Surrounded by the congratulatory crowd, Diarra looked reserved, while Farley and others beside him could not hide the trace of elation on their faces.
After preparing for such a long time and exhausting all their efforts, isn't this the moment they have been waiting for? The combination of geniuses of the S Brigade can not only restrain the E Brigade supported by Roy alone, but also from the perspective of viewing, from
From a shock perspective, it is also an excellent design.
Farley is not outstanding in terms of teaching ability, but in terms of understanding people's hearts, he is definitely one of the top experts in the first training camp.
He knows, but because of their continued attention, the fans already know very well about these talented students, and they know their age, family background, experience and even personal preferences by heart. If it is just an individual game, it doesn't matter whether it is Morey or Heiming.
, will not bring too many surprises.
If you want to conquer them, you have to be creative!
The freshness of the team competition, the dazzling luxury lineup of talented students, and the surprise brought by the unexpected appearance of Carol, all finally converged in a devastating offensive against Team C. Just ask everyone present.
Who can not be dazzled, who can still sit firmly in his seat?
Sure enough, this arrangement worked!
"Sir," after dealing with the praise and congratulations of several supporters and elders, Farley whispered in Diarra's ear with a glowing face, "Carol is really fighting for your face." He went to the second and third places.
The director of the training camp pursed his lips and said with a low smile, "Those two are asking around."
Although Diarra was reserved, he couldn't help but smile.
Farley's words scratched his itch.
Ever since he was parachuted to Lulian from the main camp to assume the position of vice-president, Diarra has always wanted to remove the word "dean" in front of him and become the first person to truly control this college.
The internal struggle in the first training camp has always been fierce. This is true here, and even more so in the Imperial Capital General Camp. In the general camp, Diarra struggled for twenty years, and finally got a mid-level position by following the right person.
If he wants to break away from the middle level and truly enter the upper echelon, he must take a further step.
However, the general camp is full of talents. Even within the same faction, he is not outstanding, let alone the core. It is not easy to squeeze into the top management with no more than thirty people in total.
Faced with competition from countless people around him, Diarra did not stay in the main camp and continue to suffer. Instead, he chose the roundabout route of coming to Lullian to serve as the deputy dean.
Among the major branches in the first training camp, Lulian is the last one. He has poor strength and little financial resources. Every time the main camp competes, he will accompany the last one. However, no matter how bad he is, he is still the dean of the branch.
The senior leaders of the training camp are on an equal footing with the elders of the Imperial Capital General Camp, and their status is only under the leadership of the chief and deputy commanders.
Diarra's purpose is very clear, he is here for this position.
This was not only a plan for the master who came down to take control of the Lulian branch, but it was also the only way for him to truly rise to the top of the main camp.
At first, Diarra did not want to confront Guristas head-on.
In his view, Guristas is old, incompetent, and is still wasting resources on those common people. It is only a matter of time before he abdicates. Instead of fighting him, it is better to fully promote the aristocratic elite model and do
Make some achievements.
At that time, Diarra was very ambitious. He believed that he would be able to achieve his goal in less than two or three years.
But no one expected that although Gustas gave up his power and left PepsiCo alone, he was still imprisoned as the dean without moving his buttocks. The more he enjoyed Diarra's tossing, the colder the old man's attitude became. Not to mention taking the initiative to give in.
Even if the superiors specifically asked me to come down to test him, he blocked me.
A year or two passed, and Diarra could still wait. But after nearly four years, Gustas had not given up his position, and he had lost patience.
In the past year, the rivalry between him and Guristas has turned from dark to bright, but they haven't broken out yet.
But on the Entrance Day this year, after he ordered the expulsion of several E-Brigade students but was refuted by Gustas in public, coupled with the subsequent incidents caused by Roy and the arrival of the Superintendent of Bol University, this...
The battle without swords has already entered a fever pitch.
Some time ago was the most frustrating period for him.
After receiving Bol's report, the headquarters not only reprimanded him for his ignorance regarding Roy, but also expressed concerns about his ability to run the branch. What made him particularly panic was that the adult he was following even made it clear that
Tell him that if he cannot control the situation, his replacement will be parachuted in at any time.
This is tantamount to a blow to the head for Diarra, who has been struggling for four years.
