The judge took another look at the little girl in red. As a judge, he had a better understanding of puppets than most of the contestants. Naify's puppet was so strange that he had to keep an eye on it.
Naify controlled the Type III puppet to return to her side. After a simple inspection and confirming that it did not need any maintenance, she smiled and waited for the next match. The qualifiers progressed very quickly. The second and third rounds were completed within an hour. Naify won all three matches. Apart from one broken arm due to a technical error, the Type III puppet had an overwhelming advantage from the start to the end.
The little girl had never participated in any competitions ever since she left Mogra Village. This was her first time participating in an "international" competition, so she was extremely nervous and excited after winning. After qualifying for the main competition, she ran to the audience and instantly cast a levitation spell. She leaped over the three-meter high seats and landed in Roddy's arms …
"I won all of them! Hahahaha! "
Looking at Naify's excited expression, Roddy was also happy from the bottom of his heart. Akasha did not forget to press down on Naify's skirt. "Why do your enemies look so stupid? It's not difficult to win like this! "
"Isn't it Rody's idea? Using the Rechargeable Crystals here is simply cheating … I heard that four of them were sold at the auction house for almost 100,000 gold coins. Tsk tsk, this group of sorcerers really do not lack money."
Merlinsera crossed her arms and explained the reason. The "Rechargeable Crystal" was a revolutionary product. Using it on the Type III puppet was like using nuclear power on a scooter. The problem now was not whether the puppet could defeat the enemy, but whether the puppet itself could withstand the burden of high energy efficiency …
"Let me check the puppet. What you did just now was really amazing!"
Sylvia complimented Naify, who was hanging on Roddy's neck, and smiled sweetly.
This was mainly because the Type III puppet was basically built by Sylvia. She was an expert in High Elf Arcane Puppets, so she had taught Naify many practical things in the past few days. Under their research and discussion, the improved Type III puppet had already broken away from Lachman's puppet system and became a 'monster' that combined the magic technology of both civilizations.
However, in Sylvia's eyes, these were just small toys. What she was really interested in was Naifei's idea of turning the "airplane model" into a puppet. Naturally, Roddy strongly agreed with this idea. Their idea was to first create a "flying model" to study aerodynamics, and when everything was almost ready, they would consider building a real manned aircraft.
But since they were here to participate in the event, Roddy wouldn't let them continue talking about scientific research. He put Naifei down and pointed to the distance. "Erwin and the others are competing. Let's go and have a look. Merlin Sera, when does your match start? "
"It's still early. It starts on the sixth."
Merlin Sera pulled out the charging crystal from the Type III puppet and stuffed it into Naifei's hand. "Keep it safe. Someone has already noticed this thing. Try not to let anyone find it before the match ends. Otherwise, those guys might go back on their words."
She winked at Naifei and followed behind Roddy. "Let's go. I've long been annoyed by those guys from the academy. Erwin and the others have to work hard and make us proud!"
The spoiled Dragons girl didn't care if her words would infuriate the crowd. But one thing was for sure, the Barbarian soldiers didn't disappoint her.
"Hey!"
As soon as they stepped into the "Heart of Steel" arena of Kezmore Academy, Erwin's loud roar rang in their ears. Roddy took a closer look and saw that Erwin was half-naked. His muscles were exposed to the air, and he threw the battle axe in his hand with all his might.
After a full four seconds, the sound of the axe hitting the ground could be heard. At the same time, gasps could be heard … Because he threw it too far, the battle axe landed right in front of the audience!
The "Heart of Steel" arena mainly carried out competitions related to strength. The previous wrestling group had already ended, and Irwin and the other three barbarian soldiers had easily advanced to the next round. The following events were "Tomahawk Throwing", "Weightlifting", and "Carrying Heavy Objects", which were events that completely depended on strength.
If it was in modern society, these events would indeed require a lot of skills. After all, people who specialized in sports would constantly improve their skills. But in this era of frequent wars and low GNP, no one talked about skills. Only "strength" was the truth.
Erwin's Battle Axe Throwing after his Berserk state sent the 15-kilogram battle axe flying for nearly a hundred meters. For the "Crown of Late Autumn" competition, the audience felt as if they were witnessing a human-shaped beast transforming into a human …
"Is he still human …?"
"Was the battle axe enchanted by a mage? It's so light in his hand, there must be something wrong! "
"Request for referee intervention!"
Not only were the audience discussing, but the other contestants in the arena could not sit still. Because if this result was true, there was no need for them to continue competing. They could just pack up and leave. They could throw forty to fifty meters at most, but in front of Irwin, they were really trash.
So the referee paused the competition to check Erwin's battle axe. The result was soon out: the result was valid.
All the contestants covered their faces in pain. However, before they could complain in sorrow, the other two Barbarian soldiers had also thrown a result of 72 meters and 77 meters. This caused the entire competition ground to become silent …
"Battle Axe Throwing" did not have a final. The ranking was directly calculated according to the result of everyone's throw. In this way, the result of the first event of "Crown of Late Autumn" was officially announced: the three contestants from the Kingdom of Karen took the top three.
However, this seemed to be just the beginning. Following that, the 'weightlifting' and 'heavy lifting' were also completely taken over by these bear-like men. Halfway through the competition, the audience in the 'Heart of Steel' arena had already begun to leave the arena one after another. This was because they could all see one fact: as long as the strong men of the Kallon Kingdom were here, there was basically no suspense about the top few in each event.
This scene made Roddy burst out laughing. "I thought there would be crouching tigers and hidden dragons in this competition, but this is what it turned out to be? What kind of standard is this … Erwin alone can sweep them all. "
"Do you think Erwin is weak?" Merinthra rolled her eyes at Roddy. "There's something special about the blood of these Barbarians. They didn't show it in the Glacier Plain before, but after several battles, their strength has quickly risen. Didn't you notice that Erwin's eyes are still clear after his Berserk state? This means that he's a natural 'Berserker'. The upper limit of his future growth is not something that ordinary humans can compare with. "
"You know better. I just thought that these guys are strong," Roddy shrugged and said, "In the end, it's just because they're too strong, not because there are too many weak chickens in these countries, right?"
His voice was not low. Many contestants from the participating countries glared at him, and some even scolded him in secret. But when Erwin came back to greet Roddy respectfully after receiving the prize money and the proof of his ranking, these people were immediately dumbfounded and ran away in an instant …
"Hey, don't care about them. You guys have a good result today. You can choose your prize money, equipment, and holidays. I'll treat you to a drink tonight!"
"Boss has the final say!"
"We'll listen to Boss!"
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