My Fusion System: Fusing a Thousand Chickens at the Start Chapter 419

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

“Hey, Harold, you've gone too far!”

When Harold's companion Douglas noticed a crack that extended several hundred meters in front of the Royal Academy, he could not help but speak up.

“What does it matter? Those people from the Holy Dragon Kingdom are a bunch of jerks. Furthermore, it was their comrade who insulted us. We were only trying to defend our kingdom's honor and give them a lesson. Even if the King of the Holy Dragon Kingdom knows about that, I believe he won't do anything to us.”

Harold snorted and looked at the chaotic scene around him. His eyes were full of disdain. They were there to participate in the Royal Academy's competition. If it were not to monitor the Holy Dragon Kingdom, they would not have bothered to compete. They thought the fresh-eyed geniuses were too green.

“His Majesty is too cautious with the Holy Dragon Kingdom. We should have sent troops and occupied this kingdom when the Dragonspine Snow Mountain collapsed.. But His Majesty still wants us to investigate. Why bother about these weaklings?” Harold could not help but mutter softly. 

Douglas, who heard his words, pushed his monocle upward and nodded. “Indeed, it is difficult for me to understand His Majesty's intent on that point. Perhaps His Majesty is just trying to be safe! Speaking of which, those guys will only run away after getting injured. I thought that they would gather to target us. Fortunately, things didn't turn out like that. Otherwise, we might have to kill most of the people here and leave the stage before the match begins.”

When the two of them were talking, their expressions were relaxed, as if they did not take the people from the Holy Dragon Kingdom seriously at all.

“Hey, you! What are you doing here? You are obviously from Winter Nation, yet you behave atrociously in the Holy Dragon Kingdom. Let me teach you a lesson.”

A female voice sounded at that exact moment. Christina strode toward those three visitors from Winter Nation. Her hair and light armor glistened in the sunlight as they reflected a brilliant hue. She appeared heroic and valiant.

“Don't worry, everyone. I will protect you. You will be fine.”

“It's Lady Swordmistress. If she wants to make a move, then we have nothing to fear. After all, she is the Sword Saint's daughter. I reckon that she can defeat all three of those foolish fellows by herself.”

The onlookers who had been running in all directions stopped in their tracks. They turned their heads and looked over with joy.

“A swordswoman?”

Christina's words had left a puzzled look on the faces of the three people from Winter Nation, who had also heard them. Douglas stroked his chin, “I have heard about a genius girl in the Holy Dragon Kingdom who has reached platinum-tier at a young age. She is the Sword Saint's daughter, and they called her Lady Swordmistress.”

“No matter who she is, there is only one outcome for those who dare to stop us! If I beat the swordswoman here, I will have one less opponent in the competition later.”

Harold laughed arrogantly. He took a step forward and rushed toward Christina. He raised his right fist and smacked it toward her. That punch did not have any flashy fighting techniques. It was just pure speed and strength, but it was comparable to falling meteorites. Before it landed in front of Christina, the attack had already set off a storm, leaving cracks on the ground. If that punch landed on the ground, it would cause a large amount of damage in the same area as before.

“I've already told him to be careful. Why is he still so blasé?”

Douglas held his forehead while the girl, the one they called Princess, watched everything silently.

The crowd, who were happy that Christina had stood up for them, could not help but swallow their saliva when they saw the power contained in Harold's fist. They looked terrified, and they subconsciously retreated.

Even though they had confidence in Christina, they thought Christina might not be able to withstand that attack.

“Lie down on the ground obediently.”

Harold's face lit up with pride as he noticed the admiring glances from everyone in the room. Even more terrifying was the force he could channel into his fist. He appeared in front of Christina in the blink of an eye, and he was ready to strike her with his fist. Even though he did not use all of his strength in that one punch, it was more than enough for the job. He was a reckless individual, but he refused to question the established order. Killing an influential person in another kingdom was the same as asking for trouble.

