"Winner, Reynolds!"
Even though the match was not long, the skills and adaptability of the two contestants were top-notch. The audience burst into thunderous applause. Ai Weina was very happy and kept clapping and cheering for Reynolds. Irene sighed helplessly. She did not expect her roommate to win the match, but she had to believe it when she saw him standing on the stage like a winner.
The commentator made the final report, "This was an exciting match. Waschlaki's corrosive attack, flying skill, body protection, and Lightness Technique are not to be underestimated. Reynolds, on the other hand, was smart and daring. He used a trick to lure his opponent to the edge of the arena. Then, he used his exquisite positioning and powerful Sword Qi to force Washlaki to not be able to step onto the arena for ten seconds. From there, he turned the tables around and won. This was a battle where the weak defeated the strong … No, it should be said that it was a battle where the strong met the strong. This was because Reynolds was unharmed even after being hit by two Spiritual Energy Snakes, which meant that he was also a strong person. Also, the sword he used wasn't corroded at all. I still don't understand what's going on. "
Reynolds shook his head. His sword was Dean Randolph's. How could it be damaged so easily?
Waschlaki jumped back on the stage and said dejectedly, "Reynolds, you won." He did not expect to lose in the first round of the knockout round.
Reynolds said humbly, "It's nothing. I just used a little trick. I hope you don't mind."
Waschlaki forced a smile and said, "Reynolds, a loss is a loss. A win is a win. Strategies are also a part of a battle. Also, if the battle went on for a long time, I would be the one to lose. When I saw that the last two Spiritual Energy Snakes could not hurt you at all, I knew that you were hiding your true strength. I'm not your opponent, so I'm convinced! "
Reynolds thought to himself. Even though Waschlaki liked to show off, he was a straightforward person. He did not try to push the blame to others. Not bad. Thus, Renault took the initiative to step forward and hug him. The battle thus ended amicably and satisfactorily. Their appreciation of each other, their demeanor of not being arrogant in victory and not being irritable in defeat, won waves of enthusiastic applause from the crowd. This was a competition in the true sense of the word. Everyone was doing their best, but they were not hostile to each other like life and death rivals.
"Reynolds, I'm convinced today, but that doesn't mean I'll be convinced forever. I'll learn from this lesson and continue to practice my martial arts so that I can compete with you again in the future!" Voschlaki said. Vashlaki's change from "Mr. Reynolds" to "Mr. Reynolds" showed that he had developed a respect for his opponent.
Reynolds smiled and said, "Sure, everyone will learn from each other. Only then will there be improvements."
"I'll definitely defeat you in the next tournament. Wahahahaha …" Vashlaki laughed as he walked away. He wasn't the kind of person who couldn't recover from a setback. After making up his mind, he immediately regained his confidence. It was as if he could already see Renault being defeated by him.
At first, Reynolds was worried that someone who liked to be in the limelight like him would inevitably feel down after suffering a defeat, so he wanted to comfort him. But now, it seemed that his thoughts were completely unnecessary. This person's degree of optimism far exceeded his imagination.
The crowd looked at Reynolds differently now. They were full of respect and envy. Everyone had thought that he would be Vashlaki's first sacrifice, a cannon fodder.
Reynolds could feel pride growing in him, but he quickly suppressed it. Pride was a human's greatest enemy. If it's pride, then it's fine. Reynolds convinced himself and walked towards Iwena and Irene with pride and coquettishness. He was confident that he could end the battle in an instant if he fought head-on. However, this was his first match, and he was in front of Avina. Reynolds didn't just need confidence, he needed to look cool. In the end, he chose the safer and more shameless way of fighting.
"Little Lin, you're so strong!" Ai Weina ran over with a smile on her face. She was like a beauty welcoming a victorious hero, and the audience was more or less the same as the cheering commoners. This feeling made Reynolds very comfortable, and he started to feel complacent. "My Ling 'er is my goddess. With you here, how could I lose?"
… …
This was a match that was extremely useful in stirring up the atmosphere of the stadium. The cheers had reached a boiling point, and the hosting teacher had specially delayed the next match by a few minutes. This was the privilege of the strong.
Irene almost vomited from Reynolds's mushy words. She couldn't help but roll her eyes.
Irene said to Reynolds, "That's definitely not your true strength. You're probably stronger than that!"
Reynolds thought to himself. Of course he was strong, being taught by someone like Randolph. So he smiled and said, "Of course, you'll see in the next match!"
Reynolds seemed to remember something. "Oh right, I remember we made a bet. Now that I win, I get to bathe in dragon and tiger baths, right?"
Irene quickly denied it. "Hey, hey, I said I wouldn't bet."
Reynolds said seriously, "How can a man go back on his words?"
Irene almost fainted. This guy's ability to twist right and wrong was extraordinary. Irene angrily grabbed a rookie student behind her. "Hey, you, sit behind us. You heard what I said, right? I said I wouldn't bet."
The rookie was originally timid, but after being frightened by this sudden turn of events, he was on the verge of tears. "I, I didn't hear anything …"
Reynolds laughed and said, "Brother Shijun, I was just joking with you. Did you really take it seriously? Didn't I say it already? It's okay for us men to be weak. The most important thing is to be strong and immortal! "
Irene and the rookie behind her were about to cry. It wasn't that she was weak, it was that she didn't have any "strength" at all. Irene prayed sincerely. God, please don't torture me, okay? She was the only one in the family who played pranks on others. She had never fallen to this point.
Avina's face reddened when she heard the explicit conversation between the two. She was cursing the pervert in her mind. He's getting more and more shameless …
At this time, the curtains of the next battle had already been drawn. The few of them were chatting with each other, and they were quite comfortable.
After that, they found out that Linka, who was practicing at the same time as Reynold, had also won. In the afternoon, Reynold returned the favor by helping Irene. Linka was a passive person. He only had Reynold and Irene as friends in the academy, so he also came to watch the match. As expected, Eirinn easily won the battle.
Reynolds's luck finally took a turn for the better at night. He was matched against the thirty-eighth ranked rookie in the class. Irene, on the other hand, continued her good luck. Thirty-second, it seemed, would be no problem for her to advance to the next round.
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