Now, he has no way out. The carriage and horses have been clearly marked, and the adults above and the teachers below are watching him. If he takes a step back, he will reach the abyss.
Fortunately, the general camp's views on Roy were very divided.
Some people think that this kid may really be a genius who was almost kicked out of the academy by Diarra. It was Gustas's discerning eye that kept him here. If such a talent is placed in the other two training camps and grows up
Later, he defeated his own students in an inter-camp competition, which was really embarrassing.
Others thought it was unbelievable that this kid had risen to the fourth-star level of Armed Forces in just a few days. They agreed more with Diarra's judgment of "extreme improvement". Besides, this guy had magic and martial arts skills, even if he didn't
If you take medicine, you will be far away from others in the future.
This dispute has not yet come to a conclusion. This is the main reason why the teachings of Boer University still persist.
The dispute gave Diarra time to breathe, and even more fortunately, just when he was in a state of distress, Kevin's challenge occurred. Roy's cowardly retreat not only triggered accusations and denunciations within the branch, but also caused controversy in the main camp.
More and more people here are falling into the camp of questioning this kid.
Diarra keenly seized this opportunity and added fuel to the fire, forming the current public opinion offensive against Roy.
However, that was not a fatal blow. He knew that today's competition was the best chance to prove that he was more discerning and more suitable to run the academy than Gustas. All he had to do was peel off Roy's skin and smash it into pieces.
With his aura, he can make everyone understand. Guristas is already confused!
Looking at Guristas not far away, and listening to the excited discussions of the supportive elders around him, Diarra raised a smile on his lips.
After the appearance of Team S, the old guy standing on the edge of the cliff now is Gustas. If he were to fight alone, with the strength shown by Roy at the dance, he was really not sure that he would win. But.
When it came to the battle formation competition, he didn't believe that the boy who had definitely used the ultimate improvement could lead a bunch of trash who got into the academy by relying on the outdated admission standards to compete against the luxurious lineup of Team S!
Today, he was going to peel off this kid's skin and reveal his true colors!
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"Look at their complacent looks," Ivy said disdainfully as she looked at Farley and others at the instructor's seat, "Gather a bunch of the best students together, and any team can win. I don't know if there is any
What’s so proud of.”
Wearing a white tight-fitting casual dress, Ivy's slim figure is highlighted and particularly attractive. Her long hair is tied into a ponytail, which adds a heroic spirit to her feminine beauty.
The teachers around him, including many students in the audience below, peeked here from time to time.
Some of the mature and steady ones were okay, but when they glanced over, their eyes stayed on her for a few seconds unnoticeably, while the eyes of those young men were as hot as fire. Especially those suitors who showed off their horses and horses,
Even if I have nothing to do, I just come here.
You know, when Ivy was still a student, she ranked high on the school's beauty list for many years. After becoming a teacher, although she was no longer on the list, compared to the youthfulness of the students, she was more mature and charming.
However, Ivy usually focuses on research and rarely shows up. She doesn't even have a chance to show her courtesy. But this time, she, who has never been interested in such competitions, actually came to watch the competition, which surprised everyone.
Because of this, Fulin, who was pulled by Ivy to sit next to him, felt as if he was sitting on pins and needles under the gazes that swept over him.
He has a family and self-awareness. Even if he doesn't have either of these, as a fellow pharmacist who knows Ivy's temper best, he really doesn't dare to have any inappropriate thoughts about her. Compared with beauty, his own life is more important.
Ivy's ponytail was swept away by Ivy who turned back angrily. Fulin rubbed his eyes and said with a bitter smile, "The problem is, people can't think so. In today's competition, what they want is to win. No matter what means are used, no matter how glorious it is.
, If you win, you win. It’s useless for others to say anything.”
"Huh!" Ivy snorted angrily, feeling a little discouraged. She knew that Fulin was telling the truth. For Diarra and the others, as long as they win, they will achieve their goal. As for what means were used
, how many people will know after the game, and how many people will care?
When the news reached the Imperial Capital Headquarters, everyone knew only the outcome. On the surface, it was the outcome of the students, but behind the scenes, it was the outcome between the Diala family and his father. Who told his father to be so optimistic about who should be damned?
As for the boy, whether he has good vision or control over the academy, the winner will naturally be stronger.