That punch was only meant to cripple Christina. That was what he had initially thought. However, the development of the situation has exceeded his expectations.

Christina wielded a sword that stretched from her right index finger. Harold was knocked off his feet as a result of her gentle pointing of it in his direction. His body, which had just forcefully withstood a strike from a gold-tier elite, was unscathed. The river water had ripped his hair out of his head and shredded his fur coat, revealing his chiseled muscles beneath.

His muscles, which were flickering in bronze, looked tougher than marble. However, those muscles could not withstand a single strike of the river water and were instantly torn apart. That was because the river water was not ordinary but was formed by a sword aura.

Divine Water Moon Dance!

Harold's eyes widened in surprise. He sat half-kneeling on the ground and supported his weight with his hand. A deep ravine was left in the ground after his slip and slide.

“That strength is probably in the diamond tier. How can it be so strong?”

“It is as expected of Lady Swordmistress. She defeated a powerful elite from the Winter Nation in one strike!”

As word spread that Christina had easily defeated Harold, so did the debates among the onlookers.

“It would appear that the Winter Nation's genius is not all that great. He clearly doesn't have the strength, but he talked so big. He even mentioned marrying the princess just moments ago! With that kind of power, I believe they will be defeated in a matter of steps. They can't even marry the princess' maids, let alone the princess.” A well-dressed nobleman threw a jab at Harold.

“You are absolutely correct. Those people from the Winter Nation will be eliminated quickly, and I expect them to return to their homes in despair! It is possible that they will not have to wait until the competition to get their hands on something. Lady Swordmistress will eliminate them before the competition,” another resident echoed.

These words converged and reached Harold's ears, causing him to frown and his eyes to light up with rage.

“Your name is Harold? You attacked a teacher from the Royal Academy and even injured many of our citizens. That is my punishment for you. Now, I want you to apologize for your actions just now.”

“Apologize? I did not use my full strength just now. If I used my full strength, you wouldn't be a problem at all.”

Harold rose to his feet, an ice-cold grin on his face. The woman in front of him only attacked him when he was not using all of his resources. That was why she was so fortunate to be able to push him away. If she thought she had already won after that, the swordmistress had grossly overestimated her abilities.

“I'll show you my true strength now. Super Giant Transformation!” Harold roared. 

The black hair on his body began to thicken and spread all over his body in an instant. His muscles expanded. His body swelled from two meters to over three meters in a matter of seconds, as if it had been inflated. It grew inexorably.

Christina did not stay idle either. She also extended her right hand. “I'm sorry, that move was not my full strength either—Kingdom of the Sword!”

Christina was obscured by an illusory image of the kingdom that appeared behind her as she spoke. A change in expression came over Winter Nation's princess as soon as that shadow appeared. She had been silent and serene before that. Douglas, who had been standing by her side, cried out in surprise. An ice bow condensed in his hand. “Harold, be careful.”

He drew the bow and nocked the arrow. Three divine arrows made of mysterious ice spontaneously appeared in the ice bow. Douglas was about to shoot at Christina's head when a tender hand pressed on the arrows, “It's not appropriate for you to launch a sneak attack while others are fighting, isn't it?”

Crack! 

The tender hand exerted a little strength and crushed the three ice arrows, surprising Douglas. He turned his head and saw a youth in a white robe standing in front of him. The child carried a white longsword that emanated the aura of time on his back. It reflected the youth's handsome face, making it look tender and mature at times.

‘He crushed my ice god arrow. Those long arrows are made of ice-elemental combat aura and the unique platinum-tier Frozen Sky Ice Bow. Their hardness is comparable to platinum-tier metal! And when did he appear by my side?'

While Douglas was muttering to himself, the battle between Christina and Harold was about to break out. The people in the immediate vicinity hastened their retreat. One man's dignified voice could be heard over the din of approaching carnage.

“The time I promised for the match has not yet come, yet you guys are already fighting. It seems that you guys are really looking forward to the match. You guys can't wait any longer! I feel very happy to see that. However, I think it's better to save that energy for the match.”

