Don’t Confiscate My Citizenship: Chapter 224 Ranchi\'s Killing Troop

 Chapter 224 Lan Qi’s Killing Troop

"is it necessary?"

Kuse lowered his gaze slightly and looked at the document handed over by Lan Qi.

 According to the rules of this official competition, there are indeed some disclaimers and risk statements, but when the student council president Monast negotiated with them, it was a fair verbal agreement made by Dean Sfintos.

 At present, this document only lists the specific content of the rules. Once signed, it will have formal legal effect.

The content of the clause is very simple and clear, there are no traps, it is simple, it not only distinguishes between superior and inferior, but also determines life and death.

But with the protection of the extremely high-standard ancient field enchantment spells in the Knights Academy Arena, no one's life was lost.

“Standardize the competition and the contestants should set an example.”

Lanqi said with a serious tone and fairness.

 “Very good, just what I want.”

Kuse's mouth twitched slightly, and he took the document with a vicious smile.

 Although the appearance of the group of people on the opposite side has become a bit strange now, the gap in strength is too obvious, and bluffing and psychological tactics alone are not effective.

With this life and death status, he will be able to take action without any scruples later and let these guys who don't know life or death understand what cruelty is.

After browsing the content and seeing that it was correct, Kusai and other fighters signed the agreement.

Then Kusai glanced at the five people behind Lanqi one by one, as if he couldn't wait to ravage them.

“Then please keep the distance between the two sides first, and after the coach leaves the field, you can spread the barrier and officially start the game.”

The referee put away the "Knights Academy Arena Team Fighting Competition Disclaimer-Risk Information Statement" that had collected the names of ten fighters, and then informed.

"hehe."

Kuse sneered and looked back at Lan Qi before wiping his thumb across his neck. The gesture seemed to be telling Lan Qi that you will be next.

Lanqi ignored him and walked off the fighting platform with the coach's folder in one hand.

 He never wastes his words.

 There were raindrops falling from the dark clouds, and were blown by the cold wind to the barrier of the arena.

As the players all took their seats, the audience's chatter gradually became lively, looking forward to the upcoming competition. Some were holding hot drinks in their hands, trying to dispel the cold in their bodies, while others were holding on to their relatives and friends to share their memories. warmth.

“Now the odds between a fighter from Aloran Royal Academy and a fighter from Ikerita Academy are almost 1 to 6.5.”

“The previous game was terminated in the middle. It was said that the strength gap between the two sides was too great. After all, there is a sixth-level player from Kusai, and the strongest one on Ikerita’s side is only a fifth-level player.”

 “Let’s see if Coach Ranch can bring about any changes.”

Although the momentum of the Icerite Academy side when they entered the scene just now seemed a bit too weird.

 But if you think about it carefully, this may also be a style. As a weak side on paper, it makes the game more suspenseful and interesting.

As the hands on the clock point toward the sky, the sound of the ancient bell tower of Icerite Academy begins to ring in this winter afternoon. The deep, rhythmic clang echoes, and the uncontrollable cheers of the audience in the arena are mixed together. .

The last bell rings through the arena, and the game will begin. Victory and defeat, glory and loss will all be decided in the next moment.

In the center of the battle square, ten contestants faced each other from a distance, and the atmosphere was extremely solemn. As long as one party made the slightest move, it would trigger a violent conflict.

 In this dim arena with howling wind, the confrontation between the two sides became the only focus, and everyone was waiting for the decisive moment of the war.

"Game start!"

 After the third ring, the referee waved and shouted, and the cheers reached their climax. Both sides’ tactics adopted direct attack!

 The ten figures all tentatively approached the front.

The Ichigeri Academy, which was expected to open the distance first and use tactics to fight against the defensive counterattack, even more like a hungry beast.

At the same time, they began to use the only magic props that could be used in this competition, which were the magic cards bound to them.

“Wait a minute, isn’t this a competition between pure fighters?”

There were waves of surprises in the audience.

Generally speaking, fighters who are not good at spells will bring strengthening and immune spell cards in limited card slots in order to maximize their natural strength attributes, fighting skills and flexibility.

However, these guys from Icerite Academy have already put on heavy black armor with equipment cards, and even hold blood-stained giant axes, sickles, and serrated broadswords in their hands. They have terrifying auras and cunning smiles. Like a group of bloodthirsty butchers.

At this moment, the fighters from Aloran Royal Academy who had originally planned to face off against each other stopped in surprise.

Just looking at the eyes of these guys in the distance made other empty-handed fighters feel chilly.

 Heavy-armored warriors can resist and attack, but their disadvantage is that they are bulky. Light-armored warriors are flexible, have high bursts, and have a brittle body.

This terrain looks like a wilderness, but after being framed by an enchantment, it is actually a beast cage. If the heavy-armed warriors are more shameless and cast spells such as ground caltrops, they can even block the flexibility of the fighters.

 According to the rules, there is no prohibition against carrying weapons and equipment cards, but since everyone is a fighter, it stands to reason that they should use weapons such as gloves and arm armor.

 But these are not the point.

What's important is that the eyes of the guys at Ikerite almost protrude from their sockets, and are bloodshot, as if they haven't been closed for several nights. Their pupils are abnormally dilated, looking congested and blazing.

 The muscles on his face seemed to twitch from prolonged tension, his lips trembled, his breathing was rapid, and each breath he took was accompanied by a weird vibrato.

Their heads were shaking as they approached wearing heavy armor, as if they were suppressing the pain and madness in their hearts.

The other party's attire and mental state made everyone in the Aloran Kingdom finally feel the instinctive danger.

 Others don’t act like it.

 They don’t look like actors!

 “Hehehehe, starting to kill the pigs...”

 The laughter of the Fighter Soul members is like the heaviest bass range on a piano, even with a slight metallic sound.

The only thing that can quench their hunger and thirst is the blood and bone marrow of the pigs in front of them.

Loren, who was in the high-altitude stands, widened his eyes and stood up from the table.

 Are these five people really students of Icerite College?

 Say they were Resurrectionists, Loren would have doubts twice.

 Resurrectionists are generally not like this!

 And on the battle square.

"kill!!"

 “Fight!!”

 The bodies of the fighters leaned forward, as if being pulled by the knives in their hands, and they charged at an astonishingly fast rate!

 (End of this chapter)