"Actually, if the dean had refused to change the competition system from the beginning, nothing would have happened today," Fulin looked at Team S in the arena, holding his chin and said, "When it comes to fighting alone, I really can't.
I can’t think of anyone among these guys who can be Roy’s opponent.”
"What's the use of talking about this now." Ivy glanced at her father not far away angrily.
A few days ago, when she heard about the changes to the competition system, she went to Gustas and pointed out the key points. But Gustas just smiled and waved his hand, and then turned around to do his own thing.
Yala and the others pressed forward step by step without any warning.
Others don't know Gustas, but Ivy knows her father very well. She knows better than anyone else that on the surface, his father seems to be a happy and kind-hearted man, but he is actually a fat man without any scheming. However, when it comes to being shrewd and wise,
In terms of means, it is not something ordinary people can compare with.
What he can see, he can naturally see. I just don’t know why he doesn’t pay so much attention to this matter. Doesn’t he know that because of Kevin’s challenge, the situation that was originally favorable to him has now been reversed?
The day Roy doesn't accept the challenge, the day he will be questioned.
"Coward!" Ivy scolded Roy severely in her heart.
She didn't think highly of her father as a disciple. If her father put all his bets on him, it would be too risky.
Not to mention that Roy only has the strength of one star of bravery now. Even if he is replaced by Pierre who has fair strength, he is afraid that he will not be able to lead the nine students of Team E to compete with the following team. Just from the victory of Team S just now
Looking at it easily, I'm afraid they haven't even used one-third of their strength!
No matter how powerful Roy is on his own, he can't do anything against the opponent's battle formation. What's more... Ivy's eyes fell on the quiet girl who was quietly following Team S.
What's more, the other party also has such an outstanding magic genius. In terms of magic release speed, she is no worse than Roy!
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After half a prayer time, the game between Team A and Team D also ended.
There was also no suspense in this match. Regardless of the strength comparison between the two sides or their on-the-spot performance in the battle, Team A had an absolute advantage.
If there is something that attracts people's attention, it is that there is actually a former student of Team D in the lineup of Team A.
It is said that this student was valued by Farley and recommended to Team A to teach Harry.
The entrance examination is a rule that has been formed since the establishment of the first training camp and has been tested for a long time. Although the talent determined by the entrance examination is judged by the entrance examination, although some low-talented people will eventually achieve more than high-talented people. But this is mostly related to personal circumstances and perseverance and hard work.
Rarely does a big change occur.
A student who could only enter the D Brigade was selected into the A Brigade less than a month after enrolling. This has not been seen in Munich Branch for many years.
But I have to say that Farley's vision is indeed very poisonous.
This student named Wedel originally only had a green talent. However, after joining the A Brigade, his strength has improved by leaps and bounds, and his strength has been upgraded to a four-star armed force.
Although he is a little older. He is already 21 years old this year, and he had a two-star armed strength when he entered school. But this speed of improvement is still quite astonishing.
In today's battle, Wedel's performance was even better than that of other students from Group A.
This guy with a shaved head and gloomy eyes had worked as a mercenary before entering school. He had rich combat experience and was ruthless and decisive in his attacks. He showed no mercy to his former companions. There were several students from D Brigade,
They were all knocked down by his heavy hand.
Although he did not suffer any serious injuries, he was inevitably bruised and swollen.
Regarding Wedel's coldness and indifference, the audience present had mixed reactions. Team D booed, while Team A cheered loudly. Some people frowned, and some smiled. However, no matter what the reaction was, everyone knew that Lin Zi
There are all kinds of birds, this is just a small episode.
What everyone is looking forward to now is the next battle between Brigade B and Brigade E.
In the training camp, most of the best students are concentrated in the S Brigade and the A Brigade. If it were normal, let alone the E Brigade, which is known as a waste concentration camp, even the B Brigade's competition would not attract much interest.
And the reason why they were looking forward to it was because of the kid who turned the first training camp upside down—Roy!
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"It's our turn."
Standing in the entrance channel, looking at the bright light at the entrance of the channel, and listening to the roaring sound like a tsunami from the bowl-shaped stands, Giles swallowed a gulp of saliva, turned around and said to his companions behind him.
