Silent Crown

Chapter 78: mean! How despicable!

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In the quiet square, a loud noise suddenly sounded. There were also the sounds of chaotic footsteps in the long corridor.

"Don't block the road ahead of you, get out of the way!"

"The chief student is challenging. Hurry up, it will be gone if you are late."

"I want to see Dongfang Ye beat the challenger, hurry up..."

"Tch, I think he was hanged and beaten?!"

"Mom, I want to be on the bulletin board!"

"Come here, drag this lunatic out quickly..."

At the last entrance, the crowd was in chaos, and finally drove out the lunatic whose head was blown during the experiment. Immediately afterwards, the bustling crowd rushed in like a tide.

A large, dark crowd almost filled the entire square. Almost everyone was frightened and looked at each other.

"Have you started? Hurry up and fight, I'm in a hurry!"

"Occupy a seat in the front row, take a seat in the front row!"

"Senior brother, don't leave! You, you squeezed out my chicken legs!"

"Hush, be serious! The chief student is challenging!"

Amid the hustle and bustle, the crowd surged. In addition to many students who came to watch after hearing that there was a lot of excitement, there were also teachers who came to watch out of curiosity.

Ye Qingxuan also saw many familiar faces inside, such as Banner with a gloomy face, teacher Bain who had just received a notice and rushed back from outside the school, and so on.

In the crowd, Charles was scurrying around like a fish in water: "I have a little Maza here, who wants it? Who wants it? This year's first chief student challenge, watch it up close, don't miss this opportunity, you will never come back!"

"Who wants melon seeds, soda, and ice cream? The price is five pounds a set. We won't sell them for retail. Don't forget about it."

"Hey, teacher, I have a swivel chair here. Do you want one? It's only fifty pounds, which is cheap! Do you want three? Okay!"

"Char..."

Ye Qingxuan couldn't help but cover his face and sigh. He should have thought of why this guy mysteriously came to the first grade practice class carrying so many things.

It turned out to be waiting here!

On the spot, Brian's expression changed and he was ready to say something. But he heard a hoarse voice coming from behind him, "Okay, that's it."

From the shadows, Dominic made a voice. He rubbed the peanuts in his hands and threw them into his mouth one by one. After tasting it, it tasted good and waved:

"Who is that? Come here and get two more packets of peanuts..."

Brian's expression changed for a moment, but he didn't refute.

He glanced at Ye Qingxuan one last time and suppressed his disgust, "Since the school office has certified it, let's start. But the chief student challenge is different from the regular duel, but it can't help but be disabled."

He gritted his teeth and reread this word, announced the start of the duel, and then pulled away.

For a moment, the entire square fell into silence.

It finally started.

In the circle of the body-eating snake, Bart looked coldly at Ye Qingxuan on the other side.

The two faced each other, caressing their chests and saluting, fulfilling the etiquette of musicians competing. But when the two faced each other, Ye Qingxuan heard Bart's voice:

"You're going to regret this decision, it's been two years since I became an apprentice!"

Ye Qingxuan was still cold, just looking at him with that annoying pity.

"If I win, I hope you can promise me something."

He sighed, "My time is precious. Can you please read more books and stop giving me such 'brainless trouble'?"

He paused and shook his head, "It's a shameful behavior to waste other people's time."

"Are you scared?"

Bart sneered, "This is just the beginning."

Ye Qingxuan curled his lips: It's really a waste of time.

According to etiquette, after the two saluted, they took ten steps back from each other and happened to stand on the edge of the circle of the body-eating snake. Off the court, Brian held a coin between his fingertips and popped it into the sky.

Bart stared at the coin, watching it tumble in the sky, draw an arc, and finally land in the center of the field, bouncing on the stone and making a crisp sound.

here we go!

At that moment, Bart raised his palm and recited the syllables loudly. The crooked syllables echoed from his mouth, and the flash of ether gathered from his fingertips, faintly interweaving into a blur in front of him. barrier.

This is the tactic of "plan before taking action" of the Apocalypse Academy. They believe that timing is more important than reckless temptation. Prioritize your own preservation during combat, constantly accumulate strength, and then seize the opportunity to defeat the enemy in one go!

As he chanted, a vague note emerged from his heart.

The runes seemed to have the power of iron and stone, standing majestically in his heart, calming his slightly panicked mind.

This is one of the most common application methods of the protective rune - "Iron". It mobilizes the ether to turn into an iron wall to form a barrier around oneself. This effect is long-lasting. As long as it does not encounter explosive runes, it will not be broken easily. Moreover, the syllables can be recited at any time to inject new ether into it and increase its strength.

But just as the note was about to be recited, the moment he raised his head, he was stunned.

He saw his enemy close at hand.

The moment the coin fell, Ye Qingxuan moved and rushed forward!

In an instant, it was like a wild race. He took a deep breath of cold air, suppressed his lungs, and spit out indistinct syllables. Vague syllables came out of his mouth, turning into faint ripples.

Regardless of his unstable breath, he actually started chanting while running!

