Cross Sword Technique?
Rashu was stunned for a moment, then he was overjoyed.
The Cross-shaped Sword Technique should be the sword technique that the magic puppet used to draw a cross in the air. It was powerful and should be at least a low-level combat technique.
Choosing a low-level combat skill course would cost at least 50 gold coins. It just so happened that Rashu had recently mastered the basic sword technique and planned to learn an even stronger sword technique. This could be said to have saved Rashu a whole 50 gold coins.
"Calculating the time I spent fighting the magic puppet.”
Rashu said to the A. I. Chip.
"63 seconds."
"That's good…"
Rashu's face revealed a relieved smile. After a minute, the challenge was considered a success, and the 30 gold coins were in his hands.
However…
Rashu glanced at the lifeless knight magic puppet, which no longer had the swagger from before. His expression was a little strange.
It was broken…It should be... It's okay, right?
Probably.
Rashu comforted himself.
"Creak…"
The door of the small room quietly opened, and a tall, thin, and handsome young man walked out. A hint of nervousness flashed across his eyes, but he quickly calmed down.
"The person inside is out!"
Someone noticed Rashu's appearance and looked over curiously.
The freckled youth walked through the crowd and stood in front of Rashu, sizing him up with a brand new look. He clicked his tongue and praised,""Not bad, one minute and three seconds. The challenge is a success.”
When the people around heard this news, they immediately exclaimed in a low voice.
"I didn't expect that I would actually succeed in the challenge.”
"There are still hidden experts among the third-year students.”
"Looks like this year's battle for the First Seat of the third grade is going to be exciting.”
Everyone looked at Rashu in a new light, and even Maris looked at Rashu twice.
Rashu appeared a little "embarrassed" in the midst of everyone's exclamations. He coughed lightly and said to the freckled youth,""That, thirty gold coins…"
"The challenge reward, right?"
The freckled youth became enthusiastic towards Rashu. He took out a small metal plate and handed it to him." Just take this to the hall and find someone to collect it. Speaking of which, are you interested in joining our Swordsmanship Association? There are many credits and all kinds of benefits…"
"I will consider it."
Rashu nodded, took the token, and quickly walked out.
He walked very quickly and in a hurry, looking like he was running away.
Everyone sighed at Rashu's back. At this moment, Maris stood up.
" Maris 'second challenge!"
Everyone was excited and full of anticipation.
"I wonder how long Maris can last this time?”
"I bet at least two and a half minutes!"
The freckled youth was also ready to start the countdown.
Maris strode into the room under everyone's gaze, his expression calm and confident.
The door of the small room closed, but not long after, it opened again.
Maris walked out with a frown.
Everyone was stunned.
What happened? Was Maris not ready yet?
"Cook!"
Maris called out, and the freckled boy hurried over.
"What's wrong?"
"Why isn't the magic puppet moving? Is the energy exhausted?"
"Impossible!"
The freckled boy walked into the room in confusion." I just changed the sorcerer's stone this morning. It can maintain the magic puppet's movement for at least three days.”
The door of the small room was opened. Everyone saw the tall and sturdy magic puppet standing in place, motionless.
The freckled boy walked in and searched the magic puppet for a while. A shimmering magic crystal appeared in his hand.
"There's still energy in the Sorcerer's Stone, how could it not move?”
The freckled youth muttered with a puzzled expression,"Strange…"
"Could it be broken?"
Someone interrupted.
"Impossible!"
" The magic puppet's outer shell is made of precious magic metal," retorted the freckled youth." Even a Knight might not be able to break it.”
Maris shook his head." I can't destroy the magic puppet either. Only the president can do it."”
"Then what's going on?"
Just as everyone was at a loss, there was a commotion outside the crowd. Someone shouted in surprise,"President is here, President Bowen is here!”
A tall and handsome young man with light blond hair walked through the crowd.
Everyone who saw the young man had a respectful expression on their faces, calling him "President" or "Senior Bowen".
It was the president of Orlando Swordsmanship Association, Bowen.
"What happened?"
Bowen glanced at the crowd and nodded to Maris. His gaze finally fell on the silent magic puppet.
"Alright…It seemed to be broken and suddenly stopped moving.”
the freckled boy muttered.
"Oh?"
Bowen frowned slightly as he walked up to the magic puppet.
After knocking on some unknown spot, the magic puppet's chest opened with a crack, revealing everything inside.
Everyone widened their eyes.
They could clearly see that there was a complicated and exquisite magic array inside the magic puppet. This should be the foundation that supported the magic puppet to display its powerful strength comparable to that of a Knight.
Bern was also carefully examining the magic array structure inside the magic puppet.
Suddenly, Bowen's eyes froze.
He saw that a corner of the magic array was damaged, as if it had been forcefully destroyed by some external force.
"Maris!"
Bowen suddenly turned his head and stared at Maris with a burning gaze."I didn't expect your swordsmanship to have improved so much. The power was actually able to penetrate the magic puppet's outer shell and destroy the magic array's structure. It was really amazing!”
"Uh..."
Everyone was stunned, even Maris.
Bowen was still sighing,"Using the vibration of the sword to penetrate the defense of the armor and destroy the opponent's fragile interior."
This was the Refinement realm of swordsmanship!
Even I have only touched a little of this realm not long ago. I can only succeed once or twice out of ten times. It is unexpected that you have already walked ahead of me…"
Bowen looked at Maris with a complicated and amazed expression."Your talent in swordsmanship is even more terrifying than I imagined!”
After Bowen finished speaking, he suddenly found that everyone's faces were filled with doubt, confusion, shock, and strange expressions.
"The last person who entered the challenge was the third year student who just left.”
"Refinement Realm swordplay? Guild Leader, do you mean that the third-year student has already mastered Refinement Realm swordplay?!”
"This is unbelievable!"
Listening to the whispers in his ears, Bowen felt as if he had made a mistake.
The freckled teenager's mouth was wide open, his face filled with shock and disbelief.
Maris also smiled bitterly and said to Bern,"Guild Leader, I wish I was the one who did this. But I'm sorry, my swordsmanship is still far from the level you described."
"You mean, someone else destroyed the magic puppet?!”
Bowen blinked, a little surprised. This time, it was his turn to be shocked.
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The results are miserable. I hope everyone will support us.
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