"Damn," Griffin's cheek twitched and he cursed, "Why am I so nervous?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a burst of neat footsteps came.
The students from Team E turned around and saw that the participating students from Team B had already walked over. When the two sides passed each other in the narrow passage, the shoulders of several students from Team B deliberately bumped into those of Team E.
On the body.
The two sides stared at each other, their eyes full of provocation and unwillingness to be outdone. The confrontation did not end until the figure of the last student from Team B merged into the bright sunshine at the entrance of the passage and the cheers that suddenly rose in the arena.
"There's nothing to be nervous about," Roy tightened the belt of his armor and moved his limbs amid the commotion, "We have to have confidence in ourselves."
The students looked at each other, their expressions obviously relaxed.
In fact, it's no wonder that they are nervous. This game is actually too important to them.
From where they were in the passage, they could just see part of the bowl-shaped stand. It was the worst-located stand in the entire arena, and the people sitting there were none other than the students of Team E.
Since Diarra took charge of the academy, this kind of thing has happened frequently. No matter what the event is, Team E will always be arranged in a corner. Even in the circular stands, they can only sit in a seat exposed to the scorching sun or without a tarpaulin.
.
This has become a habit. Not only do others take it for granted and take it for granted, but even many E-Brigade students themselves have become numb.
It wasn't until Kameni's arrival, until the moment Roy beat up Klaus, that this stagnant water started to stir up trouble.
Although it is only a competition for ten people, there are at least more than twenty people standing next to everyone at this moment. Even if they cannot play, they are still willing to help their fellow competitors put on their armor and serve tea and water.
And in the stands of Team E, there are countless expectant eyes looking this way at this moment.
No one wants to be looked down upon, let alone those who stand out from millions of peers.
Team E has been known as the Waste Camp for too long. Year after year, they have been excluded from the top ten in the Team Challenge.
The resources that originally belonged to them were taken away from them openly. At the end of the competition every year, they had nothing but the title of trash and the contemptuous looks from other teams.
Today, although they didn't say a word, everyone knew that they were waiting.
‘Let’s go.’ Roy took a deep breath and strode out of the narrow passage first.
Everyone followed Roy, and as soon as they walked out of the passage, they found that the enthusiastic sound suddenly stopped as if it was suddenly strangled by an invisible big hand.
The stands that had always been bustling with activity felt an embarrassing silence at this moment.
What was even more embarrassing for all the members of Team E was that after a brief silence, several spectators on the opposite side suddenly erupted into a burst of boos.
Several well-known aristocratic groups in the academy all took advantage of this moment and showed Roy a thumbs down gesture.
'Coward, get out of the academy.'
'We are ashamed of you!'
‘Get out!’
Although they had known for a long time that major noble groups had frequent exchanges in recent times and seemed to be brewing something, they still did not expect that they would suddenly attack in this way at this time.
The leader of the second grade class is a tall and thin young man wearing a long purple coat.
His name was Hector, and he was born into a powerful earl family in Lullian. His mother was also a close friend of the Marquise Joyce.
When Scarlett and others were here in the past, Hector and the others did not get along well with them. On one side were the local nobles and on the other side were the powerful foreign dragons. The two sides fought openly and secretly and refused to give in to each other.
However, when it comes to Roy, Hector and Scarlett are on the same side. Especially after the Scarlett group was defeated by Roy, almost all the people who used to rely on Scarlett defected to Hector's group.
Normally, this would be a good thing, but now it's like putting Hector on the grill.
With the changes in the atmosphere of the college, the days when the aristocratic children used to be bossy are gone. Their control over the civilian students around them is getting worse and worse. On the contrary, the civilian children are becoming more and more motivated and
The less humble and arrogant you are, the more energetic you will be.
In the academy, the trench between the aristocratic children and the common people was filled up, and the status became more and more equal. All of this made the aristocratic children feel awkward and embarrassed.
As students, they are more open-minded than other nobles. The spirit of compassion required by knights also makes them always sympathize with the weak. Many people will voluntarily go when participating in the annual practical trials or graduation tours.
Help the weak and fight injustice.
However, after all, this is a world with clear hierarchies. The education they have received since childhood is that the distinction between nobles and commoners is insurmountable. They sympathize with the weak only on their own volition. But once the commoners who are usually submissive and humble, they are quite
They won't be able to accept it if you straighten your waist and become equal to them.