It was King Landhar III. The civil and military ministers stood behind him. Not only was Hoen present, but so were Antonio and Reid as well. Watson had been alone with Christina because his two masters were called to the palace earlier to study the specific rules of the match with the King and the ministers, which was why he was not with them in the courtyard.

“Looks like your life is safe, Lady Swordmistress. Pray that you won't see me during the match, or I will let you die a horrible death.” Seeing King Landhar III's arrival, knowing that they could not fight, Harold curled his lips, and his body shrank rapidly, returning to his normal size.

“I'll return those words to you intact.”

Christina replied indifferently and turned to the King and the others. “Greetings, Your Majesty.”

Watson, who was right behind Christina and in front of His Majesty and the others, noticed the ministers. There was an elderly gentleman with white hair and a beard alongside Hoen. He had a sage expression on his face. It was Macrotov—he should be the head of the civil officials.

Other than those two people, Watson also saw many noblemen from the three archdukes' families in the crowd, including McGee, Newman, and Freya, whom he had seen in the Campbell family. Other than that, there were also many high-tier noblemen. Of course, those people did not attract Watson's attention. What really attracted him were four young men and women in royal attire.

The young woman was Kiana, whom Watson had met before. According to Watson's guess, the three young men should be the princes. The Eldest Prince looked quite mature and had a handlebar mustache. He was about 30 years old, while the Second Prince was about 20 years old. He was a tall, thin man with a handsome face. He was somewhat similar to King Landhar III. As for the Third Prince, he was even younger. He was fat and had a round face with a charming smile on it.

The three princes each had their own characteristics. If there was anything similar between them, it was that they resembled King Landhar III.

As if sensing Watson's gaze, the three princes turned their heads. The Eldest Prince nodded at Watson. The Second Prince's gaze flashed, and he waved his hand. The smile on the Third Prince's face grew even wider.

“Greetings, Your Majesty, the High Highnesses, the three Princes, and her highness, the Princess.”

After greeting the three princes, Watson realized that the three men had retracted their gazes. Only Kiana turned her head at that moment. Her gaze had been locked onto him, never leaving him.

“That princess is looking at me again. She can't be interested in me, right?” Watson thought.

“Let's go. There's still some time before the competition officially begins. I want to use that time to talk about something.”

King Landhar III smiled at Watson and looked at him alone. Then, he led the ministers behind him into the Royal Academy. The academy had already prepared a huge spectator stand that could hold hundreds of thousands of people. Those spectator stands were very similar to the stadium in Watson's previous life. They were created by the Royal Academy using earth-elemental magic overnight.

The arena, which was several meters high and covered an area of nearly 1,000 square meters, was located under the massive spectator stand. One or two private rooms could be found scattered around the arena. That was the King's and noblemen's viewing area, prepared exclusively for them. They knew they would be able to see all of the action from the beginning to the end of the competition, so there were no surprises.

After King Landhar III entered the Royal Academy, the principal, Brand, immediately came out with a group of teachers to welcome him. Brand, who was in his 70s, had already served as the principal for many years. He was a kind-looking, thin and small old man.

Brand immediately led the teachers to kneel in front of the King. “Your Majesty, thank you for your contribution to the Royal Academy. You have so many matters to attend to, and yet you are still overseeing the match. I feel extremely honored! To respond to His Majesty's call, the Royal Academy has also decided to award the winner of that competition. The reward is the key to the Royal Academy's Library.”

Nearly all of the kingdom's original and photocopied books were housed in the Royal Academy's Library. It was as if it held all of the kingdom's accumulated knowledge over the years, some of it top-secret. Students at the Royal Academy were required to pay dues to borrow certain books. The fact that they had the library's key proved that they could access the collection at any time and read whatever they wanted. As a result, one could say that it is a very commendable reward.

