Chapter 1667

Under the gaze of everyone, Senior Sister Judy stretched out her hand to press the thick and long pointer, and suddenly pushed hard!

"Shua——Yue 〃∧Fei＾qun【〓：蚆【＊⒌‖涚×⒍∞〃Participation⌒○private...·Temple 2"

The pointer accelerated instantly and rotated clockwise at high speed.

After nearly a minute, the pointer slowly stopped and finally pointed at the lance!

Judy couldn't help but smile and said: "It seems that the first one to appear today will be our Knights Academy!"

Before she finished speaking, a deafening sound of cheering suddenly sounded in the section of the ring that belonged to the Knights' Court.

Two tall and strong students from the Knights Academy stood at the back and waved flags with knight designs.

The cheerleaders even shouted in unison, and their morale instantly rose.

In the lounge, the five players of the Knights Academy were also inspired by the morale, and the tension and anxiety in their hearts suddenly reduced a lot.

In this kind of game, starting is not a good thing.

But the students at Knights College are never afraid of challenges.

As a second-year student, Witte Gaude has been confirmed to be the first one to appear today.

He stared at the host stage with a serious expression, waiting for Judy to pull out the second college to appear.

But Judy deliberately waited for a long time before moving the pointer again.

The hands rotated at high speed, and then gradually slowed down after more than a minute, and finally pointed to - the crown!

"It's the House of Lords!"

The moment he saw the pointer finally pointing to the crown, there was a sudden "thump" in Werther's heart.

The pointer pointing to the result of the House of Lords indicates that he will face the opponent he least wants to face in the first duel - Dark Dimon!

"Don't panic, you have to face it."

The fifth grade Shrek Holmes came to him, patted his shoulder and comforted him.

But he obviously didn't know how to comfort people, and his force was so strong that it hurt Werther's shoulder.

Werther reluctantly raised his head and smiled: "I know, Senior Holmes."

Shrek Holmes nodded and said: "Come on, I'm going to study my opponent again."

Witt said: "Fifth grade Edwin Clarissa is not an easy opponent to deal with."

Shrek Holmes grinned and said, "Watch me beat his head to pieces."

Witte Gaud finally got some encouragement: "Then I will also rebuild the deck."

After saying that, he found a chair and sat down, thinking seriously.

…

On the host stage, Judy looked at the pointer with some surprise and couldn't help but said: "I never expected that this year's opening would be played by the classic old rivalry of the House of Knights and the House of Nobles. Let's take a look at the specific schedule. surface."

After speaking, she took out a wand and waved it in the air, and the list of contestants from the House of Knights and House of Nobles suddenly appeared in the air.

Ten contestants correspond one by one according to grade.

The first ones to appear were Vit Gaud and Duck Dimon!

Outside the stadium, there was a roar of cheers like a roaring tsunami.

Although Witte Gaud's popularity is slightly less, he is the [Son of the Brave] after all, and he has many staunch fans after simple publicity.

As the son of Valkyrie, Dak Dimon has already become famous. He has so many fans that he is almost catching up with the top star players.

At this time, in the auditorium outside the stadium, the supporters of both sides seemed to be competing with each other, and the cheering voices became louder and louder.

In the auditorium of the circular belt, the atmosphere between the House of Knights and the House of Nobles was extremely anxious. If both sides had a crossbow, the sky would be filled with arrows.

However, with professors from both sides sitting in charge, there will always be no fight.

Lobby of the House of Lords.

After Dak and others learned that the House of Nobles had also been drawn, they all looked solemn and immediately began to think of countermeasures.

The Knights Court is not an easy opponent to deal with.

In the judgment of the players of the House of Nobles, it ranks second in difficulty, second only to the Sorcerer's House.

If they could choose their opening opponent, they would definitely want to face the House of Fools.

Then, after observing the duel between the Knights Academy and the Sorcerer Academy, they faced off against them respectively.

In that case, you can have a true understanding of the current strength of the Knights Academy and the Sorcerer Academy, and you can also plan more detailed tactics to increase your winning rate.

But now that we are facing each other, thinking about what is there and what is not will only damage morale.

And the first match against the Knights Academy is better than the match against the Magic Academy.

Dark looked at senior Franklin Doron, and suddenly found that his whole body was as sharp as a sword being drawn out of its sheath.

Maybe for others, playing the Cavaliers in the first game is not a good choice, but Franklin Doron obviously doesn't care about it.

It can even be said that he participated in this duel just for this match.

Dak was even worried that no matter whether he won or lost this game, Franklin Doron would not be interested in dealing with the next game.

As for himself...it doesn't matter.

In fact, in his opinion, among the three second-year players, only Witte from the Knights Academy is the best to deal with.

After all, Witte Gaud is very similar to him. They both specialize in magic elf cards and don't have much involvement in other aspects.

Moreover, Witt's tactics are also straightforward and extremely lacking in variables.

He's very pure, just intensity.

But the intensity he was proud of was just a joke in front of Dak.

His transformed [Holy Sword Curse] is a variable.

Or maybe there are some hidden cards.

Anyway, no matter what, Dark will go all out.

…

A quarter of an hour later.

The players from both sides entered the venue one after another.

A high platform rose in the center of the open-air duel hall, and the venue was outlined on the platform.

Player platforms rose at both ends of the venue.