After the prom battle, the college was in a turmoil. The conflict between the nobles and the common people was already sharp. In addition, during that period, many teachings were biased towards the common people under Diarra's instructions, adding fuel to the flames, which made the nobles' children feel anxious.
The resentment is getting worse.
After discussing in private, they can accept equality with civilian students. But they must take revenge on the person who started all this!
As the current second-year leader, Hector is different from Scarlett. As a princess, Scarlett is born with a dazzling aura. She has the capital to be confident when facing any opponent. However, it is precisely because
Too confident. Scarlett was beaten to death by Roy at the dance, challenged her to a gambling match, and suffered a painful loss.
Hector is a local nobleman. Although his family is quite powerful, in this environment, no one will offend others easily. Therefore, his way of dealing with things is more tolerant and calm. In addition, Scarlett has learned from the past. In this environment, there is no absolute
With confidence, he would not choose to have a direct conflict with Roy.
In the past period of time, faced with the changes in the academy, Hector chose to stay away from the limelight and wait for the opportunity. Under his restraint, the noble children also swallowed their anger and came late and left early except for necessary training courses on weekdays.
, completely becoming invisible in the academy.
Hecott thought clearly. He knew that, logically speaking, Roy had the commanding heights.
There was Grand Duke Solan's instruction that all nobles and civilians were equal before, and then there was the challenge and bet he held tightly at the ball. No one could make a mistake. The slap he slapped on Scarlett's face and his
Regarding the interpretation of true nobility, even many noble children themselves agree with it.
Therefore, he had to wait. Wait for this guy who kept saying what a noble should be like to make a mistake.
Hector's hard work was not in vain, and the waiting time was not long. Just when the internal challenge was about to come, the sword inserted at the gate of the academy by the Lanlithians made every member of the first training camp feel humiliated.
Hector's counterattack ushered in a golden opportunity.
Today is the day when they collectively launch an attack!
At this moment, in addition to the second-year aristocratic students headed by Hector, all the major aristocratic groups among the third- and fourth-year students also stood up. Looking around, the top ten aristocratic children groups stood up to denounce
Roy's, there are actually quite a few of them.
With their influence, coupled with the unanimous support of other students from S Brigade and A Brigade, Roy, standing in the arena, became the target of public criticism!
Amid the overwhelming condemnation, the atmosphere changed, and so did people's faces.
Tang Xiaoben, Nicole, Luke and others suddenly stood up and fought back fiercely. The grumpy Meng Meng and Eric even started a fight on the spot with the guy next to them who yelled the loudest. At the VIP table, Supervisor Boer
Their faces were ashen, and several supporters and elders also denounced the absurdity.
Diarra, Farley, Kameni, Hessen, the two deans of the second and third training camps... everyone in the stands had a different reaction. The entire arena was in chaos for a while.
However, no sound could cover up a huge roar.
"Get out!"
Roy raised his head and glanced across the stands.
From the day he rejected Kevin's challenge, he knew that such a moment would come. Therefore, compared to the indignant Griffin and others around him, he seemed unusually calm.
He saw that under the leadership of the noble disciples, at least a thousand people stood up in the bowl-shaped stands, shouting at him at the top of their lungs and waving their fists.
He saw Morey from Team S giving him a thumbs down gesture.
He saw the contemptuous and teasing smiles on Diarra and Farley's faces.
He also saw...
Roy's eyes passed over the worried Ling Shuang Lingxue, past Gustas and the worried-looking dark camp instructors, past the angry Tang Xiaoben, and past the blushing Nicole, Julie, etc.
All the people he knew finally fell on the pale-faced Anne sitting among the noble children.
Compared with the other angry-looking aristocratic children around her, Anne, who was sitting, looked lonely and dazzling. A girl was pulling her, trying to persuade her to join the ranks of the aristocratic children. On the other side, several aristocratic children looked at
Her eyes were already quite dissatisfied.
Roy knew that Annie's life had been very difficult since his identity was exposed.
As the daughter of Baron Borabel's family, she naturally knows the little handymen in her family very well. If Roy had a conflict with the noble children, she would have scolded him as a lady, or at least put his
To tell the truth, the noble children are not so passive.