Even the King was surprised at Brand's generosity. “I remember that there are only two keys to the library. One is with you, and the other is with the librarian. They rotate at all times! Because of the special nature of the library, the keys can't be duplicated. I am very pleased that you are willing to give the key to the library as a reward.”

“Your Majesty, you flatter me.”

Then, Brand led the teachers to the audience seats. There were also many older students—they gathered in groups of two or three and discussed fervently.

“This year's new students will not only receive His Majesty's attention and participate in His Majesty's competition, but they will also receive generous prizes! I really regret being born so early. If I had been born a few years later, I might have been able to make it to this grand event.” The male student lamented to his female companion beside him. The female companion merely curled her lips.

“Stop it. This year's new students do receive a lot of preferential treatment, but the competition is also very fierce. The Royal Academy has always implemented a ruthless elimination system. If you don't have the strength to be here, then you are nothing! Because of His Majesty's policy, the number of new students this year is more than ten times that of the past, more than the number of people in the other academic years combined. Furthermore, the proportion of geniuses among them is especially high. If we compete with those monsters, we will only become cannon fodder.”

“That makes sense.”

A large crowd gathered around the academy's entrance as students chatted loudly. Seats were assigned to nobles, contestants' families, and commoners based on their social status. While that was going on, the academy's host guided Watson and the other contestants into the academy. There appeared to be tens of thousands of attendees at first glance.

“We have 30,000 people who have successfully signed up for the Royal Academy this year. It is possible that the number is not clear to you. To put it another way, the Royal Academy used to admit only 3,000 people per year. The number has grown ten-fold since then. The Holy Dragon Kingdom is growing rapidly, as evidenced by this! And among them are some geniuses I have never heard of before. I promised you something, and now I am going to keep it. However brilliant you may be, regardless of your origin, I will not treat you unfairly as long as you can win.”

King Landhar III's voice echoed through the clouds. His voice and image were projected in the air by magic. Antonio was the one who performed the spell. Later, Antonio would use the same spell to make the battle at the location visible to anyone who happened to be nearby.

The words of King Landhar III resounded throughout the land. Many people were enthused after just listening to it. Furthermore, he did not say much. After a few minutes of conversation, King Landhar III changed the subject. “When I first arrived, there was a fight outside. That enlightened me to the fact that everyone is in a good mood right now. Consequently, it is unnecessary to engage in such nonsense. I will just lay out the foundation for the match by introducing the rules! There are three rounds in the match. This is a group selection round for the first part of the competition. As long as you remain standing on the stage for the specified amount of time, you will win no matter what strategy you use. First-round winners will advance to the elimination round, which will last an hour. The final round will feature 16 top finishers. Any questions?”

King Landhar III inquired of the people in attendance. No one had any questions. Their fists clenched in anticipation, and they exuded excitement as they walked by.

“The first event is a team battle? That is something I never expected. That makes sense. Thousands of new students enroll each year, after all. It may take a long time if they are all too much to handle at once! For a contestant like me, team battles are a strong suit. Later, I will do everything in my power to get rid of as many individuals as I can. Even though the final field is limited to sixteen contestants, I did not say there could not be anyone else in it.”

Harold licked his lips, and his eyes erupted in a dazzling flash of light. He had an unintentional glance at Christina, who was standing nearby and paying close attention to King Landhar III's speech.

Many people shared Harold's views, and as a result, many people assessed one another to see who they could partner with and who they would oppose.

“Let us get this party started, shall we? I, Antonio, and Reid will serve as the competition's referees. You have the option to give up during the competition by raising your hands. After the enemy has surrendered, you are prohibited from doing any more damage. If you don't, the other officials and I will take action against you. Okay, I am pleased to announce that the competition has officially begun with the first round. Only an hour remains until the contest is over. All of you should make a move.”

Whoosh!

A large number of contestants rushed onto the stage as soon as King Landhar's voice faded. Some people remained motionless, their gaze fixed on the action taking place in front of them.

