"Can't you think of a way to deal with him?"
"Don't say so much nonsense, hurry up and think about it? Ah! Why are you attacking me for a sneak attack?!"
Feiqi used spells to create a large area of ​​terrain that could not stand firm, resulting in an unexpected situation in the points melee game. Since no one could come up with a way to approach Feiqi, he threw it from afar and was flexibly avoided. It was almost impossible for him to stand firm when he approached, so he could only grab as many points as possible before being eliminated.
This is determined by the competition system. Everyone has to play a three-round melee, and get points based on different ways such as knockout and defeat. The top 50 of the three-round total score advances. Although it is very likely to encounter Feiqi after the promotion, at least you can get the chance to show your face in front of the lord. Moreover, as everyone brainstorms, the longer they persist, the more likely they will come up with a way to deal with him. So, grabbing some points to ensure that they are on the 50-man roster will suddenly become something more important than defeating Feiqi.
Of course, this is just a part of people's thoughts. He really has the kind of stubborn temper and insists on staring at Fitch. A handsome young man took off his golden helmet and held it high in the air, as if holding a certain flag. He is likely to be a child with a lower age order in a certain family, or has learned tactics from the inaccurate stories of the minstrel, thinking that his beautiful face and high shouting can automatically generate some kind of leadership:
"He is only one person. Even if he is the strongest, he is just one person! As long as we join forces and step on the body of the eliminated person, we can kill him! Everyone, follow me..."
No one followed him, but someone took advantage of the opportunity of him taking off his helmet and knocked it down from behind with a stick. The cloth wrapped around the stick should not be fatal, at least the man did not bleed in his head after falling down. But this sudden sudden moment was definitely not easy, and the concussion must at least be moderate.
After such a fuss, no one tried to form a team to defeat Feiqi, and he could start the battlefield harvest. "Please go there first!" Almost everyone was asking him like this. Since being defeated would only give away points and not lose points, the smart people rushed to say: "Give me time to earn more points. If I surrender directly to you later, your points will be higher, which is higher than knocking me down, and it will save effort! Go to the other side first!"
Faced with such enthusiasm, Feiqi blushed. In order to cover up this fact, he threw his mace into the sky, and after it fell to the ground, he moved forward according to the direction indicated by the hammer. There was a wailing in the direction pointed to, and laughing and laughing on the other side. He immediately stumbled and rushed towards the direction of laughter, so there were wailing everywhere.
"This is just driving a pig!" Andrew said with a bit of pain. He had noticed that among the people who were wailing and charging, there were knights from the Lighthouse leader who had to hide their names against the elves, but they were dealt with by his brother in advance. What's this? He said repeatedly: "It's so embarrassing, so embarrassing!"
Gresham looked at Andrew with a strange look. The man who was destroying the ground was your brother. Who are you talking about embarrassing? My knight had already fallen and was eliminated in the first wave. Are you talking about this?
"He certainly won, but using the flagpole to push down all those who are unstable. This behavior is really contrary to the spirit of chivalry and cannot show courage - he completely violated his father's teachings." Andrew sighed. Just as he was about to find a suitable reason to leave here, he saw a team of elves coming to the audience under the leadership of Diderit. He suddenly wanted to know what the elves would view this victory.
Diderit did not hide her surprised expression. She almost lay on the fence at the bottom row watching the "performance" in the venue. When she heard that Feich defeated one of her elves guards, she became interested and happened to be nearby, so she walked here. After meeting the elves who went to find her, Diderit quickly arrived at the competition site and happened to see the ending stage of the game.
The ground was so slippery that even if it was eliminated, no one could leave the venue. In other words, the ground was full of "wrinkled corpses", like a large-scale comedy, which caused the audience in the stands to burst into laughter. Everyone knows that some knights have changed their appearance and participated in the competition, that is, there are knights among the people like loaches in the venue now.
If it weren't for the fear of annoying the Knights, the nobles and the Paladins of the Clan, the Chamber of Commerce would have opened a new bet at this time: Who is the Knight who was knocked off the horse in the field? Amid the laughter, the people off the field gradually came back and stopped struggling to avoid continuing to be embarrassed. So, the "wrinkled corpse" turned into a "corpse", with only Fitch and Benny strolling in it.
