Chapter 112 is not enough, Nono Perin (please ask for a guaranteed monthly ticket)
Ronan shook Travis off like a scrap of trash.
Surrounded by ice and snow, he calmly broke through the light of the rune circles around the competition arena and flew down the field.
"Ronan Damien wins."
The silver bat spoke slowly.
A huge storm of uproar brewed in an instant.
Shock, astonishment, disbelief, disbelief. Of course, there is also admiration, awe, and gloomy fear.
All kinds of eyes focused on Ronan at the same time, and the halo that once belonged to Travis was now transferred to him, and became even brighter.
No one expected Travis to lose.
This is the stage he carefully built for himself.
First round, first game.
The other Ring of Magic wizards who were also in the first round didn't even compete against each other. This was the effect Travis wanted - to gain everyone's attention.
Using the battle to obtain the Nightmare Tungsten Steel, he announced to everyone that he was officially launching his crusade towards the top ten.
But the result...
Travis fell down just as he took the first step on this road to conquer the top ten.
And he was still defeated by someone who jumped up the ranks.
Level 1, comprehend the power of three extraordinary realms, dual realms superimposed. At this moment, the magic ring wizards present seemed to see a bright new star rising.
How dazzling the light gathered on Ronan's body was, how ugly some people's faces were.
Among the crowd watching the battle, a group of Travis' followers led by Lynch were as if they had eaten a hundred big-headed flies in one go. They were extremely shocked, indescribably extremely uncomfortable, and inexplicable. A sense of tension and fear.
Some people had already begun to quietly leave the team, and hurriedly fled the competition square without looking back.
If you look carefully, it's the girl with short green hair who was ordered by Travis to deliberately deceive Ronan on the mission.
Basil stood blankly in the crowd, and the voices of whispers around him continued to reach his ears. Those words were full of amazement and incredible. At a certain moment, Basil suddenly felt like he had fallen into an ice cellar, with his left side The scratches and injuries on his cheeks seemed to sting.
The bald man Tulpa's expression remained blank until someone was no longer in his sight.
"That boy, that boy actually...defeated Travis head-on?!"
Tulpa couldn't help but murmured, and suddenly came to his senses. He suddenly stood up from his seat, but was stopped again by someone.
"You don't want to use the relationship you had during the entry test to make friends with that man named Ronan, do you?"
The fellow wizard asked him with a frown.
"I"
Tulpa opened his mouth but did not answer, but the flashing eyes betrayed some of his inner thoughts.
He does have this plan.
"Wait a minute."
The companion whispered: "I remember you said that he and Benigo worked together. Don't forget who Benigo's opponent was?
He is only level one, and will soon start exploring the secret space of the Garden of Mirrors. He It’s not certain whether we can survive this wave of suppression.”
Tulpa's expression changed, he hesitated for a moment, and finally sat down again.
But he was unwilling to give up, and there was a voice that kept telling him: Yes, he is only level one, and that kid named Ronan is only level one, and he can already defeat Travis.
Can Benigo's old rivals really be able to suppress him?
Ronan returned to his original position.
After landing, the crowd in front of them automatically parted to both sides, making way for a passable road. Both sides were filled with looks of shock and awe.
Ronan stood still at the edge and saw the ranking at the top of the fighting ring. His name had replaced Travis and was ranked seventeenth. The identity mark after his name also changed to "Three Rings" ” words.
Both ranking and ring level are only temporary. When the competition selection is over, there will be a more fair judgment.
Ronan withdrew his gaze and stopped looking at the rankings.
His expression was calm, without any fluctuations on his face, as if the previous battle had nothing to do with him.
Benigo once said that it was enough to lose brilliantly.
But how can failure be called "bright"?
How can a "bright" failure be worth one ten thousandth of the light of victory?
At this time, the first round of competition has officially begun, and the sound of roaring spells in the competition square comes one after another, but Ronan can still feel that many eyes are falling on him.
He heard his name being whispered about, and his relationship with Benigo was easily spread.
He saw a second-level wizard with a second-level identity who was also a magic circle. He was smiling and walked up to him, as if he wanted to take the initiative to get to know him and make friends.
But before I could reach him, I heard some rumors about him. I immediately stopped, turned my head and glanced in the direction of the ten meditation towers in the distance, and then hurried away with twinkling eyes.
Ronan squinted his eyes and looked at the sixth name in the sky, then moved it up a little bit and finally lowered his eyes.
“Not enough”
"My light is far from bright enough..."
"This is just the beginning."
After the competition selection in the French Ring begins, you cannot leave the field voluntarily before the first round unless you give up completely.