Augustus did not budge from his position. “What a bunch of idiots,” he said as he cast a cold eye on the audience. At that point, they had actually jumped onto the stage! The King stated that those who were still on the stage an hour later would be allowed to continue. There was no requirement that they had to stand on the stage for an hour. They could, in other words, remain on stage until the very end of the game. They would be treated as targets if they went up earlier.

Intelligence was also a part of one's strength. If they only had brute force but no tactics, then they were dumb.

He did not go up earlier. On the one hand, he was afraid of wasting his strength. On the other hand, he was worried that his trump card would be discovered. His transformed body was his secret weapon, specially used to deal with Watson.

“Watson, you will be finished very soon! My current strength is unprecedentedly strong. Grandfather said that the transformation was very successful, even more, successful than he had imagined. He even said that I am the Campbell family's greatest masterpiece in a hundred years, and that it would be tough for anyone to surpass me in the future. Grandfather wouldn't lie to me, so I don't even know how strong I am now.”

Augustus turned his gaze to the other side. Watson, who was also standing below the stage, smiled.

At Watson's location.

“Watson, when should we go up? We should wait until the last few minutes.” Christina looked at the thousands of people who had already engaged in a scuffle on stage.

“Tina, most of the people think so too. Therefore, the competition will be more intense during the last period. Furthermore, if we go up now, we might not be treated as a target! Therefore, let's go up later.”

Watson shook his head and put forward a different opinion.

“Watson, since you think so, then I'll listen to you. Your judgment shouldn't be wrong!” Christina thought for a moment and agreed. After all, after receiving Watson's gift, her strength had improved by leaps and bounds to an astonishing level. She could withstand an hour in the arena by herself, let alone Watson. Even if the people in the arena attacked them together, they would not need to be afraid.

What Christina could not figure out was whether or not it was okay to go up at this time, based on what Watson had said. There was absolutely no reason to hold out. Watson, on the other hand, advised her to be patient. What on earth was he expecting?

“Black… Young Master Watson, I'm here.”

Someone called out, and an unidentified youth in a school uniform came up to Watson and bowed deeply in his direction. It was raining, and his gray hair had fallen out of his face, covering his bloodshot eyes.

“Amon, you're here.” Watson smiled at the youth in front of him. That was the person he was waiting for. He had allowed Amon to enter the academy and become his companion. Therefore, he had issued an order to Amon to stay with him before the competition.

“Watson, who is this?” Christina looked at Amon curiously. She realized that she had never seen that youngster before, and she had followed Watson whenever he went out. Where did that young person come from? Whose son was?

“Tina, I forgot to introduce him to you. Amon is a friend I met in the city. He isn't from a noble family, so it's normal that you don't know him.”

Watson explained casually, and Amon bowed to Christina. “It is just as Young Master Watson said, Lady Swordmistress.”

Christina did not doubt that explanation. She suppressed the doubt in her heart. At that moment, another voice sounded beside Watson.

“Watson, so you're here. I've finally found you.”

A young girl had called out to them. Then, Charlotte and Lily appeared in front of Watson. The two girls looked like they had used up a lot of energy to squeeze through the tens of thousands of participants.

“Miss Charlotte, Miss Lily, why are you here?” Christina asked in surprise. As a member of the Sword Saint family, she had seen those two girls when she attended any of the social balls. She knew that they were members of the archduke's families, but she did not expect Watson to hook up with them in just a few days.

“We're here to join Watson. Since it's a team battle, the strength of a single person is not enough for a team. Anyway, as long as we can stand at the end of the ring, it's enough. It's very difficult for me and Charlotte to accomplish that with our strength! However, with Watson and Lady Swordmistress, it will be different!” Lily stopped in front of Watson. She patted her chest and said proudly. No one knew why she felt proud about that.

“Yes, Watson, we want to ask you for a favor! Since we have eaten together, you should be able to help us, right? Of course, we won't let you help us for free. If we can enter the third round, we will give you compensation,” Charlotte's eyes flickered as she asked.

