Everyone fell silent when they saw Riel being knocked over by the black cat.
Riel had won the previous match beautifully and elegantly.
How could he have been defeated by a cat during this match?
The most infuriating thing was that his opponent Betta had actually won by lying down and drinking Cola.
Who in the world could take this?
Instantly, many voices of protest came from the training room.
However, the bald headmaster cleared his throat and said.
"It's completely reasonable for Betta to send his demon companion to compete."
"There's nothing wrong with that."
"Think about it, if an exorcist were to participate in this competition, wouldn't we admit defeat instantly?"
"So Betta's actions were completely in line with the rules!"
After the bald headmaster finished speaking, the protests gradually died down.
Actually, everyone knew that this was completely in accordance with the rules.
But seeing Betta's extremely relaxed appearance made them very unhappy.
The others fought to their death in this competition.
But he could just lie down and drink Cola.
He felt so psychologically unbalanced!
However, no matter how unbalanced it was, the outcome was already determined.
The next round of contestants were Lilia from the Association of Mages, Ceso from the Demon Hunter Union, Kirk from the No. 1 Middle School in New York City, and Betta from the No. 1 Middle School in New York City.
This year, two out of three students from New York City's No. 1 Middle School made it into the top four.
Riel, whom many had high hopes for, was kicked over by a cat.
As for the church.
This year, there were no outstanding disciples.
So losing was nothing.
Initially, Cardinal Cathy had wanted to find the mysterious person and take him in as a disciple.
Who knew that Infiniti would say that the mysterious person was in school.
However, in the eyes of Infiniti, the mysterious person was actually Annie.
Unfortunately, Annie was eliminated.
This also made Infiniti wonder if he had guessed wrongly.
However, since he had already accepted his disciple, this would be considered fate.
He wouldn't chase Annie away.
The next round of the competition continued in the same manner.
However, there was an additional half an hour of rest before they started.
After all, these four participating disciples had just had an intense competition.
They definitely needed some time to recover, but of course excluding Betta
This kid just won the game by drinking Cola, he definitely didn't need time to recover!
Every disciple returned to their own resting area.
The leaders of the various organizations were giving their disciples treatment and allowing them to relax.
Except for Betta, of course. The kid had just won while lying down, so why should he relax?
The church and the Cannon Master Association were more relaxed.
After all, there was no need for them to participate in the competition anymore. They just had to sit down and enjoy the show.
New York City No. 1 Middle School Rest Area.
Principal Infiniti and the bald headmaster walked over.
Infiniti looked first at Kirk with a look of admiration and encouraged him.
"Kirk, as expected of Colt's grandson, you indeed have great strength."
"Do your best in this round. Whether you win or lose, I will reward you."
When Kirk heard those words said by Infiniti, he nodded modestly and smiled.
"Thank you for your encouragement, Mr. Principal. I will not let you down."
The principal nodded in satisfaction and looked at ease upon hearing this.
Then, he looked at Betta.
Betta hadn't taken off his sunglasses yet. He was still lying on the chair and drinking Cola.
Seeing Betta's attitude, the principal was unhappy.
He frowned and said.
"Betta, the teachers are very satisfied that you could enter the top four this year."
"For the next round, you should relax a little."
Betta raised his middle finger without speaking a word.
Seeing this, the principal was about to flare up.
However, Betta's middle finger slowly moved up again and he pushed his sunglasses away to reveal his eyes. He then asked "sincerely".
"Go easy? Why?"
Seeing that Betta raised his middle finger to push his glasses, the principal didn't want to pursue the matter further.
He coughed and pointed at Kirk, who was being massaged and treated.
"Kirk and you are representing our school."
"There's no need for the two of you to exhaust your stamina too much. This will be disadvantageous for Kirk's final battle!"
"Oh…" Betta nodded.
Following that, he asked curiously.
"Principal, I understand. You mean that since we are from the same school, we should work together."
"Therefore, we should just casually fight and preserve some strength. After the other two organizations battle it out, we'll take advantage of the situation with our best state, right?"
"As expected of the principal. Good strategy."
With that, Betta withdrew his middle finger and gave a thumbs-up to the principal, Infiniti.
The principal was stunned.
Although this kid gave him a thumbs up.
But why did it sound like he was being sarcastic?
Thinking of this, Infiniti coughed twice again.
"How… how could this be called taking advantage of someone when they are in a precarious situation?"
"This is tactics! Do you understand tactics?"
"This is all for the school to win!"
Betta nodded and said.
"I understand. I really understand this time."
"You mean that me and Kirk should avoid exerting unnecessary amounts of energy with each other right?"
The principal finally smiled in satisfaction.
On the other hand, the bald headmaster was a little dissatisfied.
After all, Betta was the candidate he recommended.
However, the principal allowed Betta to lose to Kirk on purpose.
How could the bald headmaster be happy?
However, the principal's arrangement was indeed the most reasonable.
Letting one of the two win without a fight was the best strategy.
Therefore, the bald headmaster did not say anything.
However, what Betta said next slightly surprised him.
"I have a better idea."
"A better idea?" the principal and headmaster asked in unison.
Meanwhile, Kirk, who was sitting by the side and receiving a massage, turned his head curiously.
Obviously, the three of them were very curious as to what other method was more reasonable than this.
Everyone looked over.
Betta raised his middle finger again and pushed his glasses.
The principal coughed a third time.
"Ahem. Um, Betta, can you push your sunglasses using another finger next time?"
Betta opened his mouth slightly and for the third time his expression showed that he understood.
He made an OK hand sign.
Then, he retracted his right hand, stretched out his left hand, raised his middle finger, and pushed his sunglasses away.
The entire process was done in a go, without any delay.
The Principal: …
The Headmaster: …
Kirk: …
The principal looked at Betta and sighed.
"What idea do you have? Please say it."
"It's simple." Betta smiled.
"Just let Kirk lose to me on purpose."