Luciel was stunned for a moment, followed by a burst of joy.
Cross swordsmanship should be the kind of swordsmanship that the magic puppet used just now to draw a cross in the air. It is powerful, at least a low-level combat skill.
It takes at least 50 gold coins to take an elective course of low-level combat skills. It happened that Luciel recently mastered the basic swordsmanship and planned to learn a stronger swordsmanship. This can be said to save Luciel a full fifty gold coins.
"Calculate the time I just fought with the magic puppet."
Luciel said to the chip.
[Sixty-three seconds.]
"That's good.."
Luciel showed a relieved smile on his face. After a minute, even if the challenge was successful, thirty gold coins were obtained.
only...
Luciel glanced at a lifeless look, and there was no more knight puppet that looked like a little bit before, with a strange expression.
It's broken... it should be... it doesn't matter..
Maybe.
Luciel comforted herself in her heart.
"Crunch..."
The door of the small room opened quietly, and the tall and thin handsome boy stepped out, a slight nervousness flashed through his eyes, but he quickly calmed down.
"The people inside are out!"
Someone noticed Luciel's appearance and looked over here curiously.
The freckled teenager walked through the crowd and walked in front of Luciel, looked him up and down with a new look, and said in praise: "That's right, in one minute and three seconds, the challenge was successful."
The person next to him heard the news and whispered.
"Unexpectedly, the challenge was really successful"
"There are still hidden masters among the third graders."
"It looks like this year's third-grade chief student battle is going to be exciting."
Everyone looked at Luciel with admiration, even Marisi looked at Luciel twice.
Luciel looked a little "sorry" in the exclamation of everyone. He coughed lightly and said to the freckled boy: "Um, thirty gold coins..."
"Challenge reward, right."
The freckled teenager suddenly became enthusiastic about Luciel, took out a small metal plate and handed it to him, "Take this to the lobby and find someone to collect it. Are you interested in joining our Swordsmanship Association? Credits and various benefits A lot..."
"I will think about it."
Luciel nodded, took the sign and walked out quickly.
He walked quickly and in a hurry, even looking a bit like "fleeing."
Everyone sighed at Luciel's back, and then Maris stood up.
"Marris' second challenge!"
Everyone suddenly became excited and looked forward to it.
"I don't know how long Maris can last this time?"
"I bet at least two and a half minutes!"
The freckled teenager is also ready to time.
Maris strode into the room under the attention of everyone, with great calmness and confidence in her brow.
The door of the small room closed, but it didn't take long before it opened again.
Maris frowned and walked out.
Everyone was stunned for a moment.
What happened? Is Maris not ready yet?
"Cook!"
Maris yelled, and the freckled teenager hurried up.
"What's wrong?"
"Why doesn't the magic puppet move anymore? Is the energy exhausted?"
"impossible!"
The freckled teenager walked into the room in confusion, "The magic stone I just changed this morning can last at least three days for the magic puppet."
The door of the small room was opened, and everyone saw that the tall and burly demon was standing still on the spot, motionless.
The freckled boy walked in and fumbled for a while on the devil's body, and there was an extra gleaming magic spar in his hand.
"There is energy in the magic Stone, how can it not move?"
The freckled teenager mumbled suspiciously: "Strange..."
"Could it be broken?"
Someone interrupted.
"impossible!"
The freckled boy retorted: "The outer shell of the magic puppet is made of precious magic metal. Knight-level warriors may not be able to break it."
Marisi also shook his head: "I can't do it if I want to destroy the devil's puppet. Only the president can do it."
"That is how the matter?"
Just when everyone was at a loss, there was a commotion around the crowd, and someone cried out in surprise: "President is here, President Bowen is here!"
A tall young man with pale blond hair and handsome appearance, like a natural nobleman, walked through the crowd.
Everyone who saw the youth looked respectful, calling him "Sir President" or "Lord Bowen".
It is Bourne, the president of the Orland Swordsmanship Association.
"What happened?"
Byrne swept a circle of the crowd, nodded slightly with Maris, his eyes finally fell on the silent demon puppet.
"Okay.. It seems to be broken, but suddenly it doesn't move."
The freckled boy whispered.
"Oh?"
Byrne's brows were also slightly frowned, and he strode to the magical puppet.
I don't know where to beat it a few times, and the puppet's chest opened with a click, revealing everything inside.
Everyone then opened their eyes wide.
They clearly saw that the inside of the magic puppet was a complex and sophisticated magic circle, which should be the basis for supporting the magic puppet to exert a powerful strength comparable to that of a knight.
Byrne was also carefully examining the structure of the magic circle inside the magic puppet.
Suddenly, Byrne's eyes stopped.
He saw that a corner of the magic circle was damaged, and it seemed that it had been damaged by some external force.
"Marris!"
Byrne suddenly turned his head, staring at Maris with scorching eyes, and said: "I didn't expect your swordsmanship to have improved so much? It's amazing that the power can pass through the puppet's outer shell to defensively destroy the magic array structure!"
"Uh..."
Everyone was stunned, even Maris was stunned.
Byrne still sighed and said: "Using the shocking power of the long sword, penetrating the defense of the armor and destroying the fragile interior of the opponent.
This is an advanced swordsmanship realm!
Even I just touched this realm not long ago. I can only succeed once or twice out of ten times. I didn't expect you to have walked ahead of me..."
Byrne's eyes were complicated and surprised and said to Maris: "Your talent for swordsmanship is even more terrifying than I thought!"
After Bourne finished speaking, he suddenly found doubts, puzzles, shocks and weird expressions on everyone's faces.
"The last one who entered the challenge seems to be the third grader who just left."
"Mini-level swordsmanship, does the president mean that the third-year student has mastered the junior-level swordsmanship?!"
"This is too hard to believe!"
Listening to the whispers in his ear, Byrne felt as if he had made a mistake.
The freckled boy's mouth was already open wide, his face was full of shock and disbelief.
Maris smiled bitterly, and walked up to Bourne and said: "President, I also hope that I did it. But I'm sorry, my swordsmanship is far from the level you said... "
"You mean, there is someone else who destroys the magic puppet?!"
Byrne blinked, a little surprised, this time it was his turn to be shocked.