ear even more intense and cold."... ""His eyelids twitched slightly, his expression shifting from calm to serious, his lips pressed into a thin line.Asuna also felt the change. Her hands rested on th...Chapter 227: The National Level Major Incident Triggered by Lanchi

"You bunch of despicable scoundrels! Do you even have the spirit to fight!"

Kuse kept retreating, shouting righteously as if he wanted everyone in the hall and watching the broadcast to hear him.

At this moment, he finally understood a saying.

A wall stands between hand-to-hand combat and armed combat.

That is not just a weapon.

...are also instruments of torture and tombstones.

This is the sacred hall form boxing named after Instructor Lance.

Looking at Kuse, who neither wanted to fight nor wanted to lose face by admitting defeat, the deputy squad leader only felt that Kuse was ridiculous, pathetic, and adorable.

The audience fell silent.

These outsiders are not very impressed with the reputation of Bushido Spirit.

"Um... I'll prove it to you all. This technique actually exists. Principal Lan taught North Continent priests how to use it in the Shadow Realm. There's also another technique called Dual-Peaks Piercing Ears of Holy Swordsmanship."

On the dais, Luvishil was trying hard to smooth things over.

Her co-commentator beside her was too scared to reply.

You say she's lost all shame, and she'll still offer logical explanations. But you say she still has face, then she's truly lying with her eyes wide open.

I have no idea what she's made of.

...and the referee's box fell silent.

Loren's palms were sweating, her knees were weak, and she couldn't speak.

He wants to stop the game.

But so far, there have been no violations.

Kuse also did not surrender.

Loren, as a referee, has no right to forcefully interfere with the normal progress of the game.

More importantly, the two old men beside him would not allow him to run wild.

"Oh..."

Here, on the bench for the Ecthelion Academy team, Hypatia looked like she wanted to cry. She seemed tired of being mistaken by the audience as part of the coaching staff.

But, the moment she had sat down was already too late.

"Although if I taught them Five Poison Fist or Sun Fist, they could win faster, that would seem a bit too underhanded. We still need to consider the school's image and let the opponent lose gracefully."

The Ranch reviews.

He still looks very much like a coach, directing things seriously.

"You really think so..."

Huperblyan could probably understand that Five Poison Fist refers to Frey's [劇毒地刺] and that Sun Fist should refer to the light magic that blinds people.

"By the way, where did Frey go"

Huberly paused, then asked Ranchi.

"Wasn't he with you all"

Lanche hasn't seen Frey in two days.

"Well, that's strange. He bet everything, he should be very invested in the outcome..."

Hughbert looked around in confusion. She hadn't seen Frey when the competition started.

But they didn't really care either.

Don't worry, Huberlian. I still taught them some authentic boxing techniques. They'll be enough to subdue Kouse.

"The more you say that, the less I trust you…"

As the two chatted, several figures on the battleground moved like a well-trained hunting party, cooperating to encircle Kuse.

"Die!!!"

Kouse gasped for breath, trying to charge at an enemy and take them down first. However, the cruelty and madness of the Demon Army were on full display. The sickening sounds of bone breaking echoed almost simultaneously, accompanied by splatters of blood.

They seem to ignore Kuse's resistance, each attack being a cold and calculated execution.

Kuse hadn't steadied himself yet, the black silhouette of his heavy sword appearing behind him at some point. It slashed down upon Kuse with brutal force, and he didn't even have time to turn around. His back was cleaved open, leaving a bloody gash.

Another figure emerged from the shadows and seized Kuse's arm, grinning as he held him fast with his immense strength.

Under the relentless siege, Kusé, who had been battered and dazed, finally mustered some strength. But at this moment, he realized that the first thing to do was not to fight back, but to surrender!

Even if he pushed on, he wouldn't dare guess what these crazy things would make him do.

However, before he could speak, a heavy fist from an iron gauntlet slammed into his throat.

"Heh heh, want to surrender"

The deputy squad leader's voice seemed to have dropped a full sixteen tones compared to a few days ago, as deep and heavy as the blacksmith's hammer striking the iron.

"Ah... Ah..."

Kuse clutched at his own throat, saliva and tears of pain sliding down his contorted cheeks, but he couldn't make a sound.

Now you learned how to communicate amicably, right

Accompanied by the deputy squadron commander's voice.

The next second, the figure behind Kuse landed a heavy knee strike to his kneecap, pushing him down to his knees with their hand on his shoulder.

"This is called basic courtesy."

Before Kuse could even process this humiliation, another fighter lunged forward, delivering a devastating knee strike to his eyes. Kuse was blinded, seeing stars.

"This is the shining virtue."

A rush of air and a deafening roar suddenly approached.

Another member of the Ictheiri threw down his heavy sword and slammed both hands onto Kuse's ears, a wave of dizziness nearly knocking him unconscious.

"Listen to the beautiful melodies!"

Several warriors from the fighting team took turns using various martial arts-based Lance skills, almost stripping Kuse of his five senses. Then came the ultimate insult.

Parents in the audience quickly covered their children's eyes.

The scene is too violent.

Loren was shocked and finally understood the seriousness of the situation. He immediately wanted to stop the competition.

But the control terminal on the referee's stand seemed to malfunction and couldn't shut down the barrier to stop the competition.

"How can I control the circuit when it breaks down!"

Lorene's heart pounded, she cried out almost hysterically.

Immediately, he leaped from the sky riding on the wind. The gale seemed to want to sweep away the clouds, and every wind spell he cast resonated with the arena's barrier, gradually weakening its power.

He can't go all out, even if that would allow him to violently dismantle the barrier more quickly. However, it would inevitably harm the civilians in the audience seats!

Time seemed to freeze in that moment, until a subtle tremor echoed throughout the arena. The barrier finally began to crumble.

It was not a sudden collapse, but rather like mist gently blown away by the wind, gradually disappearing into the air.

But when Loren was able to end the contest, it was too late.

This is destined to be a major historical event that will be remembered throughout the ages in Ikteerith.

At the same time, Ikerete Academy's large-scale external activities will be permanently banned by the Ikerete City government.

……

The control room of the Knight's Academy arena.

In a dim room, a tall and muscular figure wearing half-rimmed glasses put down the mouse in their hand and left silently, leaving only the severed circuitry glowing with arcane energy behind them.

Please give me a vote (whispering)

(The End)

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