When the Archer saw his first opponent, he couldn't help but secretly rejoice. To be honest, he didn't have much hope for this student council assessment. If the Swordsman Department could still resist the dark rule of the Magician Department, then the Archer Department had always been the role of the Crown Prince. It wasn't that they didn't work hard enough, it was just that their own strength was limited.
It was a very embarrassing fact that the Archer Department hadn't had a Grade 2 profession participate in the Student Council assessment for 27 years in a row. Although he performed well in the first two assessments and got a good score, he was very clear that once he entered the actual combat stage, he would definitely be doomed.
However, this didn't mean that he didn't have any thoughts about the change of student council. Especially when he found out that his first opponent was a freshman who wasn't even a professional, his heart suddenly warmed up.
Of course, he had heard of Robb's deeds. He knew that Robb had once wreaked havoc at the Student Union's freshmen welcoming ball, and had even defeated two Grade 2 Magicians by himself. At first glance, this battle record seemed rather frightening, but at the same time, he had also heard that this fellow was only more formidable when dealing with Magicians. When it came to other occupations, he seemed to have completely lost that magical aura. Although the Swordsman department had given him the qualification to advance without having to take the preliminary test, they did not have much hope for him. They were more hoping to use him to deal with the candidates of the Magician department.
The Archer felt that his opportunity had come. If he could easily win the first battle and enter the second battle in full condition, then he would encounter an opponent in poor condition in the second battle. Then he would have a chance to win two battles and maintain a good condition. In this way, he would enter a virtuous cycle, and the following battles would be more and more smooth.
Although he knew that this chance was very small, success was originally a matter of strength and luck. If strength wasn't enough, luck was also possible. As long as he could finally mix into the management of the Student Council, then he would become the hero of the Archer Department. In the next three years, his school life would undergo earth-shaking changes. Not only would there be many girls who liked him, it would also be easy for him to find a job after graduation.
Thinking of this, the Archer couldn't help but feel excited. However, at the beginning of the battle, he was still very cautious. The more eager he was to win this battle, the more careful he was. He didn't want to let this fat piece of meat escape from his mouth. So in the early stages of the battle, the two of them mainly tested each other.
The archer quickly measured the basic attributes of a certain person, such as strength, speed, and agility, and found that it was just as the rumors said. Aside from his movement technique and reaction speed slightly exceeding that of an ordinary person, his strength was not even at the level of a first-grade professional.
Archer Hand was overjoyed. If that was the case, then he would accept this victory without hesitation!
At this point, he no longer hesitated. He pulled the bowstring with confidence and shot out seven arrows in a row in just three seconds. This technique even had a special scientific name for it among archers. It was called Seven Stars Aligned, and it was considered a rather coquettish operation.
It was difficult for an ordinary first-grade archer to use this technique. From this point of view, he was actually quite good at it. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been selected to participate in the Student Council's generational assessment. From his previous observation, he could infer that the guy opposite him would not be able to escape such a series of shots.
However, to his surprise, when someone saw the rain of arrows above his head, his face did not show any panic. The future Supreme Magister Your Honor took off the Mithril Gauntlet on his hand unhurriedly. After that, as if he had been released from a seal, his speed suddenly doubled. Instead of retreating, he rushed forward and used the sword in his hand to deflect the two incoming arrows.
At this moment, the archer was in a state of complete confusion. In addition to the fact that he had forced himself to use a high-level skill, the burden on his arm was still very heavy. Now, his entire arm was in pain, and he could not make any effective defense at all.
In the next moment, Rob had already rushed in front of him. The future Supreme Magister Your Honor was still relatively polite. In the end, the weapon he chose was only the hilt of his sword. However, when he stabbed the lower abdomen of the archer, he almost threw up the breakfast he had just eaten.
The archer immediately curled up like a shrimp, rolling on the ground while clutching his stomach.
What's worse was that he still couldn't figure out what had just happened. In just an instant, not only did his opponent's speed, agility, and strength all seem to have increased by leaps and bounds. That sword thrust just now was definitely at the level of a professional.
Although it was very rare, it was indeed possible for a non-professional to surpass a professional in a certain attribute. However, it was absolutely impossible to surpass a professional in all attributes, so there was only one explanation.
The archer was in so much pain that he could barely breathe, but he still struggled to the side and said to the referee, "He … he cheated!"
Seeing the scene just now, the referee was also very surprised. At this time, he also had doubts in his heart, but he still patiently asked again, "Are you sure you want to report him for cheating? If there is no problem after the inspection, then according to the rules, you will be deducted 20 points."
The archer did not care about this, because even if he did not deduct 20 points, he had lost the first round so badly, and there was an 80% chance that he would not have a chance in the next round. At this time, it was better to give it his all, and there was still a glimmer of hope.
In the end … naturally, nothing was found.
Did Rob cheat? The answer was, of course, yes. The future Supreme Magister Your Honor was very clear about the level of his strength as a swordsman. Unless he fought against a magician in every round, he would not be able to beat anyone else. Since he wanted to fight for the position of an officer, naturally, he would not be unprepared.
This thing had always been on the research list of the Magic Association, but basically, it was still a conceptual item. There was only a theoretical model, and the precision of the production was so high that it made people's hair stand on end. Rob had recently moved to a new laboratory, and with a batch of top-notch equipment and instruments provided by D 'Adarion, he was able to make this new thing.
This soybean-sized magic device was complicated to make, expensive to make, and could only be used once. Apart from cheating, it seemed that there really was no other use for it. It was no wonder that the Magic Association's work on miniaturization of magic devices had not made any progress. It seemed that the group of magicians in the Association were very clear that if the cost could not be reduced, even if they made a miniaturized magic device, it would not make much sense.
For example, the magic device that Rob was wearing, the materials used were enough to make two grade 4 magic devices, but in the end, it was only used to record a grade 2 spell – Muscle Strengthening. However, it was not without its advantages. The magic wave caused by the miniaturized magic device was smaller, it was convenient to carry, and after use, it could be thrown away casually. Such a small thing would not be noticed if it was thrown on the ground.
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