Wen Li's semi-final results were actually not bad.
However, whether or not he could enter the top ten was another matter.
After all, among the fifty people who advanced to the semi-finals, there were also graduates who were beyond comprehension.
When the third semi-final began, another very interesting student was called out.
The vice-captain of the Hell Knights had a proud smile on his face.
"It's finally [Sean]'s turn to fight … Captain, please take a look at this kid's potential. He is definitely the strongest among the young generation of the Holy City. "
Malone supported his chin with one hand and said softly, "Otto, the word [strongest] can't be used casually."
"It's my problem, but [Sean] will definitely not disappoint you, Captain … Moreover, with Sean's performance, the councilors will definitely pay more attention to the development of the underground area.
The National Royal Knight Academy, which had been heavily invested in the construction of the National Royal Knight Academy, will become vulnerable in front of [Sean]. "
The Great Wizard of Hell, Otto, had absolute confidence in the hell kid he had cultivated.
Even though he had seen Han Dong use the Crow Cemetery in the "Hunting Competition", or Abel tear and kill the Hybrid Demon in one blow, Otto's confidence did not decrease.
…
"… Sean Naberius."
When this name was read out, Han Dong immediately reacted.
"Everyone, this is the 'hell kid' I met during the registration. He's very strong …"
After being evaluated as' very strong 'by Han Dong, the whole team naturally stared at the graduate shrouded in a cloak seriously.
There was a slight 'twisting phenomenon' in the surrounding air, which was caused by the scorching aura emitted from his body.
After entering the arena, the results of the draw were immediately displayed — [Imprint, Magnifying Glass and Question Mark].
Unfortunately, this was the case.
This hell kid just happened to draw the most special 'secret word' in the thirteen knight regiments.
This gave Captain Hugo a headache. After all, he had already reported it to the 'higher-ups' before.
There were too few people in his regiment, and there were too many things pressing on his head. He could not arrange for manpower at all.
Who knew that the higher-ups would still arrange the relevant assessment work.
"Charlie, you go … This kid seems to be a student that Otto spent a lot of effort to cultivate. Be careful."
Knight Charlie, who was wearing a pair of depth reading glasses, a checkered shirt, and a small vest, was vexed over the documents in his hands. He did not accept the request given by Captain Hugo.
"Ah? Why me? I haven't finished calculating the final accounts of my projects … Why don't you let Mira do it? "
"Come back quickly. You can hand in the settlement documents later. Mira has more things to do than you do."
"What should I do? I suddenly feel like quitting the guild." Charlie's face was filled with displeasure.
"Sure … Let's settle the debt first. You can leave anytime."
"It's just a joke. Then I'll go … If I can't beat this hell brat, Leader, please don't blame me."
"Why would I blame you … Our guild is at the bottom. Isn't it normal for us to lose face?
However, the group of councilors is watching all of this. If you perform well enough, they might be able to reduce our workload and increase our salary. "
"Yes! Raise my salary! "
Hearing this, the bespectacled young man, Charlie, immediately became interested. He carefully climbed down from the spectator seats.
Many of the spectators and students who did not understand the Secret Word Knights would have doubts about the identity of the bespectacled young man when they saw this situation.
Even if he was a knight, he would definitely be the kind of civilian worker who would not rush to the front lines. No matter how one looked at it, he was too weak.
However, Han Dong stared at Charlie seriously, his eyes full of doubts.
"How can there be so many capillaries in his body? It's almost ten times that of an ordinary person … No, twenty times, or even more … "
Han Dong had a premonition that if he were to fight with Charlie, he might lose in a short time.
"Charlie Leblanc Bermanchev …" Demps silently read out the person's full name. "This gentle image is completely different from the terrifying image ten years ago. His aura has also changed. There should be very few people present who can recognize this knight."
Demps positioned this match as the most valuable match so far.
After adjusting the monolithic bronze mirror, he focused all his attention on the arena area.
…
While the other arenas were in full swing.
Only then did Little Brother Charlie jog over to the arena area. With a panting appearance, he softly muttered, "Sigh … sitting for too long really hurts the body. Moreover, why do I feel a chill in my head … If this goes on, I'll really have to consider leaving the group."
Touching his somewhat 'miserable' hair, Charlie could only shake his head helplessly.
"Sir Knight, can we start?"
At this moment, a heavy and urgent voice came from the opposite side of the arena … This kid from hell seemed impatient. He had been waiting in the underground area for too long.
Now was the best time for him to show himself to the entire Holy City.
Charlie tidied up his sleeves as he answered indifferently.
Whoosh …
The cloak was lifted.
The red iron body that looked like it was hammered out of 'hell's iron drill' was displayed in front of everyone in the audience. Steam continued to rise … The skull mask that was once worn during registration was also taken off at this moment.
There were two broken demon horns on his forehead.
There was also a curved horn on his chin.
A pure gold nose ring was worn on his huge nose.
White gas was constantly exhaling from his mouth.
In addition to his face, this student's body also had many more inhuman characteristics … mainly two points.
1. A pair of huge fists that were far beyond the proportions of ordinary people — pure black, like some kind of rock from hell, and the size of a head.
2. A smooth red tail fell on the ground to improve his balance.
At the same time.
A 'domain' that only an official knight could master spread out.
'Iron Prison Domain': Increases one's own defense and strength, increases the ambient temperature, and weakens the enemy's armor.
Sean's goal was very simple. He wanted to prove his strength to the Holy City by defeating the knight head-on in the arena … Moreover, this was also the basic requirement of the Great Mage of Hell for him.
Using strength to drive speed.
Boom …
When his legs bent and he stomped on the ground with all his strength.
The high-density arena cracked because of this.
Sean charged at the seemingly thin and weak knight at his fastest speed.
The sandbag-sized fist swung out with all his strength, and the surrounding air was torn apart by the huge force … Just as the fist was about to hit Knight Charlie who was tidying up his sleeves.
All of a sudden.
Sean's pupils dilated, and through a special technique, he stopped charging forward and suddenly retracted his fist.
He jumped back with all his strength and returned to his original position.
A trace of cold sweat overflowed from Sean's forehead and immediately evaporated due to the high temperature.
The moment he got close to Knight Charlie.
Sean felt that at least ten pairs of eyes were staring at him … If that punch was thrown, it was very likely that he would be killed.
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