the sword could tell the autumn from a single leaf. Whether it was the posture, the gaze, or the aura of this man, he looked extraordinary. He was definitely not someone that the Apprentice Knights before him could compare to.

No, even if he was among the Knights, he was still a top-notch person!

He did not pay much attention to the battle of the other group just now. Although he knew that a Knight-level character had appeared over there, he did not expect that it would be such an expert.

He could not help but raise his eyebrows. "Knight?"

The other party did not speak and only nodded.

Heath asked again, "Peak?"

The other party still nodded.

Heath said, "Since that's the case, then let's go all out. What do you think, Sir?"

As he said that, he no longer restrained himself and released all the power of a Knight.

A faint silver glow naturally gushed out from his body, rolling up the sand and stones on the ground to form a small tornado that rotated slightly around him.

Seeing this scene, the audience, who had been silent for a long time, exploded again!

"Knight! That young... that young man is a Knight!"

"My god! How is this possible!"

"So he was sure to win from the very beginning..."

"How old does he look..."

Those who had been doubting Heath's unfair victory just now all shut their mouths. Obviously, everyone was shocked by the strength that Heath had revealed at this moment.

The masked man, who was Heath's opponent, also had his eyes lit up.

Not only was the masked man not anxious when his opponent revealed his powerful strength, he seemed to be very excited instead. Heath could clearly feel that his aura had suddenly become much more active.

Heath could not help but think, 'Could it be that I've met a lunatic?'

Clang!

The crisp sound of a bell rang.

The battle was pulled open in the midst of his confusion.

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

Two sharp whistling sounds that sounded like arrows piercing through the wind rang out on the field.

The two figures rushed towards each other almost at the same time. Their extremely fast speed was like two streams of light, so fast that people could not even see them clearly.

In the next second.

Clang!

The sound of metal interweaving like a gong exploded.

The two figures collided in the middle of the arena.

The two cross swords were also placed together, and large sparks shot into the sky!

No one had expected that.

This battle had reached its peak at the beginning!