“About this, Watson, please take me and my sister, Lana, with you. As your sidekick, if I'm eliminated in the first round, and others find out about it, they'll think that you don't have the ability to protect your subordinates. Won't you lose their respect as well?”

Behind Charlotte, Casey and Lana, who were holding platinum-tier longswords, also walked toward them. Casey's expression was one of flattery.

Christina was extremely surprised. ‘Even Casey from the Ptolemy family is here. Watson is surrounded by the children from the three archdukes' families. How did he do it?'

When did Watson hook up with so many noblemen? Christina had thought that she was the only nobleman Watson knew. She was proud of it and felt that she could extract more benefits from Watson. Then, she felt conflicted.

In just an instant, five people appeared beside Watson. From a small group of two people, it had become a team of seven people.

“Other than Casey, I'm considered friends with everyone. Since you want me to protect you, I can't refuse! I'll enter the arena. You just have to keep about ten meters from me.”

“Watson, what do you mean? What do you mean by being friends with others? Am I not worthy of being your friend?” Casey asked.

“Aren't you a sidekick?”

Watson glanced at Casey. Casey immediately stopped muttering and did not speak.

Watson saw Casey as a b*stard who harmed women. He would never be friends with such a person. The reason he did not kill Casey was that he was afraid of angering the Ptolemy family. That did not mean that he had a good impression of Casey.

“Oh, right.”

After speaking to Casey, Watson suddenly thought of something and turned to look at Charlotte. “Miss Charlotte, aren't you a member of the Saint Laurent family? Your family should have a genius named Nia. You chose me instead of her. Why is that?”

Casey and Lana came to Watson for help. He knew that the Ptolemy family did not have any particularly powerful geniuses, including Lily. After all, he had defeated Augustus, so he was obviously not his match. Charlotte had told him about Nia two days before the competition. She also told him to surrender if he were to lose the battle. Otherwise, his life would be in danger.

It meant that Charlotte had a lot of faith in Nia's strength.

“Sister Nia doesn't need my help. She can do that trial by herself. If you don't believe me, you can take a look.” Charlotte's expression was a little awkward. She raised her hand and pointed to a corner of the stage.

Charlotte had pointed out a spot on the stage where Nia should be standing, and she was there. That statement was wildly inaccurate. Nia was perched atop a massive icicle. The icicle towered over everyone at the height of ten meters. It was huge, like a tall tower. It was not just ice that made up the icicle's structure. Some attendees were unable to make it out in time. Frightened expressions were on their faces as they froze in the icicle. It was estimated that there were over a hundred of them.

The people in the vicinity of Nia were shaken by what they witnessed. They all fled the range of the icicle and went to fight in other locations.

“More than a hundred people were frozen in an instant. Well, to pass the Royal Academy's test, even if those people aren't gold-tier, they are still as strong as a gold-tier elite. It is as expected of someone who passed with full marks. What a monster!” When Lily looked at the scene on the stage, she could not help but exclaim in surprise.

“Watson, now you know why I'm not with Sister Nia.” Charlotte sighed.

If she were to go on the stage, she might also be frozen into an ice sculpture. However, as long as she remained on the stage, she would be considered to have passed the test. Unfortunately, she did not want to use that method to pass the test.

“That Nia is a powerful opponent.” Watson narrowed his eyes as he looked at the girl on the stage; she had a scroll in her hands and wore a purple gown. She looked like a blooming iris flower.

He felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity with Nia. It reminded him of the time he faced the gods in the palace two days ago. However, that feeling flashed through his mind, making him suspect that he was wrong.

“Forget it. It's useless to think about that now. Let's go on stage.”

After retracting his thoughts, Watson began to lead everyone to the stage. At the same time, he gave Amon a look, who immediately understood and began to look around him.

Watson entered the competition to avoid the intense finals, but he also wanted to bring Amon along to find and protect some suitable talents from elimination. He aspired to recruit these individuals into his organization.