"Although I think it's funny, the winner always looks very handsome. What do you think?" Carol Garcia, the future Carol Hall, said, holding Princera's hand. The two of them had just laughed together and commented on who was squirming in the venue. However, the only one worth discussing is the winner, namely Feiqi Bingfeng.
Princela was a little embarrassed. She didn't want to be involved in topics about Feich, especially to communicate with people who had just met once. Carroll was good at talking and polite, and was generous. She was also a relative of the current Grand Duke, so Princela must get close to her. This opportunity is rare, and she didn't want to cause a dismay, so she could only say a few words to Feich.
"He just won the victory by using the advantage that no one is prepared for." Princera thought for a while and added: "I am a little worried. He wrote the spell and counter-spell method on the flag for free to show people. Isn't this too proud?"
"It's such a meaning. However, I think the winning knights are raising their weapons to show off their pride, or are they the same type of pride? The use of weapons depends on people. Think about it, have you ever seen a spell that is so fast?"
The lady's words were heard by many people, and some of them immediately felt a slap in their hearts. As the three Paladins present, Andrew, Gresham and Diderit were able to cast divine arts. Paladin's divine arts focus on battlefield applications. Compared with the priest divine arts, they used some special techniques to reduce the difficulty of casting and increase the speed of casting. Several people began to recall which divine arts had almost twenty-seven rune characters, and then tried to do the movements.
Diderit did not see Feich's casting speed, so he could only listen to the retelling of the elves on the spot. However, the three of them found that their casting speed was at least 30% slower than Feich. A one-line speed gap can determine life and death, and a 30% gap is equivalent to death. But everyone doesn't know if all "magics" are so fast, or is it only greasy.
Feiqi poked the last opponent down and won the victory. He intended to activate the magic sign, so he asked Benny to follow him with the flag around the field. When he arrived in front of the audience, he pretended to have seen the three model lords just now to say hello. He was so enthusiastic that he seemed to have endless things to say - but in fact he was trying to make the flag fly in front of the audience for a while.
"Fech, cast a divine art of the Holy Spirit to protect me." Diderit didn't have that much scheming, and when he was curious, he naturally asked: "Which one is faster with the same number of runes or magic?"
"You can be fast if you are proficient." Feiqi immediately understood what she wanted to know, so he raised the volume openly and said to everyone: "If you get a new spell, my casting speed is no different from others. The reason why the magic is faster is that I have found a way to prepare it in advance, just like the crossbow has been stringed, and it can be fired after taking it over. Of course, it is faster than starting from scratch!"
"Cross Bow? Does this have anything to do with the Eagle School in your Ice Peak Fortress?"
Fitch nodded and said to Didrit: "I thought of this method inspired by the Seal of the Fa. Uh... the specific process cannot be said. According to the Seal of the Fa, I have to keep it confidential. But those who know should be able to see where I learned the action of hitting runes on the magic matrix. Praise the great wisdom of the Goddess of the Thunder!
Under the guidance of the "priest", the paladins praised the goddess in unison, which had already formed a habit. Anyway, they had already spoken out when they were praising her, so Gresham simply came forward. He first congratulated Feich on his victory in this melee, and then asked directly: "Are your magic ready to be applied in Minas Ishir?"
"I plan to open a Holy Word School and add magic courses in addition to daily study. I checked it. Although it is not a job, the Atonement Pastor can also preside over the Holy Word School." Feiqi looked at Diderit and said with a smile: "Minas Ishir does not have a Holy Word School at present. In the past, everyone sent children with talent and want to learn to the Holy Trinity Castle. It is large in scale and good in conditions, and it is easier to listen to the teachings of the goddess. But after the model leader is established, if there is no Holy Word School in the territory, it is difficult to call it a Model?"
"Of course, the Holy Word School is a good idea." Didrit agreed, but changed his subject and pointed to the flag above Fitch's head and asked, "But can your magic be taught in the Holy Word School? How many people do you think will understand these spells?"
