Hearing the conversation between the two sides, the teachers of the two schools nodded slightly. Although they didn't like each other's school, they were also happy to see outstanding students in Athens.
Excellent students from the two schools also showed their approval, and a few nobles even wanted to get acquainted with Su Ye.
Only Ned En looked helpless and thought: "Basaro, you are still too young, how can you blame me? Do you know why Su Ye said that? Others don't know, but I know very well! The reason for Su Ye To praise you is to take away your magic ring after you win, so that you will be embarrassed to retaliate against him! At the same time, it is also to prevent you from being humiliated if you lose. Don't you think about it, what did Su Ye bet on when you bet on the magic ring? ? Reputation? Even if he loses, he is still the winner of the Magic Apprentice Tournament!"
The two sides stood still at a distance of ten meters, bowed slightly to salute.
Send a crushing black petunias, then let go for the third time.
The piercing sound resounded through the sky.
This time, Su ye and Basaro pointed at each other and recited "Magic Rope" at the same time.
But to those who don't understand the mantra, it sounds different.
"Skenny!"
Almost as soon as the two people stretched out their fingers, the experienced fighters and mages in both teams foresaw the outcome.
Those experienced in fighting in the Noble Academy either covered their faces or shook their heads lightly.
The battle-experienced people on the side of Plato Academy were either extremely surprised or beamed with smiles.
Because these people with rich combat experience were keenly aware of two characteristics of Su ye.
The first feature is that Su ye's pronunciation is very accurate, and the magic power flowing around Su ye's body is no slower than that of Basaro.
This means that, at least in terms of casting speed, the two are similar. It also means that Su ye's magic rope magic array is very perfect, and may even be more perfect than Basaro.
The second characteristic is that Su ye's finger points to Basaro's neck.
Basaro pointed to Su ye's chest and abdomen.
After more than two seconds, the rope around Basaro's waist moved first, and a moment later, the rope around Su ye's waist also started to move.
The magic ropes of the two jumped up almost at the same time, and flew towards each other like two magic snakes with wings.
The two magic ropes almost passed each other in mid-air, and rushed towards each other respectively.
In the blink of an eye, Basaro's magic rope landed on Su ye's body, and quickly lengthened. Then, like a living thing, it quickly bound Su ye's legs and feet, causing Su ye to lose his balance. After shaking a few times, he fell on the grass.
Basaro's magic rope is tied very tightly, and its shape is relatively beautiful. It is obvious that after many times of practice, it can prevent people from escaping to the greatest extent.
Su ye never considered appearance.
Under the disbelieving gazes of the teachers and students on both sides, Su ye's magic rope wrapped around Basaro's neck time and time again, strangling his neck like a living python.
"Well… "
Basaro opened his mouth wide, trying to breathe desperately, but his neck was completely strangled, getting tighter and tighter, and his face quickly turned red, from red to purple.
Basaro screamed in pain, while desperately tearing the magic rope around his neck with both hands.
Su ye lay gracefully on the grass, admiring Basaro's struggle.
Normal people can easily hold their breath for more than a minute if they consciously hold their breath.
However, Basaro suddenly encountered suffocation, panicked and tore desperately, increasing the oxygen consumption, and after only a few tens of seconds, his eyes blurred and he fell to the ground.
At this moment, his hands did not tear the magic rope, but clenched his fists tightly, and raised up with all his strength to avoid touching the ground with his hands.
And his feet were kicking on the grass frantically, and every piece of soil splashed seemed to be howling.
Su Ye suddenly shouted: "The referee, please pronounce the verdict immediately. I don't want to continue attacking such a respectable opponent."
The magician referee immediately looked at Basaro's teacher.
Basaro's teacher nodded helplessly.
The referee immediately said: "Su Ye wins!"
Su ye breathed a sigh of relief, and with a movement of his fingers, he dispelled the spell of the magic rope.
The rope around Basaro's neck was like a long snake, quickly swimming back from the grass and getting into Su ye's belt.
Basaro's hands never landed.
In the rules of the game, there are many ways to admit defeat.
One of them is to slap the ground twice with your hand when you can't speak.
Basaro would rather be strangled by the magic rope than admit defeat.
Basaro fell to the ground on his back, gasping for breath, and with a light movement of his fingers, he also released the magic rope.
Su ye got up, walked to Bassaro, stretched out his hand, and said with a smile, "We are all from Athens, and we all respect unyielding warriors."
Basaro froze for a moment, hesitated for a few seconds, and stretched out his right hand.
Suye pulled up Basaro, then faced him in a dislocation, tapped Basaro's right shoulder with his right shoulder, and patted Basaro's back with his left hand.
This was originally a etiquette in the Greek army, and later became a friendly etiquette.
"Thank you for letting me save face." Basaro said.
"No, it's your perseverance." Su ye said sincerely.
"When you are promoted to Heitie, let's have a good match. Now I know, you like to strangle people!" Basaro laughed, there was no regret in his eyes, but he turned and left.
Cheers immediately came from the ranks of both sides.
Cheers for Su ye, cheers for Basaro, and cheers for the bearing of the two of them.
Facing the team of Noble Academy, Su Ye bent slightly, put his right arm between his chest and abdomen, saluted, then turned and walked towards the team of Plato Academy.
Seeing this scene, the aristocrats suddenly realized that this Su ye seemed to be more aristocratic than most students in the aristocratic academy.
"Go and find out if this person is the illegitimate son of a certain nobleman."
"If possible, please invite him to our Noble Academy."
"He's much more pleasing to the eye than the Platos."
The teachers of the Noble Academy held magic books and communicated quickly.
The students of Plato Academy looked at Su ye with some doubts, because they found that Su ye's demeanor was more elegant than that of nobles, and he was a barbarian compared to everyone else.
However, the Plato Academy finally broke a multi-year losing streak across the board.
All the students cheered Su Ye's name excitedly.
Holt yelled the loudest.
Even Leike, the school bully who seldom speaks, became hoarse.
Jimmy whistled wildly.
Albert, on the other hand, looked disapproving and could only mutter in a low voice.
On the roof of the library not far away, Luo Long sighed softly and said, "I was wrong."
After finishing speaking, Luo Long walked downstairs with a long sword in his left hand and a spear in his right. After walking a few steps, a look of helplessness appeared on his face, he turned around in a vague and unwilling voice, and said in a low voice, "Your Highness, I will take my leave first."
Palos didn't turn around to look at Luo Long, but just nodded slightly.
Luo Long turned and left helplessly, thinking that this His Highness is really as unreasonable as in the legend, and finally there is a person in the class who is more indifferent than himself.
Standing in the line, Hutton looked at Suye and Basaro, and couldn't help but shed tears of regret.
"When Suye reached out to me for the first time, if I had been smarter, he wouldn't have reached out to me the second time and beat me up like this..." Thinking about it, Hutton felt sad and burst into tears. springs.