But unfortunately, Anne didn't say a word. It wasn't until Roy's identity was exposed that the noble children knew that she had known him for a long time.
In the eyes of the aristocratic children, this is a kind of estrangement and a kind of betrayal. This proves that Anne has not truly integrated into them until now.
They were courting Anne because of her beauty, but deep down in their hearts, they couldn't help but feel arrogant when facing a run-down nobleman in the countryside. But when they suffered a loss and became angry with shame, they discovered that this woman didn't even have a new dress.
You can imagine the annoyance in their hearts when this girl actually still had reservations about herself. If it weren't for Anne's really fascinating appearance, I'm afraid they would have excluded her long ago.
Roy has not seen Anne alone for a long time since he rejected Anne's suggestion to apologize and bow to the noble children last time.
However, not meeting does not mean not caring.
For him, Anne was a friend, the daughter of Baron Brian whom he admired, and a symbol of his passing youth. She once sat on the haystack, dangling her feet and talked to him, and she also used to tease him for successfully teasing him.
And I was overjoyed. These, like Tom's smiling face, are his most precious memories.
Seeing Annie at this moment, Roy suddenly felt distressed.
Annie, who was wearing a light green skirt, was pulled by the girl next to her. If the girl was trying to persuade her before, now it was almost forceful.
Anne bit her lip tightly. At this moment, she was not the cunning and charming girl Roy was familiar with. Nor was she the girl who was walking among a group of obsessed suitors, with her skirt flying but slipping like a beautiful little skirt.
Carp, the prom princess who is hard to touch and catch, and itchy and unbearable.
She looks so embarrassed and helpless now.
The eyes of Roy and Annie met. In those few seconds of looking at each other, Annie's face turned cold, she stood up and raised her swan-like graceful neck to him arrogantly, although she said nothing.
He has taken practical actions to join the ranks of those who denounce him.
The aristocratic children around Anne smiled. The corners of Roy's mouth also curved. The aristocratic children smiled because the stubborn Anne finally gave in. And Roy's smile was because he knew that she was still a clother.
The precious daughter of Baron Lane, the most beautiful and proudest person in the three surrounding counties.
Roy withdrew his gaze. Ignoring the people in the stands, he led the team to the center of the arena.
As the captain of the team, he must accept the referee's warning before the game together with the captain of team B, Allen, and make a commitment to a fair and friendly game.
The person presiding over this game was a bald referee on the referee's bench. Roy didn't know his name, but he knew that this guy was the coach of Team A.
"Listen, kid," the bald referee was obviously not very friendly to Roy. When he came up, he directly scolded Roy without talking to Allen, "Since you don't dare to accept even one challenge, I don't think you are qualified to participate.
In this game, I suggest you just admit defeat, so as not to embarrass the academy again in front of outsiders."
The words of the bald referee made Alan, the captain of Team B, stunned for a moment, and then beamed with joy.
Although he was not afraid of the guys in Team E whose average strength was one to two stars lower than his own, he was unable to fight back against Xia Li and others who were able to beat up the top second graders. In the end, he defeated Si with magic versus magic.
Carrie's Roy, he was somewhat frightened.
For this competition, Team B designed several tactics against Roy. However, they did not expect that such a change would occur when the battle began.
Listening to the surroundings, there were all boos and heckles towards Roy. It is not an exaggeration to describe the e-Team as a target of public criticism. And the referee, who was supposed to be impartial, actually directly suggested that Roy withdraw from the game. This was simply clear.
Roy, you can't win even if you participate.
This game hasn't even started yet, and the winner is already clear.
Roy was also a little dazed. The other party's shamelessness was completely beyond his expectation. You know, this is an academy that trains imperial knights after all. As instructors, they changed the game and formulated the lineup, and they played all kinds of tricks without the master saying anything.
What the hell. This bullshit referee actually did something like this.
Do you really think I am easy to bully?
After coming back to his senses, Roy felt an unknown fire rushing up from the bottom of his heart. He narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at the bald referee.
"What?" The bald referee met his gaze and sneered, "Did I say something wrong? Do you want me to apologize to you?"
Apologize? How could Roy give him such a chance?