In the first round of the competition, except for the top ten top geniuses who stayed in the Meditation Tower, the rest are mandatory for everyone to participate.
The second round is voluntary.
The wizard who wins the first round can freely challenge in the second round. Of course, the challenged person can also choose to accept or not accept.
To put it simply, the first round of the competition is just a task, and the second round is the real selection.
There are more than a thousand magic circle wizards in total. Except for those who feel defeated and take the initiative to give up and admit defeat, it will take a long time to go through a round of duel in pairs.
Ronan imitated some of the wizards on the field and condensed the nightmare tungsten steel into the shape of a seat. While sitting, he watched the competition on the field to kill the boring waiting time.
After fighting Travis, he also roughly understood his current strength.
With the superimposed field of despair and the spell-breaking effect of [Spell-Breaking Power], even if he does not fully activate the power of [Innocent Body], he still has an advantage against second-level wizards at the third-level level. .
Of course, the fact that he was able to win so easily against Travis had a lot to do with his superficial strength in the late stage of level one, which easily made people look down upon, and his debut with various trump cards.
After Travis's battle, there is probably no one in the entire seventh magic circle who is more concerned than himself. These two invisible advantages no longer exist. In the future, even if he encounters an opponent with similar strength as Travis, he will not be able to win. It will also be more difficult than beating Travis.
Everyone will be wary of his methods and will even take action accordingly.
Just as he was thinking about it, Ronan suddenly felt someone approaching.
He quietly raised his head, and what he saw was a young man with brilliant blond hair and as handsome as the sun god.
The spiritual power naturally emitted from the opponent's body is like the sun, powerful and blazing. He is a second-level wizard, and a second-level wizard stronger than Travis.
"Can we find a place to chat? Ronan."
The handsome young man with blond hair smiled at Ronan, and his voice was magnetic and charming, giving people a feeling of spring breeze and irresistibility.
He showed an extremely friendly attitude towards Ronan, and the gaze that fell on Ronan was quite gentle, without any hostility, and even seemed to have some strong closeness.
Ronan thought for a moment and nodded.
"good."
A moment later, under a blue metal building with a round spire far away from the competition square, a blond young man as handsome as a sun god stretched out his hand to Ronan and briefly introduced himself.
"My name is Nono Perin."
Nono Perin? !
Ronan blinked.
If he remembered correctly, this name was ranked eleventh on the ranking list of the square sky competition just now.
Can he be considered the first person under the Fourth Ring Road? !
No wonder he looks much stronger than Travis, after all, his strength ranking is six places higher than Travis.
"What's the matter?" Ronan glanced at the blond young man's hand stretched out to him, but did not respond.
Nono Perin didn't seem to mind, he smiled and put down his hand, and then slowly said: "No wonder Brother Benny values you so much and even gave you his Nightmare Tungsten Steel.
In some ways, you are really similar to him..."
Ronan narrowed his eyes and whispered: "Benny...brother?"
Nonopalin nodded and said in a rather emotional tone: "Yes, Benigo and I used to be best friends.
He is someone I respect very much and is like an elder brother to me.
When he was still in the Dharma Circle, he took good care of me a lot, and later,”
A look of deep complexity and helplessness appeared on Nono Pelin's face, and he shook his head and said: "...His character is like that. He doesn't allow anyone to help him, as if that would be an insult to him, especially in this situation. When you hit rock bottom.
He is so proud that I once completely lost contact with him. I searched the entire Dharma Circle and couldn't find him.
But he really values you. "
Nono Perin looked at Ronan with a strange look and said: "Not only did he return to everyone's attention for you, he also gave you the nightmare tungsten steel that you regarded as life.
Did you reignite his fighting spirit? Ronan.
Regardless, I thank you on his behalf. "
As Nono Pelin spoke, he actually gave Ronan a very formal gesture of gratitude among wizards.
It is simply incredible for a second-level wizard, and a third-level genius second-level wizard, to express gratitude to a first-level wizard who is one level below him.
".. Speaking of which, Brother Benny once asked me to take care of you, but the communication stone he left for me to contact you was accidentally lost by me..."
Nono Pelin showed an expression of shame and apology on his face, but soon his expression became cheerful again.
“Fortunately, you let me see it now.
I know who is still thinking about how to target you.
Don’t worry, I will stand with you from now on. Those who want to do harm to you”
Nonopalin said softly in a calm but determined tone, "Go through me first."
Nonopelin's words were sincere and sincere, and Ronan seemed to be touched as he lowered his head in silence and said nothing.
Nonopaulin's golden amber eyes flickered slightly, and he extended his right hand to Ronan again.
"Nice to meet you, Damien."
He spoke softly, and the surrounding area seemed to become bright and bright due to his words.
