Chapter 33
"Pah."
The footsteps came suddenly.
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"Who is it?"
Witt was so sharp that he almost subconsciously bypassed the altar and hid behind the goddess statue.
Then, the footsteps became more and more frequent.
The person who came here was not the only one!
Witt suddenly felt an inexplicable loss: It turns out that this place is not a place for me alone?
That feeling was like a toy that was finally obtained but was licked by others, and several people licked it together!
Hiss
He didn't dare to act rashly, and could only listen to the sound and imagine the other party's movements.
At least five or six people came to this hall, their voices were very low, and no one knew what they were saying.
But in the end, it seemed that something was placed in front of the statue, and a spell like a hymn was chanted.
The atmosphere gradually became tense.
It was also thanks to Witt's strong willpower. If it were Robert, he would have been scared and screamed.
As the spell was chanted to a certain stage, the white light on the statue seemed to flow, and the light became brighter and brighter.
Witt tried to look up and found that some minor flaws on the statue were being carefully repaired!
"Is it just a group of repairers who came to repair the statue?"
This thought flashed through his mind, and Witt himself did not believe it.
When the spell was finished, the atmosphere eased a little, and the voices of the group of "repairers" were also released a lot.
Witt could faintly hear what they were saying: "Burn them to death!"
"For the goddess!"
"We will succeed!"
"This is a holy war!"
...
The bright moon disappeared, and the day was coming.
The light of dawn shines on the earth, just like the eternal righteousness.
Dakla opened the door and walked out of the bedroom. Something sliding down the crack of the door attracted his attention.
He lowered his head and looked, and couldn't help but curling his lips.
But after the experience of last night, he quickly tightened his mouth and repeatedly recited a few sentences of "The Book of Departure", and then bent down to pick up the flower cards on the ground.
Love is like a thousand miles of soft silk, and the pure white mandala is a soft love flower. Those who see this flower will get rid of their evil.
Dark input a trace of magic into the flower card, and the little Eevee that appeared on the card gave him the best morning greeting.
Today is still a refreshing day.
…
At this time when the Warcraft School has not yet started, there is only one duel class on Friday.
Having said that, the duel class is deliberately placed on Friday morning so that the duel class can be delayed as much as it wants...
Today's class is still taught by four colleges together.
The class location is in the Battle Hall No. ②.
Before eight o'clock, almost all the first-year students have arrived at the Battle Hall. Most of them are eager to try and are full of expectations for the first duel match in their lives.
Although this so-called elite mode is just a castrated version of the real duel, no one cares about it!
As long as they can play, as long as they can shout "My turn", the first-year students can be happy for a long time.
Of course, there are unhappy people.
After all, not everyone can complete the production of "magic beasts" within a week.
In yesterday's magic class, many people were deducted points for not completing the production.
If it weren't for Witt's generous help, Robert would have been one of them.
Since the class time hadn't arrived yet, Dak found a bench to sit down.
Not long after, Diana squeezed over with Rose.
"Dak, who do you think will win today's game?" Diana asked cheerfully.
Dak smiled: "It's just a game in the classroom."
"Ha!" Diana stretched out her hand and patted her leg, and her whole body bounced, "Anyway, my big white bear is already thirsty!"
Rose hurriedly grabbed Diana's sleeve and whispered: "Constrain yourself, didn't you say last night that you wanted to be more girly?"
Diana: (,,? ? ?,,).
...
"Dinglingling!"
The bell for class rang in the expectation of everyone.
The students stopped chatting and lined up in the middle of the venue very consciously.
Professor Jones was about half a minute late before he walked into the stadium with a lot of things.
"The weather is good today, let's run a lap to warm up."
Professor Jones was as heroic as ever, and he was ruthless in issuing tasks.
The students who were full of expectations just now were all wilted at once.
"I thought I didn't have to run today..."
Although the students were full of complaints, they still ran one after another under the pressure of the professor.
Robert knew that this extra point would not help, so he didn't try anymore.
He controlled his speed and walked shoulder to shoulder with Witt. After all, he couldn't help asking: "By the way, Witt, where did you go last night? At nine o'clock, I wanted to play a game with you."
