Chapter 366
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Half a month ago, not long after Luo Ya's body recovered, a familiar yet special experience made him relive the nightmare that he had almost forgotten.
That was the second time he saw that pair of beautiful but cold eyes after a year. When that pair of eyes looked at him across time and space, Luo Ya's body turned cold and his heart seemed to stop. He only woke up when she left.
Of course, there was no such thing as love or hatred for no reason in this world. Luo Ya wasn't surprised that he was targeted by the Mother Goddess. After all, it was because he had absorbed the power of the Oracles. However, it had to be said that being watched by the Gods gave Luo Ya a lot of pressure and trouble.
That was the problem of Ancestor Estrella.
One of the clues was the [Guardian] Antonio who survived the war, and the other was the "Artificial Elf" Margaret. As Luo Ya had only returned for a short period of time, he hadn't contacted the two parties yet. However, Luo Ya was sure that they didn't have any good ideas.
After so many years, there was still no news of the [Scholar]. The only possibility was that things were out of his expectations. This was also the reason why Luo Ya used the [Goddess of Fate's Advice]. m.
Under the influence of these two forces, Luo Ya set this goal for himself. As he silently chanted his wish, the blessing in the system was successfully activated.
[Activation successful. Blessing effective.]
[Ding]
"Hmm? It's that easy to obtain? "
But … what kind of advice was it?
[Goddess of Fate's Advice]
[Time limit: 10 seconds]
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Looking at the first effect of the [Goddess of Fate's Advice], Luo Ya Akkat was stunned.
Is your butt an auspicious sign?
It's the blessing of the Goddess of Fate. You can't just spout nonsense.
Thinking of this, Luo Ya took a step forward. He took a deep breath, lowered his waist, and extended his leg. In the next moment, he shot a powerful shot at Paul Achman's buttocks.
Paul, whose chrysanthemum was suddenly attacked, was dumbfounded. He only had time to let out a short scream before he was kicked away by a powerful force. The scream of being strangled was not noticed by the music and the noise of the crowd. However, the scene of Luo Ya kicking Paul fell into the eyes of the two girls.
The black-haired boy didn't know that his actions had unknowingly eliminated the anger in the hearts of the two girls in the distance, thus resolving a small crisis. At this time, Luo Ya was observing Paul's parabola, trying to figure out how the [Goddess of Fate's Advice] would affect the goal he set.
Such doubts arose in the young man's mind. Under his gaze, Paul dashed toward the crowd ahead.
At this time, at the end of the crowd, the old man with a white beard, Antonio, was chatting with the scholars of the school with a serious expression. They were discussing the problem of the Challenger Cup that was held once every few years in Leinster.
Every Challenger Cup tournament could be said to be an unprecedented grand event. The impact on the students in the academy was immeasurable. If using the student sports in Luo Ya's previous life as an analogy, it was somewhat similar to a certain island country's baseball Koshien.
But in Xi Ya, in the country of scholars, the Challenger Cup's impact was even greater. After all, in terms of scope, if a sport like baseball was based on all the citizens of a certain island country, then spells in Xi Ya were based on the entire human world. And the winner of the fierce spell tournament only represented one thing, and that was strength.
In the process, they would burn blood and tears, exhaust their wisdom and courage, and use everything they had to challenge the one and only throne. And the winner would also receive unimaginable fame and wealth.
Originally, according to the rules of the previous years, the first years who had no actual combat experience were not allowed to participate. However, the internal and external environment this year was different.
Whether to stick to the rules or to break through and innovate, this was a difficult choice, even for these high-level administrators.
Seeing that the long discussion was fruitless, Antonio, who was stroking his beard, suggested. However, he did not expect that before his voice died away, a figure had already rushed toward him.
At the critical moment, Paul Acheman's figure flashed and descended from the sky!
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