Nia chose to guard the eastern corner of the stage, while Watson chose the western side opposite her. As soon as he entered the stage, two short competitors were holding daggers in front of him. They were fighting with each other as they approached him. Those two contestants possessed gold-tier strength. Sparks flew when the blades collided, and their combat aura shook the ground.

“If you don't want to be eliminated, move aside.”

Watson's team included seven people, so the person behind him became nervous while the person in front of him displayed an ecstatic expression. His body had split into three shadows when he teleported short distances using short-range teleportation. The other contestant was forced to move even closer to Watson and the others even faster because they attacked in different directions.

Watson extended his right hand and pressed it against the longsword on his back. Just as he was about to move, Casey suddenly rushed out and brandished the Water Dragon Sky Sword in his hand. “I didn't expect that someone would deliver their head as soon as I arrived in the arena. Watson, don't make a move. Let me deal with those two fellows!”

He activated a platinum-tier battle technique, the Sky-connecting Waterspout!

The sky darkened instantly as the sword emitted a dense blue light. The sky was clouded with black rain. Suddenly, drizzling rain fell from the sky, and as it condensed into a waterspout, it swept the retreating contestants and the chasing contestants into the raging torrential downpour. The platinum-tier waterspout swept away not only them but all the other teams nearby as well. They could not even scream in the waterspout.

More than 50 contestants were sucked into the waterspout with a single slash. The waterspout carried those people from the arena, where they fell heavily to the ground. They had white foam coming from their mouths and whirlpool-shaped eyes. They had failed.

“What happened? Why is that Young Master so strong?”

Even though everyone else was retreating, Casey could not help but raise the Water Dragon Sky Sword even higher in a coquettish stance. When he lived in the floating city, people had dubbed him the useless Young Master. However, in the Royal Academy full of geniuses, he could still make a name for himself. All of that was made possible by his exceptional talent.

“That's a platinum-tier weapon? D*mn it! When I saw that person was the legendary useless Young Master Casey, I thought I'd be able to eliminate him easily. I did not expect him to have a platinum-tier weapon.”

“It is as one expected, even if he's a piece of trash, as long as he has a platinum-tier weapon, it's not something an ordinary gold-tier elite can contend against! Let's not go over there. Let's find another target.”

The surrounding voices were not full of praises like Casey had imagined. Instead, they were full of sarcasm. Those words made Casey's face turn red, and he roared angrily, “You b*stards! Who are you calling trash? Look at me! I'm going to eliminate all of you!” He brandished the Water Dragon Sky Sword and was about to rush forward.

However, before he could take action, Watson squeezed his shoulder. “Young Master Casey, are you sure you want to go out? We currently occupy a corner of the western arena. As long as no one attacks us, we don't need to take the initiative to attack others. If you go out and leave me by more than ten meters, I won't be able to help you.”

Gulp.

Hearing that, Casey looked forward and saw that there were at least hundreds of people staring at him. He swallowed his saliva. “You guys are lucky that I'm a kind person. I won't argue with you! However, if you don't appreciate my kindness and dare to attack me, don't blame me for being rude. “

That kind of hypocritical speech makes other people, such as Charlotte, look at Casey with an odd expression.

Fortunately, although Casey's actions were funny, the power he displayed also made other ordinary people dare not approach him. Unfortunately, that beautiful scene changed with time.

After staying in the western corner of the ring for about 20 minutes, a familiar strong enemy appeared before Watson and the others.

“Isn't that the Lady Swordmistress who fought me outside? I did not expect that you would choose to enter the ring at this time. I had wanted to wait until you guys entered the finals before fighting with you, but I really can't wait any longer. Right here, right now, let's finish the battle with me.”

The person who jumped up was none other than Harold. The young face hidden under the beard was full of fanaticism. As he spoke, Harold casually waved his fists, and the fierce wind from his fists knocked the contestants out of the ring one by one. In just a moment, there was no one else within ten meters of him, and he looked at Christina with interest.

Chapter end