Witt opened his mouth and said after a while: "Robert, I don't have as good physical strength as you. Can we talk after the run?"
Robert: "Okay."
...
After running two laps, except for a few students, the first-year students of the four colleges were all exhausted.
Robert wanted to continue asking, but Professor Jones shouted: "Those who still have strength over there, come and help."
Robert had no choice but to go over with a few students with good physical strength to help Professor Jones set up the venue.
It took about ten minutes to complete the venue setting.
The students also regained their spirits and gathered in the center of the venue.
After a while, Professor Jones took out a metal ball with three holes like a bowling ball from the basket and walked over with one hand.
She looked at the students from the four colleges and asked casually: "Does anyone know what I have in my hand?"
The young magicians looked at each other, and then more than half of them raised their hands immediately!
This time, even Witt and Robert raised their hands!
Professor Jones picked a student at random.
The student excitedly said: "It's the magic ball, professor!"
Professor Jones said with satisfaction: "Yes, it's the magic ball, the core of the magic duel."
Then she inserted her thumb, index finger and middle finger into the three holes of the magic ball respectively, and continued: "The so-called magic ball, also called the duel ball, the life ball, as long as the magic power is input like this, a 360° life barrier with no dead angle can be created. Swati will talk about the classification of the life barrier."
"Okay, professor..."
Sara Swati immediately stepped out, her wheat-colored skin was still outstanding today.
"The life barrier of the magic ball is generally divided into five levels, and the strength of the barrier corresponding to each level is different.
The magic value of the first-level life barrier is 1000 points, the magic value of the second-level life barrier is 2000 points, the magic value of the third-level life barrier is 4000 points, the magic value of the fourth-level life barrier is 8000 points, and the magic value of the fifth-level life barrier is 16000 points!
In the magic duel, only when the opponent's magic ball's life barrier is completely broken, or the opponent surrenders voluntarily and the magic card is used up, can it be considered a victory."
"Swati plus five points."
Professor Jones injected magic power into the magic ball, and a spherical barrier composed of multiple hexahedrons expanded.
She pushed forward gently, and the magic ball made of all-metal structure slowly floated forward.
The magic ball turned a circle above the students' heads and returned to Professor Jones's hands.
She said: "In a formal duel, how to manipulate the magic ball to avoid the opponent's attack is also a must-learn skill. Of course, our duel today does not have so many requirements, and the magic ball used is just a retired practice magic ball. The magic value of the life barrier is temporarily set at 500."
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After talking about some small rules that need to be paid attention to in duels.
Professor Jones took out a jar full of number plates and asked the students to draw them in turn.
The young magicians came out one after another, reached into the jar and drew number plates.
Surprisingly, in the four classes, there were only 78 students who actually completed the production of "Magic Beast" within this week.
On average, there are less than 20 people in each class!
Most of the remaining people are still in the stage of failed production and have to start saving credits to buy material packages.
It feels like the professors deliberately set a trap, opening the Traveler Street before teaching the production of "Magic Beast" to teach some first-year students who don't know how to restrain themselves and waste credits.
Anyway, I don't know if the others have learned their lesson, but Witt and Robert have learned their lesson...
As for whether they will change after learning their lesson, that is another matter.
...
Dake walked to the jar and grabbed a number plate at random:
⑦.
"Good guy, I have a connection with ⑦?"
Diana came over again: "Hey, what's your number?"
Dake: "7, what about you?"
Diana: "77, hehe!"
Rose: "55..."
"The person who gets the number plate injects magic power, takes the number plate apart, and gives me the blue side."
Professor Jones took out an empty jar again and collected the blue number plate.
Dake then noticed that the number plate in his hand was red and blue on both sides. After injecting a little magic power, the red and blue cards would lose magnetism and could be easily taken apart.
After handing in the blue number plate according to Professor Jones' instructions, Dake held the red number plate and waited quietly.
The venue in the center of the venue was divided into four equal parts by props, and Professor Jones placed two magic balls in each small venue.
Students without "magic beasts" were responsible for infusing magic power into the magic ball and learning how to open the life barrier.
Professor Jones selected four more people to be referees.