Finally, under Nono Perin's expectant gaze, Ronan looked up.
Then he took a step back.
"Sorry, you may have mistaken the person."
Ronan said calmly: "The Benigo I know has never asked anyone to take care of me.
And
He told me that he didn’t have any friends in the Dharma Circle. "
After saying that, Ronan turned and left without even looking at Nono Perin.
Nono Perin, who still kept his hand extended, had a sincere and expectant smile on his face.
He looked at Ronan's retreating figure, his smile gradually faded, and his eyes darkened little by little.
He stood under the shadow of the round pointed metal building. There was no light around him at all, and it was no longer brilliant. His whole body seemed to be completely integrated with the shadow.
I don’t know how long it took.
Nono Pelin walked out of the shadows expressionlessly and returned to his bright and dazzling appearance.
He walked in one direction, and the duel continued in the competition square in the distance. He bypassed the bustle far away, and finally strode into a quiet and uninhabited area.
This is the bottom of the silver-white tower of the Seventh Dharma Ring. You can clearly see the tower's square body shining with the light of countless rune arrays.
Quiet blue light filled every inch of this area, exuding the mysterious aura of runes everywhere.
After stepping in, even the mental energy became much more lively.
Nonopalin closed his eyes and took a deep breath of the air in this area greedily.
He did not approach the silver-white tower, but walked towards the ten gray-white towers that stood next to the silver-white tower and were arranged in a circle.
There is a huge operating blue light ball array suspended at the top of each tower. The blue light that is scattered all around is emitted by the light balls at the top of these towers.
Nono Perin's eyes lingered on every gray-white tower, and there was a strong sense of jealousy and desire in his eyes.
He slowly walked past several towers and finally stopped in front of the sixth tower.
near.
Soon a hoarse and deep voice sounded.
"How? Has your plan taken effect?"
The voice came from the top of the gray-white tower. Nonopailin squinted his eyes and could barely see a tall figure in short clothes standing on the top of the tower looking down at him.
He shook his head and replied: "That kid is more talented than Benigo, and he is much smarter than Benigo. I can't deceive him."
"There are actually people who you, Nono Perin, can't deceive."
A sneer of emotion or sarcasm came from the top of the tower.
Nono Perin didn't care and said calmly: "What are you going to do now? Are you going to deal with him personally?"
"I think you're crazy."
The hoarse voice at the top of the tower turned cold, "You want me to stand on top of the tower and challenge the people below?"
"Then just sit back and wait for him to challenge you?"
Nono Perin frowned and said: "He is only level one, there is no way he would make such a stupid decision.
The day he has the courage to challenge you, he will definitely be difficult to deal with. Don’t forget Benigo back then! "
"So now you're the best candidate."
The figure on the tower spoke calmly.
"impossible."
Nono Perin shook his head directly, "There is absolutely no need for me to antagonize him, and I am not sure that I can defeat him in a duel... His strength is really not weak, with double domains superimposed, and he also masters a very effective effect. Weird, even the extraordinary power of the law that can easily tear apart the force field of the law, I."
"You don't even have this bit of self-confidence, so you just deserve to hide outside the tower forever!"
The figure on the tower said coldly and unceremoniously: "Once your betrayal of Benigo is revealed, do you think you can avoid his revenge?"
Nono Perin's face suddenly turned ugly, and his eyes flickered.
At this time, suddenly a red ball of light flew down from the top of the tower and headed straight towards Nono Perin.
Nono Pelin subconsciously reached out to catch it and carefully examined the thing in his hand. A look of excitement and surprise suddenly appeared on his face.
He suddenly raised his head and looked towards the top of the tower, "This"
"I got this from a genius wizard of Molten Crystal Lake. Its attributes are very suitable for you, right?
In the second round, find that kid and 'accidentally' kill him. I promise to lend it to you until the end of this selection
If you are willing to bear the consequences of accidentally killing someone, I will give it to you. It’s not impossible.”
Nono Pelin tightly grasped the red thing in her hand, her face changed rapidly, and her eyes kept wandering back and forth between the several gray-white towers in front of her.
In the end, without saying a word, he hurriedly turned around and left with Hong Hong in his arms.
On top of the tower, a tall young man with long hair shawl and a scar as long as a centipede on his cheek stretched from the left eyebrow to the right corner of the mouth stood quietly. The invisible force field around him was slowly grinding like a giant millstone. As it rotates, dark brown fragments of light are constantly beating like lightning, exuding a terrifying aura.
The young man narrowed his eyes and looked at Nono Perin's retreating back, with a cold feeling in his eyes.
"Benigo, don't even think about 'living' in front of me in any form."
(End of chapter)