It was trust. Senior Wang Zhong had treated him as a person he could truly trust!
He was no longer a burden or a fringe member of this squadron, nor was he a mascot!
Barran nodded his head seriously. Taking a deep breath, he walked out of the waiting area amidst the clamoring noises.
"Who the f * ck gave him the right to let this first-year rookie represent our academy?!"
"He actually didn't send Grai up for such a crucial fourth match!"
"Wang Zhong, why don't you f * cking die!"
"Wang Zhong, you pig! Bastard! Traitor! "
The instant he stepped onto the stage, deafening roars of fury and fury filled the air. Along with a few mineral water bottles, Barran rushed over.
Bang Bang Bang Bang!
A half-filled mineral water bottle smashed into Barran's body, but he didn't dodge. In fact, he didn't even seem to feel it. He just stood there quietly, not moving a single inch.
Meeting such an honest person, those who smashed the mineral water bottles felt embarrassed. The clamoring in the surroundings seemed to have quietened down.
What a pitiful child. That traitor Wang Zhong had thrown him out to be the scapegoat. Look at how scared he was. He was so nervous that he didn't even dare to move.
"Barran will be fine, right?" Emily's eyes widened. Those few mineral water bottles had made her feel extremely unhappy. "If I were little Barran, I'd pick them up and throw them back at him!"
Scarlet blinked her large eyes. She wasn't the slightest bit worried about her loss. "Wang Zhong, you've already guessed who will be sent up, right?"
Wang Zhong chuckled. "Rosenberg!"
"Fuck! It's Rosenberg! Adolf's main heavy soldier! "
"Heavy soldier against heavy soldier. The previous match was an assassin against an assassin. This is a repeat of the second match. Can it be any worse?"
"Let's go, let's go. What's there to see? There's no meaning in bullying an honest person like Barran. If you have a temper, follow me to the clubhouse's entrance to block that Wang Zhong! "
"Let's go! Kill that bastard! "
Quite a few people left the arena, but there were also quite a few who hadn't been able to enter. The arena maintained a 70% occupancy rate, but it clearly wasn't as fiery as before, when the aisles were filled with people.
The majority of the remaining people still retained their rationality, and held onto the last bit of pride they had as students of Tianjing Academy.
Rosenberg stood in front of Barran. His captain had chosen him to deal with this little fellow. He felt that it was a bit shameful.
Yesterday, the captain had gathered everyone together to analyze the strength of every single member of Tianjing Academy. This information was provided by Headmaster Bradley, and it was very complete. It even included a recording of the match between the Prodigy Society and Saint Judgement. Quite a few members of the opposing squadron had received high evaluations from the captain, with the exception of Barran. He was the weakest link of the opposing squadron. Rumor had it that two months ago, his Soul Sea had suffered from a collapse type injury.
As for the other newcomers like Scarlet, Grai, Wang Zhong, and Emily, their captains had specially assigned members to deal with them. His mission had originally been to deal with Grai. A heavy soldier would have a certain degree of restraining effect against a light and agile single-handed sword user. However, his opponent had unexpectedly not gone up, and had instead sent out this trash for the 4th duel.
Did he just give up? How straightforward!
To deal with this kind of trash, any substitute member of the squadron, regardless of occupation, would have sufficed. However, the captain had insisted on sending him, the main heavy soldier, up. This was because after this duel, there wouldn't be a fifth duel. He even said that he had to give Tianjing Academy a certain amount of respect.
Alright, who asked him to admire Cecil the most? Since he wanted to give his opponent some respect, he had to be a bit more serious. If he were to appear too casual, the captain wouldn't be happy … Eh?
Rosenberg suddenly sensed a hidden danger, and the messy thoughts in his mind were immediately thrown out of his mind.
As the main heavy soldier of Adolf Academy, his sense of danger was an essential skill to avoid being annihilated.
He felt slightly flabbergasted, as he could feel that this sense of crisis was actually brought to him by that little fellow called Barran. Barran's eyes were staring right at him, appearing as though the entire world had disappeared from his eyes, leaving behind an incomparably eye-catching target. This didn't appear to be the gaze of someone who was about to give up. On the contrary, it appeared to be extremely fierce and wild.
Interesting …
Rosenberg lowered his body slightly and lowered his center of gravity.
When dealing with a heavy soldier, the most effective occupation in restraining a heavy soldier was the heavy artillery. Any other occupation wouldn't be able to gain much of an advantage against a heavy soldier. As for a duel between heavy soldiers, it was even more straightforward. It wasn't like a duel between assassins, where they would constantly be on the edge of death. It wasn't like a duel between ranged soldiers, where both sides would constantly calculate each other's movements and bullet trajectories. Furthermore, it wasn't like an all-rounded swordsman who would exchange gorgeous sword moves.
There was only power!
The clash of power against power, the collision of hot-bloodedness and passion. The strong were revered!
Bang!
Rosenberg's muscles swelled up. Whether it was because of the captain's request or the sharp gaze from his opponent, he decided to fight with all his strength!
His swollen muscles pushed against the armor that covered his entire body, causing popping sounds to ring out.
Barran didn't seem to make any movements or preparations. Other than the solemn expression in his eyes, his body became more and more relaxed.
The scene of him exploding with power and instantly killing the mutated red-legged spider in the small forest was something he had done countless times over the past two months. Scene after scene flashed through his mind. He didn't need to think too much about it, as he only knew one move!
"The instant you superimpose the power of the second stage, the burden on your body and soul sea is rather large. That night in the small forest, you've already grasped the essence of this move. The reason why your soul sea exploded was because you were too tense!"
"Persevere, focus, and instincts!"
"Barran, you'll turn stupid if you keep on smashing into the wall."
"Sigh, this fellow has really been duped by Senior Wang Zhong. How naive. I've never heard of someone being able to unleash an ultimate move by smashing into a wall."
The only response was … Dong dong dong dong dong …
Relax, relax, adjust your breathing, and calm your mind …
Ding!
The bell rang out, and Rosenberg rushed forward like a armored train. His heavy steps caused the entire arena to tremble. He wanted to send the fellow in front of him flying!
At this moment, Barran's eyes suddenly lit up.
He leaned back slightly and took a long breath, as if he wanted to suck in all the air in the entire arena!
Following that, his entire body was like a spring that was fully wound up. With a terrifying speed, he charged towards the charging Rosenberg!
Ba ~ tu ~ lu ~ ~ ~
Barran's eyes were scarlet red, and his voice was as loud as a bell. His deafening roar seemed as if he wanted to send the entire arena flying!
Bang!
There was nothing fancy about a battle between warriors!
The two terrifying, inhuman forces collided fiercely. It was like a comet crashing into the earth. An exaggerated shockwave spread out in all directions from the point of impact!
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