519: C519 Seed Contestant

C519 Seed Contestant

Although Min Hai's family was a small one, it was still a little stable.

Min Hai had his family's hope, so he naturally kept his trump card.

Min Hai was no fool. He knew that even though he was a Fourth Order warrior and ranked higher than most of the freshmen, his strength was nothing compared to Lu En's.

Back in the entrance exams, the strength of the fifth step that Lu En and Lin Mo had displayed was well-known among the freshmen.

The other students might not have known, but Min Hai had taken the exam at the same time as the two of them.

However, Min Hai was not the type to willingly submit to others. In this battle, he would use Lu En as a stepping stone to become famous in the Royal Academy.

"There are no rules, no restrictions. Only when you admit defeat or until the outcome of the battle is decided will there be no limits."

The referee looked at the two of them separately, and after he finished speaking, he made a gesture to start.

Lu En held the Ice Sword in his hand and looked at Min Hai coldly. He didn't have any intention of attacking first.

Min Hai slowly paced to the side. While he kept changing his position, he was also looking for an opportunity to attack.

"Worthy of being in second place, he's not stupid."

Lin Mo nodded to himself, admiring Min Hai's way of handling the situation.

Facing an opponent like Lu En whose strength was too far apart, attacking recklessly would only expose one's shortcomings, and would make it easier for them to fall into a disadvantageous position.

Min Hai also used a special weapon. It was not a normal knight weapon, but two long hooks.

This hook not only had a sharp point, but its entire body also had a sharp blade.

When it was used, it could be used both as a hack or a hook. Indeed, it was much more nimble than a blade or sword.

But even so, from Lin Mo's point of view, he basically did not have any possibility of defeating Lu En.

After all, the suppression of strength was still there. Unless Min Hai had some secret technique or precious artifact that could make up for the gap in strength.

"What are you doing? They were clearly first and second place, why didn't they dare to go up?"

"That's right, that's right. The evaluation is only halfway through, isn't this delaying everyone's time? "

"Teacher!" Can you make them start the match as soon as possible! "

Min Hai couldn't find an opportunity to attack and Lu En was too lazy to attack first. This made the audience extremely anxious. Some students even shouted at the referee, hoping to urge the two to start the fight quickly.

"All of you, shut up! We will quietly watch the competition! "

Bai Ao let out a loud roar, which was like a clap of thunder. The jeering students immediately became listless.

Although these freshmen could not understand what was going on, the teachers were very clear about what was going on in their hearts.

In fact, the match had already started from the moment the shout came out. Although Min Hai and Lu En didn't move, they had already started a battle of strategic vision and patience.

"Forget it, let's end it early."

Lu En sighed. He breathed out a lump of ice-cold mist, raised his sword and rushed towards Min Hai.

It began!

When Lu En moved, everyone's eyes immediately focused on him.

Lin Mo's dual magic and martial arts cultivation was not something that everyone was aware of. Most people only thought that Lu En was the only Spellblade in the Knight Academy, so they naturally paid attention to her methods.0

After all, knowing oneself and knowing one's enemy was enough to make one invincible in battle. Especially a seeded contestant like Lu En, who was even more highly regarded.

Lin Mo turned his head to take a look. Not only were the seats of the freshmen filled, even some of the seniors had specially rushed over to watch Lu En's match.

Min Hai also felt the increase in the audience, but he didn't dare to turn his head to look.

This was because he knew that as long as he was distracted, he would definitely lose.

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