In an instant, his skin suddenly started to turn red and his blood vessels bulged, as if he was about to be scalded in the high temperature. His speed is still increasing!

A distance of more than ten meters, passing by in clusters!

Before Bart's syllables had been recited, Ye Qingxuan had already crossed the unformed barrier with his shoulder, and then, his front foot suddenly stepped on the ground, like nails hammered into the soil.

He looked up and saw Bart's pupils suddenly dilated, as well as his own reflection in his pupils.

At that moment, Bart opened his mouth to speak, but Ye Qingxuan didn't give him such a chance.

He recalled the methods Vito taught him.

With the support of his front foot, his fierce momentum is transformed. The power rises from the ground, goes up along the calves, rushes through the waist, rushes up to the shoulders, driving the clenched fists up, up, and up again!

Until finally, the bottom-up punch hit Bart's jaw.

Bang!

The ether dissipates!

With his jaw dislocated, Bart's feet almost broke off the ground due to the sudden force, and finally rolled and landed on the ground. Ye Qingxuan was expressionless on the spot, but in fact, his heart was extremely sour. This punch was really like what Vito said, it was indescribably smooth...

Also - my finger bones hurt like crazy!

The corner of his mouth twitched, and he resisted the urge to throw away his hand, grinning in pain.

Bart rolled on the ground in pain, enduring the pain and raising his head, with bloodshot eyes at the corners of his mouth.

"Humble..."

He was so ashamed and angry that he struggled to open his mouth. Before he could finish speaking, his vision went dark and he didn't know anything anymore.

This duel ended in such a bizarre way within five seconds of the start.

With everyone's stunned expressions, Ye Qingxuan couldn't help but sigh as he recalled Bart's last words: "Are you scared?"

"I just want to make your psychological shadow smaller."

He looked down at Bart and shook his head: "Why don't you understand?"

"Despicable! How despicable!"

Outside the court, Bart's teammates roared: "He committed a foul!"

"This has nothing to do with the musicians' discussion!"

"This is a foul!"

Outside the court, Brian frowned and his expression became gloomy: "This is a competition between musicians. How can you bring in the obscene methods of street gang fighting! This competition is yours..."

Next to him, someone was eating melon seeds and interrupted him:

"Teacher, take another look."

With his usual mean smile, Ciel pointed at the young man in the field.

Brian was stunned when he heard this, and his eyes fell on the back of Ye Qingxuan's neck, where the red blood flowed endlessly, faintly forming the trace of runes.

As the blood flowed, the sound of surging water could be faintly heard from the young man's thin body, which was the tendency of the blood to wash away the body.

"Note·Flow?"

Brian's expression was ugly.

"This is the effect brought by the musical notes. Didn't it say that musical notes can't be auxiliary?"

Ciel spat out the melon seed shells on the ground and clucked his tongue: "Blessing the inside, speeding up the flow of blood, and improving physical fitness. It is a very rare application of musical notes."

Also one of the basic runes, "Flow" is a rune that is basically useless at the apprentice level. Because its effect is not powerful, it can only control the movement speed of the fluid, speed up the water flow or slow down the inclination of the water flow.

Musicians from the Psalm School once proposed an application direction, which is to apply flow in one's own body to speed up the flow of blood, thereby driving other organs in the body to enhance physical fitness in a short period of time.

The precision required for this kind of enhancement is too precise, and the effect is far inferior to other movements under the same conditions, so it is regarded as an unpopular application.

The precise operation of musical notes has always been a difficulty that all musician apprentices have to face. This requires long-term familiarity and research on the runes, making one's own perception familiar with them, and constant release to hone enough accuracy.

They never dreamed that a pervert had memorized the syllable records of countless runes and bypassed the control of ether when applying them. Instead, he directly adjusts the syllables according to the required accuracy, takes a wrong approach, and directly skips this level.

It's like a peerless swordsman needs the combination of his sword and his sword. When everyone is trying their best to become familiar with the sword, some people search all over the world. When chopping firewood, they use this one, when they chop people, they use another one, and there are also special ones for cutting vegetables. , used to pick locks...

The difficulty is definitely that the former is easy, but if you want to make the latter, it would be too perverted. It’s no wonder that Charles said he “played hard” on the notes.

At the same place, Brian's expression changed as he realized something, and he always felt that something was wrong.

Until finally, he finally realized: "No, it's too fast... His rune chanting speed is too fast. It's less than half the normal time."

After his reminder, the teachers in the crowd also reacted.

"Yes, the effect is much weaker."

Finally, someone suddenly realized: "In order to omit some syllables, he weakened the effect... This is the 'quick chanting' technique in the Psalm School."

"A bunch of idiots who don't even recognize this."

In the shadows, Donimic spat.

"Hey, war song chanting method... It's really rare that there are still people who understand this method."

He seemed to have remembered something and laughed strangely, "This little wolf cub is Abraham's student? Is it lucky or unlucky to fall into the hands of a guy who has lost all his energy?"

In the middle of the field, Brian, who was unable to decide the outcome, heard Dominic's voice.

"He didn't cheat," he said. "The competition continues."