For the past three days, Sori has only been practicing the Wind Slash repeatedly, either horizontally or vertically. There is no fixed posture for the Wind Slash, and the purpose is to use the fighting spirit to burst out as fast as possible, so that the opponent cannot react at all. Likewise,
, Wind Slash is not limited to the use of heavy swords, it can also be released directly with the palm of your hand.
"Wind Slash!"
A ray of green light flashed across, leaving a faint green mark in the air. A wooden stake as big as a bowl was cut in half in an instant, and the cut surface was smooth and flat.
"Fighting spirit, coupled with weapons and combat skills, can display extremely destructive power." Suo Li looked at the cut wooden stake with satisfaction.
In addition to Wind Slash, Earl Kane also taught Sori a set of simple sword techniques. The sword techniques were very good. Sori mastered this set of sword techniques in half a day. Although the sword techniques were simple, they were different from those of Qing.
Xuan Dou Qi's momentum is very suitable, go forward bravely and strike first!
"Little Sori, it seems that you are the only one in the first grade who has reached the second level. With your fighting spirit foundation and Wind Slash, there should be no problem in getting the first place in the first grade." Count Kane said with a smile.
"And your basic fighting spirit is more than ten times that of ordinary people. Tsk tsk, our Kate family has finally used a super genius."
Sori is also full of confidence. His instantaneous burst of fighting energy may be about the same as that of ordinary people, but its durability is much stronger. When encountering an opponent of similar strength, he can easily exhaust the opponent's fighting spirit. Sori's goal
, it is not limited to the first place in the first grade.
October 11th is the day when Karna Imperial College enrolls students at Rhine College.
The representative sent by the Karna Empire Academy is a seventh-level handsome guy. He looks to be thirty years old at most and has a bright future. The Karna Empire sent him here with the intention of showing off the power of its empire. He was sent casually.
Geniuses, those so-called geniuses in your Rhine Kingdom are just ordinary people in our empire.
In the Rhine Kingdom playground, there are now seven arenas set up on the playground. They are the arena for grades one to six of the fighting spirit department and the arena of the magic department. There is also a small barrier on the magic department arena to prevent the students inside from releasing magic and inadvertently injuring the audience.
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"Miss An Qi, I really didn't expect to meet you here. I wonder why you stopped studying at Karna Imperial College and returned here?" Ruidal, a handsome young man who looked gentle and elegant, bowed elegantly to An Qi.
A bow.
An Qi didn't have a good look towards this handsome young man, and snorted: "This is my motherland, of course I want to come back."
"No, no, no, that's not what I meant." Rydal waved his hand quickly, "There is no doubt that Karna Imperial Academy can provide better resources than your country, and it can also help you reach a higher level. It has only just reached the seventh level.
Wouldn't it be a waste of your talent to just stop studying?"
"Our country is far inferior to your Karna Empire, but we can still train some younger generations." A majestic voice sounded beside Redal, and Redal turned his head to look and couldn't help but shrugged.
Although he has the arrogance of a great empire, and although he is also a seventh-level strongman, he still does not dare to be too presumptuous in front of Leathers, a veteran ninth-level strongman.
"Mr. Redal, I believe we will give your college a surprise this year." Leathers stroked his gray beard. He believed that this little guy Sori could surprise everyone.
"Oh? Then I'll wait and see." Rydal smiled.
Under the first-grade arena, Sori and Ellis were both warming up nervously. As expected, the number of first-year applicants was only about a hundred. Although Ellis knew that he had no hope, he still wanted to fight for it.
You can also show your face in front of many students.
"Brother Sori, you are bound to win the first place in the first grade." Bruno looked at Sori with sharp eyes. Bruno had not yet cultivated his fighting spirit, so he did not sign up. Sori could see that Bruno was very excited about this competition.
I'm interested, but unfortunately I have to wait until next year's second-year enrollment.
"If I get the first place, then I will go to Karna Imperial College. We have been roommates for a month, so we are a little reluctant to leave." Sori patted the chests of others.
"Tch, brother Suoli, just wait, we will go sooner or later!" The others looked very confident.
Several people from Tas also came over to chat with Sori for a while. They were all spectators this time, and there was a high chance that Sori would leave, so it was inevitable that they would feel a little reluctant to leave.
"Sori."
A crisp voice sounded in Suo Li's ears, and a smile appeared on Suo Li's lips. Although he did not see the owner of the voice, Suo Li easily guessed who it was.
"Rukia, I heard that you also signed up." Sori said as he turned around.
Lucia wore a pair of braids today and looked particularly cute. She was wearing simple women's light armor and exuded a heroic spirit. She smiled sweetly at Sori.
"I wonder if we will meet in the ring." Sori scratched his head at a loss.
"I believe it will happen." Lucia played with the wooden sword in her hand very skillfully.
At eight o'clock sharp, the admissions competition officially started. All the students who registered went up to randomly draw a number lottery. Sori got the number 77, Ellis got the 20th, and Lucia got the 43rd.
Sori's games have to be scheduled for more than thirty games. Even if one game is five minutes, it will take three hours to get his turn. Compared with other grades, the number of first-year students is much smaller. In other grades, the number is 500 or 600.
It’s almost time to go home and rest, at least it’s not my turn today.
In the first-grade arena, two 12-year-old boys, both about 1.5 meters tall, attacked each other with wooden swords. A faint light of fighting spirit flashed through the air. They fought for about three or four minutes. One of the boys gradually lost ground and was beaten.
Another person seized the opportunity and knocked him unconscious with a wooden sword. The winner of the first group of games was decided.
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"No. 19 Dill versus No. 20 Ellis, students please come on quickly."
A teacher shouted these words on the ring and quickly jumped off the ring. Ellis took a deep breath and walked onto the ring holding a wooden sword.
Ellis's opponent, Dill, is taller than Ellis and uses a broad-bladed heavy sword similar to Sori. Ellis's wooden sword is the same type as Lucia's, which is lighter.
The type of sword also represents two different paths of fighting spirit.
"Huh, calm down. My fighting spirit has reached the peak of the first level. As long as you are careful, you will win." Ellis looked at the opponent solemnly, and the opponent also looked at Ellis.
The battle was about to break out. Ellis shouted and rushed out. He struck Dill hard with his long sword. Dill blocked Ellis' attack with his horizontal sword and kicked out fiercely. Ellis quickly dodged sideways.
, a faint white light of fighting spirit lit up on the wooden sword, and it struck Dill in the chest.
Dill hadn't withdrawn his right foot yet, and his body was already a little unstable. Ellis was distracted and tripped when he struck out with the sword. Dill suddenly staggered, and Ellis' wooden sword happened to strike again.
On Dill's chest, Dill fell down with his feet in the air. Ellis stopped the wooden sword on Dill's neck. The winner was decided.
"In the tenth group competition of the first grade, No. 20 Ellis won!"