He grinned. The expression on his face was like a clear spring turning into a puddle of paste. It instantly turned into a confused look that made people angry and insulted. He shook his head quickly and said with a sincere expression.
, "There's no need to apologize. I'll just treat it as a fart."
Hiss, as Allen gasped, the joking smile on the bald referee's face suddenly froze.
"What did you say?"
The bald referee's voice was almost squeezed out from between his teeth.
The instructor of Team A is naturally a member of the Diarra family. In fact, including him, five of the seven referees in this challenge are from Diarra. Their existence,
Together they form the final insurance to prevent another accident in this game.
As the executive referee for the battle between Team E and Team B, Baldhead had long known that Roy would not be able to withdraw from the game on his own initiative. The reason why he said those words was entirely based on his status as a referee, and he wanted to give this kid a lesson before the game started. By the way,
Put a little pressure on him. Expect him to freak out in the fight.
After all, in this brigade challenge, anyone with a discerning eye can see that many aspects are aimed at the e brigade, or even directly at Roy. The changed competition system can be explained by the tempering battle formation. The designated matchup list. The temporary addition of magicians.
It makes sense.
But in the game, it is unjustifiable to suppress Team E as a referee.
And if Roy himself performs abnormally and shrinks his hand, then he just deserves the loss and has nothing to do with the referee. Of course. If Roy is not affected, it doesn't matter. For the bald referee, this is just a waste.
Just some saliva.
As for Roy's reaction, he didn't think about it at all. As a player, could he still brag and glare at the referee who dominated the game?
But what he never expected in his dreams was that Roy not only dared to stare, but even spoke to him like this.
"I said," facing the bald referee, Roy stood up with his chest raised and his neck held high and aboveboard. "You don't need to apologize to me, I'll just take it as a fart!"
This time, Roy's voice was much louder than before.
If the three of them were standing in the center of the arena just now, some distance away from the audience, and there was so much noise around them that no one could hear what they said clearly, then now Roy's voice can be heard word for word.
In the ears of everyone around.
The huge arena became silent starting from the nearest row. After a moment, the entire arena became quiet. Although many people didn't know what happened, Roy's words still made everyone stupid.
Eye.
That is the executive referee of this game!
What was he talking about?
When someone farts?!
Under everyone's stunned gaze, Roy blinked and asked seriously, "Mr. Tutor, do you want me to say it again?"
"Okay...okay...very good..." The bald referee was so suffocated that his face was livid, and it took him a long time to come over. He smiled angrily, "Since you..."
As soon as he opened his mouth, Roy interrupted him impatiently, "Mr. Tutor, you talk too much nonsense. Do we want to compete or not?!"
"presumptuous!"
"It's simply too arrogant."
"You dare to speak like this to your teacher, you must be severely punished!"
The arena that had just quieted down erupted into an even louder uproar than before. The huge sound swept the entire stands in an instant. The teachings of Diarra's line and the group of noble disciples seized this opportunity and shouted harshly, setting off another denunciation.
Roy's a**.
But this time, even Gustas and the others, who had been silent all this time, couldn't help but frown.
However, they don't think it's a problem for their precious disciple to speak rudely. There are some guys in this academy who just deserve to be scolded. As teachers, they themselves are not standing upright and acting dishonestly, fighting for power and gain, and are full of selfish thoughts, so why should they be human beings?
A teacher's role model makes people respect him?
Everyone just thinks that Roy is usually very smart, but this time, he is a bit more naive.
The bald guy was worried that he couldn't justifiably favor Team B. But Roy's words gave him a perfect reason.
As a player, if you dare to offend the referee, even if you do something obviously unfair, everyone will understand.
This is your own fault!
Sure enough, after a while, the bald man came back to his senses. He sneered and announced the start of the game. After saying that, without saying much, he returned to the referee's seat with a roll of his sleeves. He put on a look of resentment and was determined to take advantage of the situation.
The authority taught Roy a lesson.
Everyone turned to look at Roy worriedly, and couldn't help but be stunned.
The horn for the start of the game had already sounded. During the long and deep horn sound, Roy looked around and raised his middle finger to the group of aristocratic children who were booing him and making thumbs down gestures.
This was his answer.
Like a young lone wolf, facing a pack of beasts, he raised his upper lip and exposed his white fangs!