On both sides of the venue, there were the commentary platform, the referee platform, and two player seats located directly opposite.

After entering the venue, the players from the Knight Academy and the Magic Academy boarded the player seats on both sides of the venue.

They will sit there and watch every duel between the two branches.

As they entered the venue, cheers of encouragement came from outside the venue again.

Dark sat in the player seat and looked outside the venue, and almost immediately found Alvette, Claire and others.

His mood suddenly improved.

Senior Judy was still on the host platform to liven up the atmosphere.

Later, the commentator and referee of today's game finally entered the venue.

Two minutes later, the commentator took over the conversation after testing the microphone.

Judy finally put down the microphone and sighed quietly.

She has been doing stand-up comedy for a long time...

Before the duel between the Knights and the Nobles is over, there will finally be some time to rest.

But she can't relax completely.

As a professional host, she must watch all the games so that she can interview the winners after each duel.

"But this first duel should not be suspenseful, right? "

Judy glanced at the two sophomores in the contestant's booth and thought to herself.

The majority of people had the same idea, both on and off the field.

After all, Dark Dimon's performance in the Gold Cup was obvious to all. It was not something a normal sophomore could mess with, even if he was the [Son of the Brave]!

Speaking of the [Son of the Brave], one of the two male commentators, the former director of the Duel Club, Joe William, could not help but recall the long-dead [Brave] Brett Gold.

The female commentator beside him, the current director of the Duel Club, Inia Knight, was unhappy in her heart, but she did not interrupt. The partner's words.

Inia was the commentator today, and she also invited Joe William, who was about to graduate, to draw a perfect end to his student career.

The professional ability of these two people must be full, and it depends on whether there will be any problems in cooperation.

After all, their personalities are simply opposites, one is indecisive and the other is bold and straightforward.

Just like now, when Joe William talked about Brett Gold for nearly five minutes, Inia Knight finally couldn't help interrupting and said: "Senior William, now is not the time for Mr. [Brave] to reminisce, you will affect the on-site state of the contestants."

"Inia, reminiscing about the past is to better welcome tomorrow." Joe William said very gently.

Inia's eyes became colder and colder, and she simply ignored William and said to the audience: "The preparation time before the game has been quite long. I believe that the players of the Knights and the Nobles can't wait. Now please invite the two duelists of the first game to come on stage. First up is the sophomore Knight Academy student, Vitt Gold. He entered the school as a "brave warrior" and has lived up to expectations. He will surely bring us an extremely exciting duel. His opponent is also a sophomore, Dark Dimon. As the son of the Valkyrie who is as famous as the "brave warrior" Black Gold, Dark Dimon's talent and ability are second to none. It seems that the shadow of the "Valkyrie" can already be seen in him..."

"It's time to go on stage. "Dak stood up, walked out of the seat, and landed on the elevator.

Almost at the same time, Witt Gode was also coming down from the elevator on the other side.

Dak looked over there, smiled slightly and nodded.

Witt Gode had a serious face, but now he quickly forced a smile.

The two players greeted each other a few meters apart, and then turned to walk to their respective players' platforms.

The Knights' House was on the red side.

The Nobles' House was on the blue side.

Both sides stepped onto the elevator and slowly ascended.

The cheers of the supporters outside the stadium sounded again, like undulating waves.

"Come on, Knights' House!"

"Come on, Nobles' House!"

"Witt! Witt! Gode! Gode!"

"Dak Dimon! Dak Dimon!"

Gradually, only such voices remained in the entire venue.

Bathed in this wave of sound, no matter how timid one was, it was forcibly smoothed out.

"Look, on the red player's platform is [Son of the Brave] Witt Gode! "

"On the blue player's stage is [Son of the Stars] Dark Dimon!"

"Both players have opened the card table and are putting the decks into the card slots. Although they are only sophomores, they are already very familiar with the rules of the duel."

"Witt Gold seems to have something to say. Let's be quiet for a while and give him some space."

Inia Knight completely suppressed Joe William, and there was only one voice left on the commentary stage.

Her voice had an inexplicable persuasiveness that actually calmed down the boiling sound waves.

Vette Gold turned on the loudspeaker, his face was very serious, but he said: "Dake, I know that I can't reach your level now, and it is very difficult to defeat you in a magic duel. But as long as you work hard, there will always be a glimmer of hope. When I was studying at the Holy Church Mystery College, the professors there always said that we should believe in the Holy Spirit, and the Holy Spirit will turn the impossible into possible. I don't say how to believe in God, but I believe that miracles will always favor those who are prepared. I am ready, what about you?"

Dake was stunned when he heard this. He didn't expect that Vitte Gold went to the Holy Church Mystery College, and he didn't see anything else, but his mouth was more than twice as smooth.

He couldn't help laughing and said, "Perhaps the gap between you and me is not as big as you think. Calm thinking is the reason for victory in a magic duel. But being prepared is indeed a very good thing. Occasionally, I will also pin my hopes on miracles. But miracles need to be created by oneself. Prepare for the duel. Use everything you learned in the Holy Church Mystery Academy."

Witt Gold's expression became more serious, and he whispered, "I didn't learn much in the Holy Church Mystery Academy. The things there are not suitable for me. Of course, except for the Holy Sword!"

Dak nodded and said, "Then let me see your Holy Sword."

Witt Gold said forcefully, "Okay!"