"Magic is not something that can be achieved overnight, you have to take it slowly. You are right. It is true that few people can understand spells, but I am sure that magic can eventually be learned by many people and then gradually grow and grow."
"Well... let me think about it." Diderit frowned. First there was a model leader, and then there was a "magic" popping up. Is it a very dangerous change that was not included in the goddess's sect? Her teacher, Bishop Nathaniel, has always opposed selfish things in the name of the goddess, especially against the church becoming an organization like a state power machine. Now, the model leader has taken the first step to control the land and the regime. Is magic going to incubate something new?
When Didlit thought of this, he had a headache. All these new things meant dangers, and the elves finally had a lord on the continent. How much risk can she bear? The elders of the Elf Island have begun to send people, indicating that they are not optimistic about their abilities and are afraid that there will be problems with Minas Ishir. What do they think of magic? Will they interfere?
Elves with super long life respect traditions, and they only like things that have been accumulated over a long period of time. When Feiqi saw the expression of the elf lord, she understood the hesitation in her heart. In addition to being an elf, Bishop Nathaniel, the teacher of Diderit, is also a conservative in the sect, otherwise she would not have clearly opposed the model lord.
"Lord, the Holy Word Academy is the main trunk, and magic is just an embellishment. You must not be anxious about this kind of thing, you have to take it slowly. It's just that with magic, it will definitely improve the combat effectiveness of the territory. Therefore, I want to show it at this martial arts competition. This competition itself is to discover new talents, and magic is only at this level."
This statement is justified, Diderit finally nodded and in principle agreed to Feich's plan.
Diderit's reaction was as expected by Gresham. Feich was able to convince her, which only shows that Feich had a great influence in her heart, which was a factor that must be considered later. There are no new tricks in the elves managed by the elves, and it is difficult to change in hundreds or thousands of years. But Feich was too flexible, like a cunning fox, so he had to be wary of it. He thought for a while, and after a glance at Andrew, he asked: "Does the school run in Minas Ishir only accept people from Minas Ishir? Lord Diderit, there are many things to do in the early stages of the Model Leadership. Should we do this Holy Word School together? Are you interested, Andrew?"
Andrew nodded, then looked at Diderit together. The female elf opened her mouth slightly and quickly gave Fitch a wink. The general idea was: This is your question, you can answer it!
"The goddess's teachings are for everyone. I just have a little research result, so I dare not hide my own personal information. My original intention is to let more people learn, evaluate, and show magic openly." Feich's expression was serious and holy, like a real saint. Although the three lords present knew that Feich was definitely not a saint, they were moved.
"You really decided to selflessly teach all the magic spells?"
"Since I opened the Holy Word School in Minas Ishir, I have limited energy alone and can only recruit students from the model. The specific situation must be decided by the Lord, and peace and friendship are definitely the most important considerations."
"What do you have to do with the students?" Andrew hugged his arms and faced his younger brother who was increasingly unable to understand: "Does the Paladin want it? Does the Priest want it?"
"In addition to piety, literacy is the most basic, and the younger you are, the smarter you are, the better." Feiqi scratched his head: "If there are any other traits, you will have to talk about it after the first batch of students come out. It's too early now."
All three lords nodded. The power of magic is not confirmed by just three singles and a points melee. It can only be said that it has a promising future on the battlefield, a new weapon with miraculous effects in specific scenarios. But whether it can become a force that changes the form of war, we still need to continue watching.
"Your greasy technique is interesting, but are there any other magic?" Gresham asked suddenly, "How about I ask you a difficult problem? If you can solve it, I will support your Holy Word School plan."
"Your support? You are not the lord of Minas Ishir, nor are you the superior priest of Feich. What's the use of your support?" Andrew said with a smile.
"In the entire Model Leader, Anlin's cavalry is the fastest-supporting force. Peace and friendship require the protection of the cavalry." Gresham did not talk about the Holy Word Academy, but talked about the territorial relationship. He looked at Feige and said, "They wrapped you in the middle as soon as they came up. Can you win?"
Chapter completed!